Weddings: United on the molecular level

This is a great wedding story from the New York Times.

The couple profiled here met in 2005, on an (unspecified) online dating service. They were married on Aug. 8.

Last Hanukkah, they bought a microscope and traveled to Connecticut just to get pond scum samples to magnify.

Obviously, they are both into science. Translate "pond scum" into "baseball," or whatever you're into, and read on.

At the end of their first date, Mr. Wolkstein took her hand as she got into a cab and asked when he could see her again. Ms. Blitzer flashed a smile and replied, “A.S.A.P.” — a phrase she then repeated after each of their next nine dates.

These people are pretty high society, but don't be put off if you are not.

In May 2007, Mr. Wolkstein asked Ms. Blitzer to get gussied up for a business brunch for six. When no one else showed up, Mr. Wolkstein admitted it was a setup. Switching to the table where they first met, he dropped on one knee and asked her to marry him.
Her reply?: “A.S.A.P.”

It's a nice story, and something like it could happen to us all (if it hasn't already).

Got a great story about how your romance progressed, or about your wedding? Send it to us!

(We promise not to publish a photo of you that emphasizes the see-through nature of your wedding gown!)