On January 3rd 1992

I married the most handsome man I know.

Here is how the story goes.

Just after most of my friends graduated from HS and started college. My best friend and I started institute, it was a turn around from me though NOT a full 180. In April of 1991 My best friend and I were at the TUTE to watch the Jazz in the playoffs the Tute made a big thing out of it. So being the BIG Bball fans that we were, we ended up playing Chess (badly) in the Lobby. In walks My BF"s 2 brothers one that is much younger and quite frankly a pain in the neck and the other My Randy. He helped me with Chess and her other brother helped her. We later found out that he had seen me a long time before that and I had talked to him when he was in the NAVY but never had really seen or talked to each other face to face. He had just come home from the NAVY that day. My BF was helping me get back into the church swing of things and Sunday when she came to pick me up for the singles ward she was in a little red ford escort with once again her older brother. He asked me out for that Wednesday and I don't think after that night we spent more than 2 days without talking to each other. about 6 months went by and we would find out selves talking about family and how many WE would have and WHEN WE were married and I guess my mom had about enough of us talking like that because she told us that we needed to make a decision. So the next time the subject came up of when we were married and when we had kids, I told him that the next time it happened I would take it as a proposal. It took him 2 days and he was at it again on our way back to my house from his work. So I turned to him and ask him " So is this a proposal" and his reponse was " I guess so, but if we are going to do this we are doing it right." See his mother had taught him that if you were going to get married you were going to do it in the temple. This was in July and we told his sister when she got home from Mexico.

( our engagement pic)

It was a hard road but we did what was needed( including getting a license (ME) and a GED (again me)). It took us about 6 more months between the repentance problems and the planning(2 mothers in college to work around), but finally On January 3rd 1992 we were sealed in the Logan UT temple for all eternity.

I swear we were happy for the first 3 years of our marriage we got to know each other and were friends Randy always worried about me and when I did dumb things he was there for me. He told me once not to go out on New Years after 1 pm, but I did anyway to take a friend home and I got clipped by a Tbird going too fast and the driver was drunk. Then there was the time that I was into that stupid role playing thing and well it got me in trouble cause the guy was just a little too into me. I had him over and boy did he have a fit turns out the reason I was so sick was that I was pg with our first child.

(this is the pg pic, the shirt was my mom's and I now own it. This pic was taken in 1994).

I can't say our life together has been easy but I don't think I could change it. I found after 10 years that my husband not only believed in love at first site but that he has loved me from th moment he met me, (ok so he is slow to the punch) we fight we yell we even go to bed mad but there is not a day when I don't talk to my best friend or at least wonder how he is doing and I just wonder what more I will find out in the next 5 years. You know those years where we will deal with Teenagers and graduations. I can't believe that not only am I old enough to be the mother of a teenager but also that I have been with the same man for as long as I have and that I still care so much about him and what he thinks of me. Love you Randy.