The One

My lunch time errand companion is usually John Hockenberry from the Take Away on NPR and today he shared a few bitter, and some sweet, love stories. The program had a few  clips of people talking about how they let someone go years ago who they now realize was the one. John ended the segment by asking, "Do you wonder if someone was the one or are you with the one?". My immediate response was "I am with the one!"

We lived exactly 11 miles apart. Both trying to shake from our minds the hazardous memories of previous love-hate relationships. A very perceptive neighbor of Mitch's, and coincidentally my internship director, made a timely connection that led to numbers being exchanged. My instantaneous Facebook stalking led to a premature write off -  “This red blooded Utah fan who's obsessed with baseball and wants to study law cannot be the one”.

Two lessons I had to learn about "The One" in order to make the right decision.

 

No, Mitch wasn't the frugal-spending, Disney-loving, cougar fanatic that I had programmed myself to seek after. And that comparison made me doubt. He was better. For me. After that realization hit, I reeled at the thought of who I may have ended up with. Thank goodness I took that leap to find The One.

NPR story: This Valentine's Day, True Stories of Love, Technology & Missed Connections

Summer Recap

We had a pretty early start to our summer this year with a trip to San Francisco. Although not very warm, it was definitely a nice, relaxing vacation. 

We made a few trips to Boise for various family events. Most of our time there was spent playing with the cats (to Mitch's chagrin) and doing "household projects" aka Mitch doing yard work with my dad and me talking or running errands with my mom nonstop. We also got to see my first little nephew and hang out with my married brother and his wife.

Mitch was on a softball league this summer, playing against law firm teams. As always, it was fun for me mostly because of the other law school wives who came. Unfortunately this is the only picture I ever got to document it. Mitch is practicing his swing (or whatever you call it in baseball terms) before the game starts.

 We went on a few small hikes this summer. The smallest of them all at .3 miles up to the Rocky Mouth waterfall. Just me, Mitch and Mitch's sister Ali made the trek on this one. We also "biked" to Gemini bridges while we were in Moab. That was even more enjoyable with Henley along for the adventure. 

We've found a wonderful group of friends with Mitch's law school buddies and their wives. We basically have 3 activities. Eating, talking/crafting for the girls and playing sports for the boys. We all took a lovely trip down to St. George where the girls substituted crafting with swimming and sunbathing. The only downside is that we forgot to take any pictures! But here's one of almost all of us (we're missing one couple). Such a fun group!

Recent Update: We now have 2 babies on the way in our group! So excited for our little families!

Night of the 3rd, we stayed the at the Longson cabin (it's becoming a tradition) and got little sleep due to an erratic summer thunderstorm. It made for a beautiful morning however, with extra humidity and a balmy 68 degrees. We ate breakfast at Brighton and enjoyed entertaining the babies and dogs.

We took a gorgeous drive through Guardsman Pass to get to Provo for a floating trip my Gagnon relatives. I loved all the lush meadows and thick stands of aspen trees. I kept telling Mitch that driving through here helped me feel better about living in the desert, which I often whine about.

The Provo river was freezing, but the heat balanced it out. There was thick foliage and trees lining the river, so unfortunately not everyone stayed in their tubes. We all made it safely though and I definitely look forward to making it a summer Gagnon tradition.