flashback

Spencer and I met in Econ 110. I don't remember meeting him, but he swears he remembers seeing me for the first time. He had some sneaky friends who eventually positioned themselves by me and my friends, and I quickly realized that this newly returned missionary was smart. I needed someone like that. Spencer became my "dating counselor" and I would always ask his advice about this boy I liked in my building. Well, imagine my shock when in the midst of the counseling, he asked me out! I remember how hot my face felt, how low my jaw dropped. I remember that he didn't laugh or scoff or make fun of me in my shocked state.

8 years ago today, Spencer and I went on our first date. I was usually quite a basketcase with first dates (aren't they the worst!?) but going out with Spencer was like going out with a friend. We went to The Pie in Salt Lake, and then to see Warren Miller's extreme skiing show at the Capitol Theater. (I still have the program from that show!)

I had a diamond ring from another boy (on a mission) at that point. I had it with me in my pocket. (So judge me all you want, but just know that that ring came in handy quite a bit at BYU with pushy boys...in fact, some of my friends used it to freak out their moms/friends.) Anyway, Spencer saw some old mission friends and I decided to put it on to see if they would notice. We got a good laugh the next day when he got an email from the friend asking if we were engaged. :)

But back to the story...

Spencer took his parents' Suburban that night because I think he was embarrassed about his car that was nicknamed "Lipstick."

I love remembering that first date because it was so fun and not awkward. Believe me, the awkward points came later. We had plenty of them. But about a year after our first date we were married. That year was emotional and a little crazy but I'm so glad I made that decision! I love how every November 16th I think of our first date, that pesky ring, and some seriously yummy pizza.

More to come...