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  We met on December 4th, 2002. After 5 months of persistence from a mutual friend, we agreed to a blind date. We were instantly attracted to each other, (well look at him, can you blame me?) but after one look at his tricked out car, I assumed he was just another one of "those" types, I was sorely mistaken! It was a typical first date, dinner and a movie, but what made it memorable was the end. Anyone who's ever been on a first date knows how awkward the doorstep scene can be but Russ was a pro, He walked me to the door, told me he'd had a great time and gave me a hug. This wasn't just any hug however, he wrapped his arms around me, picked me up and swung me around, put me back down, said "I'll call you" and was gone. I was smitten... skeptical, but smitten nonetheless.

  As promised he called me, the very next day even. By two weeks we were in love, by six weeks, we had decided on marriage, and started ring shopping and all of the other fun things couples do when planning a wedding. He proposed on my birthday, February 28th, 2003.

  We were married in the Mt. Timpanogos Temple on May 29th, 2003, it was a perfect day!
  
  We honeymooned on a cruise in the Western Carribean for seven days, we visited Belize, Isla Roatan (where I passed out from heat exhaustion), Grand Cayman and Cozumel. It was a dream honeymoon before settling into the realities of life.

  We started our life together living in a cheap apartment in Millcreek Utah, it wasn't much, but it still makes me nostalgic thinking about it. Just before our first anniversary, we bought our first home in Sandy and started making memories there. I'll save what happened next for the next post.

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