Our First Date

So, here I am, finding times to talk to this fun guy I just met. Wishing that he would ask me out. Then one night, there is a knock at the door. When we open it, there are flowers and a note. Each of the flowers had one of my roommates names on it, including one for me. Surprisingly enough, I don't remember what kind of flower I got. At the time, I thought I was going to be a vet, but that's a different story.

Anyway, the note said that we should all be ready for our dates on Homecoming night. I believe Homecoming was the next weekend, but I don't remember for sure.

The night of homecoming comes and my little apartment is a buzz with excitement. Finally the boys get there and they each have a flower that matches their date's flower. I must say, I was hoping that Brent was my date, but I didn't know for sure. He walks in and sure enough, his flower was the same as mine. Yipee!

Here's a really yucky picture of our first date. It's the only one I can find right now. We are in the midst of construction downstairs so I can't get to the other pictures.

We went to the dance and had a wonderful time. I remember at one point holding hands because we were in a big crowd. It was like sparks flying everywhere. At least to me. I was hooked!

Later on that evening, the group went up Logan Canyon and built a fire. We had a wonderful date! And, we've pretty much been together ever since. That was 12 years ago on October 13th. Oh, and I forgot, the date was Friday the 13th. I guess sometimes good things happen on Friday the 13th.

Stay tuned...for the dating years!