How long did you date?
Dad and I met in 1975 the summer after I graduated from High School. The first time I saw him was at Camp Pine top. He was tall and good looking. We were there on a Young Adult service project. We were cleaning the area up in preparation for Girls camp. He kept tossing the ball up and down and saying, “Lets play football (sounds like L.)” and were is the food. When all the young adult representatives (I was one) met at the truck he showed up.
Low and behold he was the Rep. for the ward next to mine, in my ward building. During the rest of the summer and the winter Dad and I were the young adult representatives for all three wards in our building. We worked together on a weekly bases and sometimes more. We had a lot of fun together but we didn’t officially date most of that year. When he found out around Valentine’s day that my birthday that I had turned 19 years old, he gave me a flower and a box of chocolates. I thought it was pretty great. I had quite the cruch on him.Our first real date was after he moved to Provo, UT and came back. All together we had about 5 official dates before we got engaged. But those dates were spread over August 1976 to March 12, 1977.
Who said I love you first?
I made Dad say it first. When get got engaged on March 12, 1977 he took me up to Sqaw Peak. He prepared a wonderful picnic lunch. I was completely clueless, I had no idea that he had alternative plans. For desert he gave me a little package tied up with a (fairly) neat bow. When I opened it, it was a plaque with a picture of a cute little puppy on the front and it said something about being friends. I said “thanks.” He said “turn it over.” When I flipped it over the card on the back flipped over and on it was written, “Well you marry me. PS I love you.”
I was completely shocked. I just sat there. We had never talked about marriage before. Dad had never said he loved me. I thought that, that would be a requirement before you were engaged. So after awhile I started talked. Everytime I started to say Yes I just couldn’t say it. I made him sit there for 4 hours in all. Finally I said, “Okay, if you want me to answer you, you are going to have to ask it in person. Finally he said, “well you marry me.” After the 4 hours I had made him sit there suffering I said, “Yes” and gave him a big hug. He then, for the first time, said “I love you.” About drove him crazy and he married me anyway.
How long have you been married?31 years
Who eats more sweets?
He does of course. Who else.
How old is he?
He is 53 and will be 54 in a couple of days. I am still a child at 51.
Who is taller?
He is a guy isn’t he, he is taller. But when I wear tall heels we are about the same.
Who is smarter?
He has always thought he was.
Who can sing better?
I do better most of the time. I pretty well shot my voice but I can still sing in a choir. Dad though is trying more. Just before we took our summer break in choir he joined (thanks LLcool for the help).
Who does the laundry?
I do. I happen to like whites to be white.
Who pays the bills?
I do. He use to and it was a mess. Not that I do a lot better, but I try harder.
Who sleeps on the right side of the bed?
Depends on which right. The right when you are laying in bed and looking at the foot of the bed, in that case Dad does. If you are standing at the foot of the bed looking at the pillows, then I sleep on the right side of the bed. Kind of funny but we always choose the same side.
Who mows the lawn?
When we got our new place we got a riding mower, with a little canopy on the top. Dad just loves coming home from work in the summer and getting a nice cold Diet Coke and hop on his riding mower and toowl around the yard. He does a really great job. He then waters all the trees that he planted and even waters my tomatos and herbs.
Who cooks dinner?
Mostly I do, but he does help out at times.
Who drives?
I love to drive. But, when he is in the car I have found that if I want to save our marriage I let him drive. He is a terrible back seat driver and really drives me crazy with all the complaints. It is just easier to let him drive.
Who is more stubborn?
Definitely he is.
Who kissed who first?
Dad, and suprized we with it too. In fact, although he is not the only guy I kissed, he is the first one that ever kissed me.
Who asked who out?
He asked me out.
Who proposed?
See above.
Who has more siblings?
There are 6 of us in my family (2 boys and 4 girls). Dad has 7 in his family—although in heaven it will be 8, his oldest brother died at birth.
Who wears the pants?
He will always believe that he does. Who else ;-)
3 comments:
That is really cute mom. I like the stories. I have a couple more tags that will probably come up in time. They are fun I think. I am so glad that you did it. It is fun when people get more envolved in this stuff. I enjoy seeing what you are doing through out the week.
Keep goin at it. Love you
This was so fun to read. I cannot believe you made him wait 4 HOURS though. I think J would've left me up there all by myself. See what patience he has? Obviously he didn't get that quality from either one of you.
Dad had a rough time of it. He was just wishing that I would have said No so that he could ask his other girl friend. But, it all turned out good and I was finally able to anwer him. Grandpa H. was a bit disappointed though. I was the first one getting married and he didn't get a chance to give Dad a hard time. Dad asked him (told him about it) over the phone so Grandpa took it easy on him. Grandpa had wished that he could have done it in person, then he really could have had fun with it and made him sweat.
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