Five Years

Last weekend was the 5-year anniversary of my first date with Steve. Steve earned points on the first date by not doing the regular old 'dinner and a movie' thing. He took me out on a drive through Provo canyon to see the autumn leaves. While we were driving, there was some little creature--a squirrel or a chipmunk or something--and Steve said, "Don't worry. The only wild animal you have to worry about is me." He meant it to be funny, and to break the ice a little bit, but it didn't work out so well. I just didn't know him well enough to know how funny he is.
After the drive, we went to Red Lobster. I scored points with Steve by ordering a Guinness, and by answering correctly the following questions: Do you like football? (Yes.) What's your team? (Broncos is my #1 and 49ers is my #2.)
Steve kissed me at the doorstep when he dropped me off, and this was my last first kiss.

The last 5 years with Steve have been amazing. He is so easy to love, and I love him more and more as time goes on.

My sister, Chelsee, was willing to take some pictures of us together for our anniversary, and they turned out really well. She is becoming a great photographer.