Jamie & Scott's Wedding

These stories get a little lengthy, so grab a snack and enjoy! Oh, and if you don’t read the entire page, skip to the last paragraph to see how Scott wooed Jamie on their first date.

From Scott’s Perspective:

I live across the street from a comfy little neighborhood joint called Cafe Al Dente. A couple of friends who live nearby love to hang out there, especially on the patio in good weather. April 16th, 2008 had good weather. It was a Wednesday, and I had just finished hosting a comedy show. As a result, I was wearing my suit and was on a bit of an adrenaline/comedy high. After the show, I swung by Cafe Al Dente to meet Jeff Wolf and have a beer. While there, I got to meet Jamie. I casually stood in the doorway between the patio and the inside and chatted with Jamie. This intentionally and effectively kept her from escaping too early. I loved this because she was quite the hot little number. However, I didn’t get her phone number. For the first time.

Two weeks later on May 2nd, a warm Friday, I went before work to report on the closing day of a coffee shop for KCPerky.com. This particular coffee shop happened to be downstairs from where Jamie works. I also happened to ride my bike the 1 mile to the shop that morning. Jamie was there and I was sweaty as all get out. We were near each other in line, and I jumped back in line to talk to her. We chatted a good while in line, and even sat and had coffee together at a sidewalk table for a while. I told her about my comedy show that night just a couple blocks away at Paddy O’Quigleys (now Prime Rib Grill). I didn’t get her phone number. For the second time.

That night, she came to the show! It was a 5-hour marathon show with hourly breaks for people to come and go. She and her friends came for a couple hours, but then had to go. I was running around so crazy trying to make the 5-set show work that I didn’t get her number before she left. AGAIN.

Two weeks later on May 16th, I was having a house warming party for my still very new condo in the River Market. I wanted to invite Jamie, but I had completely missed 3 opportunities to get her phone number. I had 2 weeks to figure out how to get a hold of her. I knew she lived above Cafe Al Dente, but there were lots of apartments up there. I knew she had a dog. She had to take her dog out to the dog park after work, right? The dog’s got to go. So halfway between her apartment building and the dog park, along the shortest path between the two, there’s some streetside benches. I decided I would sit on those benches after work and read a book for a number of days in a row. SURELY she would come by with her dog sometime while I was there and I could get her info.

She didn’t come by the first day. She didn’t the second day. She didn’t the third day either, and I was running out of book to read. On the first day, the building manager of both Jamie and my’s buldings, Katie DeWalt, happened to walk by, we said hi, and she carried on. On the third day, Katie walked by again and said something along the lines of “Wow, you really like that bench!” I fessed up to my ploy, to which Katie responded, “Oh, you mean Jamie CAMPBELL?” Campbell! I finally had her last name, and that’s all I needed to find her on Facebook. THANKFULLY I contacted her shortly thereafter. She couldn’t make it to my house warming party, but we did have our first date on May 24th (over Memorial Day weekend), as well as our first kiss.

From Jamie’s Perspective:

What’s the saying? “You find love when you’re not looking for it.” I couldn’t agree more. I had just moved to Kansas City and was living above an Italian restaurant called Cafe Al Dente in the River Market. I didn’t know a lot of people in town, so quite often I would pick up dinner at the restaurant. On one such occasion, as I was waiting for my order, I ran into a talkative character and was drawn into a long conversation. I was concerned that my food was getting cold, but the conversation kept going! (This same person is a good friend now and is still just as talkative.) Well, I owe this person for keeping me at the restaurant just long enough. Right before I left, Scott showed up at the restaurant to join his friend. Scott was in a full black suit with short dark hair and the most amazing blue eyes. We met and talked shortly before I finally grabbed my cold food and headed back to my apartment. Cute! I thought. Wish he would have asked for my number.

A few weeks later, a coffee shop next to my work was closing for good. My friend and I decided to brave the long line to get our last fruit smoothie. A guy a couple people in front of us turned around and said “hi” to me. Honestly, when we first started talking, I had no idea who he was. (He was wearing glasses and he was really pretty sweaty!) Finally, either he told me how we knew each other, or it came to me, I don’t remember which. He also apologized for his sweatiness – he’d just rode his bike there from the River Market. We had a good chat in line and he was such a sweet guy. We sat down at a cafe table and talked a little more. That’s when he invited me to his show that night.

I had plans that night to do First Fridays (Art Walk) with friends, so I didn’t think I would be able to make the show. Although, throughout the day, I decided it might be fun to get some people together to go. We went and had a great time. When Scott’s set was over, he came and sat beside me to enjoy the next set. That’s when I was introduced to his “robust” laugh. After that set, Scott disappeared, so my friends and I decided to head out. At the door, I saw Scott and told him that I had a good time. He just waved and said “bye”. I kept wondering why he didn’t ask for my number. Oh well – maybe it wasn’t meant to be.

Weeks later I received a message on Facebook. Somehow, this guy found me and was asking me to his housewarming party! I already had plans, but he was persistent and we finally had our first date the next week.

Now, I didn’t realize, but apparently Scott was participating in “Mustache May”. If this is your first time hearing about this… let me explain. When a guy participates in Mustache May, he will usually team up with buddies to see who can grow the most awesome mustache in the month of May. They are not allowed to shave this mustache until June 1. Our first date was on May 24th. By this time, his mustache was intense. Scott showed up for our date and I felt like he was in disguise. Seriously, he looked as if he should be driving an unmarked white van handing out candy to children! Mustache aside, we had a perfect first date and talked until late into the night. At the end of the night, Scott walked me back to my place where I gave him a kiss on the cheek. I knew at that point that I’d met someone really special.