Friday, May 17, 2013

A Love Story

Since the day I met The D, I always knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.  Forever and ever, Amen.

Deron took me horseback riding - and I freaked out, promptly vacating the saddle - and he wasn't freaked out.  He met me at the truck and wrapped his big, strong arms around me - and it was all over.  In Love, that moment.  Stick a fork in me, done.  Forever and ever, Amen.

Last summer, we were at his Grandparent's 60th wedding anniversary.  I got all sad because we won't get to be married for 60 years; unless of course, we both live to be like 112 years old.  He, being the romantic gentleman that he is, said that if we couldn't be married for 60 years, he would ask me 60 times.  He proceeded to ask me to marry him, for the 1st time. 

On our 6 year anniversary, we had planned a nice, quiet getaway.  No kids, no dogs, no work, no classes, no nothing, just us.  Well it certainly turned into an adventurous weekend! 

Sunday was marked with our tradition - a MN Wild Hockey Game. 

Awe, aren't we so cute!!

And then the unthinkable happened...



Oh, but don't worry, neither one of us saw this - we were too busy with the drunks behind us who kept falling down and spilling beer on us. 

So, on the way back to our hotel, there was an impromptu stop - at a church... in the middle of the night... in the rain...scary movie stuff!  And it was there that I was asked the most important question of my life

And of course I said yes.