Our Story

So for all of you who want to know or have wondered how in the heck we got together here is the gist of it.

We both went to T.H. Bell Jr. High, not sure when the exact date of our first meeting was because we were never really more than casual aquaintances. All that I really remember of him is that he was really shy and really really blonde. When it came for us to go to high school I went to Fremont and he went to Bonneville. We lost all contact with each other up until early October of 2009.

During that time I was doing my own thing and he went and joined the US Marine Corps. If he wants to blog about that I'll let him do it cause he can tell it a ton better than I will ever be able to. Anywho, I was dinking around on my Facebook page when I recieved a friend's request from him. I remembered that I went to jr high with him and accepted it, but never did anything about it until one day he messaged me on the IM. We talked for a bit catching up and all, when he tells me that he is on leave for a couple of weeks since he came back from a deployment in Afganistan (he'll have to tell you about that). He then asks me if I am doing anything that night and if not if i would like to hang out. Not going to lie, my first initial reaction to this is ummmmmmm........no, but I don't tell him that and I politely tell him I have already made plans and that I couldn't back out of them. He says its ok but to let him know when I was free. This goes on for the rest of his leave....yes, it's true, I blew him off, many times.

In the end he tells me that he is now back down in Yuma, AZ where he is stationed at the MCAS (Marine Corp Air Station). Being the blonde that I am I ask why he is down there completely forgetting that he told me he was a Marine. We then get into a very good conversation where right in the middle he tells me he has to go but would like my number so we could keep chatting (before this I always got out of giving it to him). I give it to him and we keep chatting. At the same time I'm talking to a really good friend who lives in Tempe and she tells me that if I find the money to get down there she will let me crash with her. I tell Scott this and he is really excited about it, but then preceeds to tell me he is going to North Carolina for advanced training. Eventually it came down to possibly not seeing him till he comes back in four months but there was a silver lining, I say that because Yuma is approximatley 5 hours from Las Vegas, where I had a four hour layover between buses (my transportation to Tempe). He then decided to come keep me company.

That's where it really started. So I guess you can say that we fell in love in Las Vegas, but in all reality I don't know when I fell in love with him. Anyways, we decide to have more time together that he will drive me the rest of the way to Tempe and, I guess you can say that the rest is history. To sum it all up cause this is an incredibly long post we talked when he flew out to NC and he came back for Christmas where he asked my dad for permission to marry me and purposed on Christmas Eve.

Like I said before I'll let him fill in the blanks if he wants to.