At the Heart of Katy Nicole: a little December story and four years!!!

It was Christmas break.

I was 19 years old.

Convinced that all men (except my father) were dirty fat rat scoundrels.

And it was a seriously snowy December night...

I had worked a full day at my nanny job and stayed late to babysit a total of twelve sugar cookie crazed children at my boss’ annual Christmas party. By the end of the evening I was spent. I was heading home to most likely drown my sorrows in a heavily buttered piece of homemade panettone and a Hallmark film…hopefully accompanied by one or both of my sisters. Is it just me or do the holidays have a way of screaming…

YOU are SINGLE and ALONE… and ain’t nobody singin’ Mariah’s Christmas tunes to YOU this year!!!!

On my way home a friend called and begged me to meet her and some friends downtown. They had plans to hangout where all the Reno people hang during their winter break…and she was not about to take no for an answer. After much pleading and eventually threatening on her part I turned my car around and headed downtown. Planning on making a quick appearance and then heading home…little did I know,

I would be thanking this friend for the rest of my life.

I walked in and the place was an absolute zoo.

Another reminder of why I chose to go out a total of five times during my entire college career. Not to mention it was SNOWING outside and apparently I was one of the only few females in the building that had received the memo...

It’s December in Northern Nevada ladies… Can someone please explain to me why we are dressed to get our Miami club on??! Just sayin’.

I pulled up a stool next to my friends and joined in the conversation…AND that’s when I saw HIM walk through the door. I immediately cursed my thermal, hat and snow boots and found myself wishing that I, too, had dressed like a Kardashian and applied twenty-one much needed coats of mascara to my tired eyes. I let out a long sigh and decided that I better forget about the man of my dreams (ohhh the drama). So I carried on with my girlfriends focused on enjoying myself and the rest of my evening.

And suddenly there was a TAP on my shoulder.

I turned around and there HE was.

He introduced himself and

the next tap on my shoulder was at 3am..

which belonged to the bartender who was getting ready to close the place down. We had completely zoned in on each other, talked our little hearts off and forgot about our surroundings. As we walked outside this guy named Jay asked me for my number before we headed our separate ways...he called me the next day and took me to sushi for our first date.

A few years later we shared a December wedding
and started our forever together...