I saw Casey for the first time at my good friend’s wedding in Spokane, Wash. He was the best man. I liked his beard, his wicked dance moves and the way he made everyone smile. I was very drawn to him and had a strange feeling that was the guy I was going to marry. So, after many glasses of champagne, I told the bride I had a crush on the best man. She obligingly passed my message along, and the rest is history. We just celebrated our one year anniversary Jan. 26.