Thursday, October 9, 2008

I've been tagged

First of all, let me say that my side-bar kind of bothers me.  It tells me when people have a new post, but if you posted something in between the last time I looked and your new post, it only shows me the most recent.  I hate feeling like I am being left out of something!

Okay, I have been tagged.  If you can't tell, I can't simply write the short and concise answer.  I must tell an ENTIRE story.  Here it goes:

1. Where did you first meet your husband?
I had just moved into a new apartment in Provo.  I was grilling outside and 2 guys (the other was Dallin) came to visit the girls who lived in the apartment across from me.  Doug noticed that there was a girl grilling and thought that was pretty cool, so he made the apartment of girls come and meet their new neighbors and he tagged along.

2. What was the first thing you said to your husband?
Probably, "Do you want some chicken?"  I don't know.  Maybe, "Hi, nice to meet you."

3. Where was your first date?
I am not quite sure what qualifies as a date.  The night we met, our apartment and our new friends from across the way went to the drive-in movie with Doug and Dallin.  I doubt I would call that a date, but I did sit in the back seat of Doug's car.  My parents had just moved to Utah, so every weekend, I went to see them.  Evidently (I was unaware), but Doug called my apartment every weekend right after I left to ask me on a date (my roommates never told me that part).  After 4 weekends, he decided he would try ONE last time.  I had my bag on my shoulder and was headed out the door to see my parents and there was a knock on the door.  It was Doug and Dallin asking us to go camping with them.  So my roommates and I went.  I still don't think that's a date.  When we got back from camping, Doug and I went together to go get our cars washed and he asked me if I wanted to go spelunking (caving).  I didn't know it was going to be a date, or even what spelunking was.  The way he said it was, "Some of my friends and I are going spelunking tonight, do you want to come?"  So I invited my friend and roommate Vickie, who turned me down insisting this was a date.  After I finally convinced her, I discovered it was a date and told her she had to stay home.  We went to dinner and then spelunking.  Doug thought I was too independent for him though.  I wouldn't be helped through a cave my a bunch of boys - I used to rock climb for goodness sake!

4. Where was your first kiss?
We were camping again with my roommates and Doug and Dallin.  I have some great pictures from that trip.  Everyone was kind of up on this rock looking at the stars and one by one everyone started heading to bed.  It ended up being me and Doug.  He asked me something about my "personal bubble" and  then asked how my personal bubble would feel if he did "this" and he kissed me.  My personal bubble was okay with that.  We call it our kissing rock.  We went back to camp in the same spot once after we were married and they had turned it into a parking lot.  The rock was still there though, so we took a picture.

5. Did you have a long or short engagement/courtship?
We met in May and got unofficially engaged in August (Doug wanted me committed before he headed off the Disney World with his family while I stayed behind for my best friend's wedding).  We got officially engaged in September and were married in November.  So, if you are mormon, that is a normal engagement - others may not agree.

6. Where did you get engaged?
Unofficially in the spot where we very first camped with my roommates and Dallin.
Officially, well, I am a terrible person - let me start with that.  Doug was taking entirely too long asking me officially to marry him and I am not a very patient person.  So Doug was trying to plan this whole big thing and I was being a jerk.  We went to make-out point in Provo (keep reading, this has nothing to do with making out) and hiked a little ways until we could see the sunset.  There, during the sunset, Doug asked me to marry him.  Funny story though: Doug knew I wore my CTR ring on my left ring finger - that is the only way he knew which finger a wedding ring goes on.  Well, I saw a big bulging box in his pocket and moved the ring to make my finger available for the new and better ring.  He started to take my CTR ring off to put the engagement ring on and I said, "No, THIS finger!"

7. Where did you get married?
Bountiful, Utah temple - November 18, 2000.

8. How did the reception go?
The first one: Stressful.  I did my own flowers and we had homemade cake.  Doug insisted we hide the car and wanted me to follow him to bring him back to the reception.  I lost him and ended up going to the reception without him.  He showed up a while later, late for the reception and all sweaty.  My brother and cousin drove around until they found the car anyway and decorated it.  Our second reception was great.  Doug's mom worked so hard on it while we were off honeymooning and it was beautiful - except the part where Greg, Doug's brother, ate a goldfish for $5.  Oh, and I cut the cake with Doug's sister because Doug was nowhere to be found.

9. How was the honeymoon?
Relaxing.  We got married over Thanksgiving break and just went to Park City and stayed in a hotel.  At one point I did have cranberry juice go up my nose, but that was about the most exciting part of it.  We then went back to our little house and had Thanksgiving dinner all by ourselves.  Then school started again and ruined everything...

I tag Emily, Paulette, Amy - yes YOU, Amy (her story is great, it has to do with monkeys), Abby, Mel, Chelan, Naomi, and Mom. 

4 comments:

Sandi said...

What is it about Doug showing up without out you, late, and then not being there to cut the cake at the receptions?! Hahaha! Cute story Erin! Thanks for playing tag.

Abby said...

Abby, like ME-Abby? I feel loved.

The Boehme Family said...

Yes, like YOU Abby. Actually, I love your story about your handsome husband and his glasses.

Amy said...

You need an actual feed reader. Then you can keep track of all the unread posts :)