If I had a checklist

I always thought you'd like fish. It either means you'll enjoy taking our children camping or you'll have cosmopolitan taste in restaurants.

And I've given up the six pack abs clause, but I'm expecting to practice the dirty dancing lift every time we go swimming.

We'll argue about global warming and couples Halloween costumes and our children's names.

The thought of taking engagement pictures and then sending said pictures to people we barely know won't make me cringe.

It'd also be great if you're left-handed.

I want a similar agreement to the one they made in From the Hip--I want you to wake me up, but you can't be an overly chipper morning person.

But I think I'll know you're the one when you agree to spend an entire vacation at The Grand Canyon pretending we've time traveled from the 1970s. This is a very extensive dream: we will thrift all of our clothing, refrain from modern slang, and only listen to music that predates the Walkman (preferably on cassette tapes). All the while pretending to be flabbergasted by everyone's gadgets.

These pictures are from my grandparent's honeymoon at The Grand Canyon in the 1950s, but I think they serve as perfect inspiration for this future trip. And I just love how glamorous my grandma is in these shots.