The Engagement: Jennifer’s Point of View

The engagement day story dawns bright and early with me, excited because Aaron is getting back from a long trip working (he traveled, working with Andy Golden on mall fixture repairs), and finally getting to see him after him being away for a while.

The dawn is warm, and nice, being that it’s June it’s not brutally hot yet and I think I went to the gym and worked out, after talking to Aaron about when he was going to be home. “Should be mid afternoon,” he said. “It’s only about 2 hours away from home.” Great! I thought to myself….

“Night of Nights” or “When Aaron ran Away”

I had, at this moment in time, standing in the multi purpose room at IHOP waiting to graduate, been building up this night in my head for five months.
Tonight, was my first date with Aaron. WELL, first I had to graduate.

A Forgotton Night and a Short Walk

The evening that Jennifer doesn’t remember because of the drugs (see previous post) was a lot of fun. We broke our rules because of the circumstances and went with a group to Town Center. We all ate at T. G. I. Friday’s where our friend Teressa tied straw sleeves to her hair and went to Barns & Noble and marveled at the some stuff in the Guinness Book of World Records and watched Napoleon Dynamite.

The Gross Misadventures of Jennifer’s Colon

Now, to tell this story, I have to use the word rectum. Because it’s a gross word, I am going to use a pretty word. I am going to use “hacienda.”

So, one day, after months of stress, bad food, and too much of Teressa’s mom’s chocolate oreo cheesecake, my digestive system took umbrage. Serious umbrage.

The Beginning and the baseball game

Then, the crush hit. I had never met a guy so entertaining, so Godly, such a kind leader. Now, I am not talking about some cute little girl thing that kind of bloomed into deeper interest. I am talking, I knew, in my heart, almost instantly (though on a very very subliminal level) that THIS GUY was the guy I was going to marry.

Where it all began (For me, that is: Aaron)

When Jennifer and I met I was a leader in the internship. My first memory of seeing her was the orientation that she mentioned. I was sitting in the back of the room with Josh Hawkins when, as she mentioned, she and Brianna walked in. Leaned over to Josh and asked if he knew who they were. He said that he had picked them up at the airport and that one was Jennifer and the other Brianna but he couldn’t remember which was which. I remember admiring that they both had very short hair.

Where it all began (For me).

There are times in my life that I can’t figure out. I have no idea what selection of events had to fall into place at just the right time to bring things to pass. How I met, won and continue to keep my husband is right at the top of the list of “things that I have no idea how they happened.” To kick off our story, I am going to give you the beginning of mine.