Meet us.

His name, is Levi Roberts [commonly referred to on this blog as "The Boy" or possibly "Levi Chell" or possibly "Stud" or "Sexxxxayyyy" on a good day]. My name is Amalie Gillespie [sometimes referred to as "the girl" or just simply "girl" but usually you can count on me being the "I" in the story]. If you want to really get to know us, you're going to want to start here and go all the way to here, but since you probably don't have that kind of time [because my motto seems to be "to make a short story long..."] let me try to sum up.

Girl works at boy's favorite restaurant years ago [we're talkin' like, at least four] and every time he comes in they flirt. Just a little. Eventually, boy figures out a [semi]smooth way to give girl his number, and they start chatting. A lot. Boy starts spending lots of money on food, and girl starts spending lots of time still at work after her shifts. They get pretty close, but girl is distracted, and boy is distracted, and nothing really happens. They stop talking. Later, boy checks in on girls blog. She's feeling rather pathetic at the moment so he emails her to make sure she's okay. They email a lot. Unfortunately, now they live in different states. They're sad. But wait. Boy is genius. He get's a crazy idea and takes a risk. Boy asks girl to go on "The Ultimate Road Trip" with him. He wants to pick her up from Utah, and drive all the way to Seattle, stay for a week, and drive all the way back. Girl falls off her chair when she gets his email, then jumps up and does several happy dances. She says yes. They start a countdown, and on day zero, sure enough, boy pulls up outside her house in a HUGE black truck. They spend a magical week in Seattle and at the end of the week, they're hooked. They spend three stupid days apart and that's enough for them. Girl flies to Arizona to be with boy. And the rest, you'll just have to read for yourself!
 
Our blog focuses on appreciating the little, every day things that make up loving someone. There will be stories, there will be the occasional flaunting of an excellent outfit [because girl thinks boy is the bomb diggidy-est dresser around], I may occasionally even share a recipe we enjoyed but more than anything, you can count on The 26 Percent being a constant reminder that there is enough love in the world to go around.

This is just how we see it.