A wedding announcement in The New York Times is known to be a famous honor for brides, and the latest announcement is famously whacky. Many couples make the news because of overly choreographed dances at their receptions, or for insane reasons like a bride trying to rent six corgis for her wedding. But the story of how Hannah Eddy met her husband, Rodney Andrews, speaks for itself.
https://twitter.com/nytimesvows/status/685505803898490883After Ms. Eddy received her M.B.A., she inquired about the possibility of receiving an M.R.S. while on a job interview:
Before she started, she asked her new boss, Christine Riordan, then the provost of the university, if a boyfriend came with the job. Dr. Riordan said that, in fact, she did know of one handsome, possibly single, chemical and mechanical engineering professor: Rodney Andrews.
That's convenient. She started meeting Dr. Andrews for coffee, but as luck would have it, they do not like the same type of coffee. Against all odds, opposites still attracted:
Since Ms. Eddy often complained about the undrinkable coffee at the hotel in Lexington, Ky., where she was temporarily living, he began inviting her to the Starbucks near campus. Their orders reflected their opposite personalities. Dr. Andrews, a taciturn and serious scientist, never wavers into frothy territory. He always ordered black coffee.
After their romance took off, Eddy began sending him greeting cards (her favorite) as love letters, with humorous nods to chemistry:
She began mailing him greeting cards, which arrived in a steady flow. The very first card had a diagram of a caffeine molecule on the cover. The second showed a man peering into a test tube, with the caption: “Love Doesn’t Just Happen … It’s Science, Girl.” Inside that card, Ms. Eddy wrote, “Thank you for making the ‘happy’ chemical levels in my brain soar!”
Andrews is divorced and has children from a previous marriage. He introduced Eddy to his kids in the most normal way possible: a sasquatch hunt:
The couple and his children began spending a lot of time together on a farm that Dr. Andrews owns in Kentucky — hiking, cooking on an outdoor grill and conducting official-seeming searches for Bigfoot using an expensive thermal-imaging camera.
You know it's true love when Bigfoot gets involved. Be sure to read the announcement in its entirety in the weddings section of The New York Times.