I was bored that night and had two guy friends (one from my apartment complex) that stopped by and asked if I wanted to go to the church institute dance with them at ASU. I'd been a few times. They weren't anything super exciting, but it was something to do. As soon as we walked in, they told me they were going to go "mingle", which apparently meant, "You're not invited to follow or we won't meet any chicks." So, there I stood, pissed off and alone. There was a cute eighteen year old kid getting ready to leave on his mission that struck up a conversation with me. But here I am, at twenty one thinking, "Yeah, this isn't gonna go anywhere." After a bit, this kid Don walks in. Hallelujah! Someone I know. I met him at a party a few weeks earlier so I called out his name and he came over. Of course he didn't remember my name, but whatever. There was this hot guy with him when he walked in-who promptly walked elsewhere before even heading my way with Don. I was thinking, "Wait! I called Don over here partly because I wanted to meet you, hot mystery guy." Don and I talked for awhile and a bit later, mystery guy walks over, plops himself directly in front of me, put out his hand, and introduced himself. I might have heard bells or angels singing. I can't quite remember. But I was gone. Yes people, I believe in love at first sight because it happened to me. He later told me that he thought I was this cute punker chick. I was ranting about how much guys sucked because my friends had ditched me. And I was also sick of guys not committing. The song "Faithfully" by Journey began to play and I mentioned how much I loved the song. My prince told me later he was going to ask me to dance, but Don asked first. After the dance was over, a bunch of the kids I had previously met at aforementioned party were getting together at this girl, Cami's house. They invited me, so of course I said yes. My "friends" actually seemed annoyed that I wasn't going home with them when I found them to tell them. I was like, "Really? You're kidding right? I haven't seen you once tonight." So we get to Cami's and we're waiting for everyone to show up. I'm standing in the back of this guy, Russ' truck when we're finally ready to go in. B offered me a piggy back. We decided to watch "Dumb and Dumber" and B sat on the couch. I was going to sit next to him, but Cami plops down next to him and blocks off the rest of the couch. Threatened much? So, I opted for leaning on his legs on the floor instead. I untied his shoes-an obvious sign that I liked him. I kept finding conversation hearts in a dish on the table with notes. Doofus didn't even read them. He didn't get the clue. The way Cami was dominating his attention, I assumed they were together. That wasn't going to stop me from flirting though. This guy Mark offered to massage my shoulders during the movie-I must've been complaining. B told me later that he was so jealous. Ha! Later, when Don was going to take B home, I got a ride too. By the time we got to my apartment, this guy still hadn't asked for my number. So as I'm leaving the backseat I give him my pager number. Yes, I did say pager. He called the next evening and asked if I wanted to hang out that night. Unfortunately, I already had a date to a hockey game with a guy that I didn't like, but didn't want to be a jerk and cancel. Instead, we talked on the phone for three hours on Superbowl Sunday the next night. We set a date for Tuesday afternoon to hang out at the giant new-ish mall. We talked for like another two hours and even though it was time for him to go to his night class, he asked if I wanted to see "Titanic" instead. He didn't kiss me that night, which I actually thought was awesome. But he left the next day to go to Idaho and Utah for a buddy's wedding and to visit his dad. He was going to be gone for ten days. I have read him my journal from during that time. It already felt like we were dating, and I literally wrote that I thought he was really "the one". He came home a day early-just so he could see me. He called as soon as he drove in and we went out with the same friends that night for a bonfire. We got told to leave at the first place because it was on an Indian Res. We moved to the lake, but he and I never ended up getting out of his truck. We sat there for three hours talking again. It was amazing. Finally though, I had to take matters into my own hands and kiss him. I think even he was a goner after that. Four months to the day later, we were married in the Bountiful Utah temple. God definitely made sure we were both in the right place at the right time. And they lived happily ever after...
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