Today is our six year anniversary. How did we meet? I'm glad you asked...
Once upon a time I was working for the University Housing program. It was to be my third year working there and I was taking over a program within Housing that was really struggling. I came up with a plan to completely rebuild the program and was asked to present the plan to the entire housing staff (100+ employees plus supervisors), including all of the first year staff members at the staff training during the first week of August. Unfortunately, the presentation I gave was not as clear as it should of been, especially to new staff who were unfamiliar with the program's history. So one of the new staff members began asking questions and ending up grilling me, pointing out things I hadn't thought of or poking holes in my master plan. Between the grilling and his incredibly good looks, I didn't do so well. Finally a supervisor stepped in, giving me a chance to go home and figure out more details.
In his defense, he meant no insult. He is brilliant and his mind makes observations and connections and can think things through far before others have even realized the problem.
So the story continues.
The next day, I was helping to host an activity and realized at the last minute that the sound equipment we had rented wasn't working. So we scrambled to collect stereos from staff members that we could use instead. We ended up borrowing equipment from the same employee that had grilled me the day before. My co-worker and best friend (who happened to have a huge crush on him) insisted that we take him out for ice cream as a thank you. (side story, when we went to pick him up, he caught him going from the shower to his room in only a towel. as much as we whipped around and tried not to drool, did I mention he is really good looking?)
So we went out for ice cream and during the conversation, we started to talk about rock climbing. Realizing it was an interest we shared, he invited me to go. Despite the grilling he had given me, the fact that my best friend liked him (she quickly realized he was interested in me and encouraged him) and that I was semi-involved with someone else (he was serving a mission for the LDS church at the time), I decided to go.
We met up with two of his friends to go rock climbing and had a blast. It was casual and fun, he was patient and a good coach. So we had a great time but then had to hurry home so he wouldn't be late for a date with another girl that night. (I know!)
Once school started, I was seeing him almost everyday for work or to just hang out and soon we went on an official date. We went to Cafe Sabor for tasty mexican food and watched a movie (holding hands for the first time!) He didn't kiss me for nearly three months, always being a perfect gentleman and quickly becoming one of my best friends. (our first kiss was during a long walk around campus, holding hands and talking and finally stopping to stand on the University's "A" monument--a significant tradition for students and alumni). Soon I wrote my missionary and told him I was dating someone else.
He invited me home for Thanksgiving, at first because I wasn't going to be able to go home but then because we wanted to be together. (That was the weekend we knew we were dating exclusively.) And then he met my family over Christmas. We continued dating and spent a lot of time rock climbing or snowboarding, watching movies, going for long walks or studying together. (he studied a lot more than I did).
By the end of April, we were officially engaged. We had an 8 week engagement of whirlwind wedding plans and then a blissful wedding day and are now living happily ever after. (more or less) :)
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