Happiness

Our Love Story: Part III, Our first date. Josh knew that the ball was in his court. I had come over to his apartment, alone, and talked to him. He knew that I would not make another move, without him showing at least some interest. So, he made the decision to come and ask me on a date. A problem occurred when another guy was in my apartment- Dan- playing scrabble with me, when he wanted to ask me out. I saw him walk by the window. "Yay! Please come in! Please!" He kept walking. Then he turned around and came in. Dan and I continued playing and we talked a while. Josh brought up the date subject nonchalantly "So...a bunch of us are going to see a comedy troupe tomorrow night. Do you guys want to come?" I looked at Dan and said "Yes! That would be great!" or something to that effect (Dan and I were at the seeing other people stage of our relationship.) Dan said "Nope. That's okay." He knew I was interested. Then, Dan and Josh started talki...

Josh knew that the ball was in his court. I had come over to his apartment, alone, and talked to him. He knew that I would not make another move, without him showing at least some interest. So, he made the decision to come and ask me on a date. A problem occurred when another guy was in my apartment- Dan- playing scrabble with me, when he wanted to ask me out. I saw him walk by the window. "Yay! Please come in! Please!" He kept walking. Then he turned around and came in. Dan and I continued playing and we talked a while. Josh brought up the date subject nonchalantly "So...a bunch of us are going to see a comedy troupe tommorrow night. Do you guys want to come?" I looked at Dan and said "Yes! That would be great!" or something to that effect (Dan and I were at the seeing other people stage of our relationship.) Dan said "Nope. That's okay." He knew I was interested. Then, Dan and Josh started talking and both got up and left and went to Dan...

Our Love Story, Part II: Later that night Later that night my buddy and I were going over the ward directory, aka meat market, that contained a picture of each person in the ward. I would tell my friend whether I was interested in the person, or not, and why. I don't even remember what I said about Josh. His picture was kind of fuzzy. Finishing this activity, and looking for some other fun, we headed over to apt. 11, where some friends were playing cards. Little did I know that it was Josh's apartment! I was watching the card game, not playing- I don't know why- and in came Josh- laughing and joking. I was surprised and happy and eagerly jumped into the joking. He made fun of my red hair. What red hair I said? This, the hair I tried to dye blonde, but chickened out at the last minute, making it a bronze-yellow dirt like hue. He quickly found out I had served a mission in Spain and that dispelled his fear of "red-heads". We talked for a while- him standing, me sitt...

We met, officially, on Sunday, February 4th, 2000- less than a week after I had gone to the temple. We know what day we met because while we were dating we had a conversation where we talked about exactly when we met and we figured out it was the fourth. The fourth of February. Ever since then we recognize that day as when it all started. And this is how it all began. I was living in an apartment complex called bi-centennial, apt. #16, near BYU campus in Provo, Utah. Josh was also living there, in apartment #11- practically three doors away from me. My roommate Annette went around the apartment complex, inviting everyone to a surprise birthday party for her friend- who none of us really knew. I still have a picture from that day of all of us, although I don't think Josh was in it and if I ever get a scanner, I will scan that picture into this blog. Josh claims he came for the free food. He loves to use that line. I was in the kitchen, eating that free food. I saw him and casually ...