Its been three years this month...
since I met my best friend.
DEVIN
ALAN
FLETCHER
(the above mostly drawn on mustache was a joke for labor day)
We are awesome and met in a Preparation for Celestial Marriage class.
We both were there because we were dying to get married as soon as possible and were ready to tackle the first person who approached us and asked on a date.
PSYCH!
(when's the last time someone said psych?)
For serious though, we were both there because of completely random situations.
You might even say that it was meant to be.
My dear friend Sean Larson was about to leave me friendless as he embarked on his mission to Australia, so I was looking for someone new to hang out with. At the time I was going through a phase where I changed my friends as often as I changed my underwear. So when I remembered that tall kid who I saw at institute wearing a Get Up Kids shirt...I thought it was time our fates collided. Turns out, he was Devin's best friend.
(a million times thanks! and as you said at our wedding...be careful who you introduce your friends too.)
Dear Darson introduced us.
After introductions we talked some music, I gave him a CD to listen to, and he gave me a new middle name.
One John Vanderslice concert later it became very apparent to me that I kinda liked this kid.
We held hands about a month later while watching "Walk the Line" at the movies. The next day he kissed me before I left on vacation to Florida with the fam.
Every night I was gone I would walk outside of the house we were staying in that had bad reception to talk to his friend Courtney trying to figure out if I was sure I liked him. You see anytime a boy liked me back I immediately figured something must be wrong with him. I was coming home that Saturday so I had to make a quick decision on whether I was okay with this whole thing. She told me that the whole time I was gone he kept singing these lyrics...
"And yeah if only it was Saturday Saturday,
things would be better in every way every way,
And I would be okay."
...from a Rocket Summer song
As well as these modified lyrics...
"Come back to me from Florida
All of us here in Arizona
Are starved for your attention
We're starved for your attention"
...from a Copeland song
That sealed the deal for a while.
But a short time later we broke up. You see our feelings are like this picture...
He was all for it, but I was hesitant.
So when I told him I wasn't sure I was ready to be exclusive we broke up.
That lasted a whole five days.
After showing him true devotion by going to an Aquabats concert with him we were back together.
By late December I was in love. On New Years I asked him what he thought about getting married since I couldn't imagine being with anyone else and the first Sunday in February we fasted about it and decided to go for it.
He proposed in March. He thought he was pretty sneaky but I knew the whole time.
(hence the painted nails)
Since then we got married and now we are just two stupid kids in love.
He still makes me mix CDs.
He still says I love you at least a million times a day.
He still can make me laugh harder than anyone else can.
He still randomly puts on 50s music and slow dances with me in the kitchen.
He still likes me love handles and all.
and He still gives me that look that tells me that I'm the only one for him.
So for me October 26, 2005 was a pretty good day.
DEVIN
ALAN
FLETCHER
(the above mostly drawn on mustache was a joke for labor day)We are awesome and met in a Preparation for Celestial Marriage class.
We both were there because we were dying to get married as soon as possible and were ready to tackle the first person who approached us and asked on a date.
PSYCH!
(when's the last time someone said psych?)
For serious though, we were both there because of completely random situations.
You might even say that it was meant to be.
My dear friend Sean Larson was about to leave me friendless as he embarked on his mission to Australia, so I was looking for someone new to hang out with. At the time I was going through a phase where I changed my friends as often as I changed my underwear. So when I remembered that tall kid who I saw at institute wearing a Get Up Kids shirt...I thought it was time our fates collided. Turns out, he was Devin's best friend.
(a million times thanks! and as you said at our wedding...be careful who you introduce your friends too.)
Dear Darson introduced us.
After introductions we talked some music, I gave him a CD to listen to, and he gave me a new middle name.
One John Vanderslice concert later it became very apparent to me that I kinda liked this kid.
We held hands about a month later while watching "Walk the Line" at the movies. The next day he kissed me before I left on vacation to Florida with the fam.
Every night I was gone I would walk outside of the house we were staying in that had bad reception to talk to his friend Courtney trying to figure out if I was sure I liked him. You see anytime a boy liked me back I immediately figured something must be wrong with him. I was coming home that Saturday so I had to make a quick decision on whether I was okay with this whole thing. She told me that the whole time I was gone he kept singing these lyrics...
"And yeah if only it was Saturday Saturday,
things would be better in every way every way,
And I would be okay."
...from a Rocket Summer song
As well as these modified lyrics...
"Come back to me from Florida
All of us here in Arizona
Are starved for your attention
We're starved for your attention"
...from a Copeland song
That sealed the deal for a while.
But a short time later we broke up. You see our feelings are like this picture...
He was all for it, but I was hesitant.
So when I told him I wasn't sure I was ready to be exclusive we broke up.
That lasted a whole five days.
After showing him true devotion by going to an Aquabats concert with him we were back together.
By late December I was in love. On New Years I asked him what he thought about getting married since I couldn't imagine being with anyone else and the first Sunday in February we fasted about it and decided to go for it.
He proposed in March. He thought he was pretty sneaky but I knew the whole time.
(hence the painted nails)
Since then we got married and now we are just two stupid kids in love.
He still makes me mix CDs.
He still says I love you at least a million times a day.
He still can make me laugh harder than anyone else can.
He still randomly puts on 50s music and slow dances with me in the kitchen.
He still likes me love handles and all.
and He still gives me that look that tells me that I'm the only one for him.
So for me October 26, 2005 was a pretty good day.
