This should have been posted 2 days ago

It wasn't the BYU-I issued clothing (if you seen it or worn it, I'm sure you're shocked!) that drew my attention to the brown-eyed boy in my basketball class 7 1/2 years ago. It wasn't his dark auburn hair, or even his Nike shoes (and if you know me, you know that Nike is a pretty big deal). Instead, it was his reverse lay-up thing. I say "thing" because it wasn't normal. It was under the basket, between 3 defenders, & eyes closed, and still the ball went through the net. I'd never seen anyone so lucky in my life.

And that my friends, is how it all started.

Ace and I were randomly put in the same group for some basketball drills and I had to defend him. He knew how to talk trash, and I liked that...I talked right back.

After a couple of dates, Ace took the big step and asked me to go golfing with him (I may have stretched the truth a little when I told him I golfed). I couldn't help but notice how much he loved that game (how could I not notice? It started pouring rain on hole #7, but we forged right on through to #9). Plus, I don't think he noticed how terrible I was. He asked me out again!

In September 2002, we made our way to Temple Square where he asked me to marry him. We were married in the Idaho Falls Temple on Dec. 27, 2002 (If you're doing the math, yes, the entire process--meeting, dating, courting, engagement, marriage--all in 6 months).

Seven years and 3 children later, I'm pretty sure I'm the lucky one.