Down Memory Lane

Thursday, May 28, 2015

    Day 3! In a Row! Of blogging with actual words! And occasionally halfway decent pictures! Now the question is, who's gonna give me the medal for this feat? Just know I prefer silver over gold, with the initials LAM. Please and spank ya.
    As we spent time together over Memorial Day Weekend  I decided to document it with pictures, but continued on with that in mind as we drove to Georgia to make it home. Many of these photos remind me of fun things in the past, so I decided to share a few memoirs while they're on my mind. To keep up the blogging, ya know ;)

While the two of us dated, Graham would drive up every single weekend. Bless that man. The very first trip by himself he made a huge error in navigating, which made the 2.5 hour trip for him 4 looooooong hours! I felt so sorry for him, he has many skills but a sense of direction is not one of them. Whenever we officially started dating I decided that I would give him the simplest route possible to my house, which also added on another 20 minutes to his trip. Just last week as we past these run down cabin I've passed a thousand times (see above). Graham commented on the particular route I chose, not his typical one, and I told him, after  three and a half years, there there were many other shorter, yet slightly more difficult, ways to travel to my house. Sorry babe. 

Our first date together was all over the place. We began at the Valdosta mall, went over to a pizza joint, stopped by the local college to play soccer, drove around the town, watched a movie in the dollar theatre (to this day I couldn't tell you 1 thing about that show) and went back to Taco Bell that evening. The entire day was way more fun than I had anticipated, since Graham and I totally hit it off. But my favorite part was not our first kiss (you know the drill, insert embarrassed emoji) but instead it was as we passed the ball back and forth. While Graham is very good with soccer tricks, like bicycling, he was not able to hold on to the ball. I kept snagging the ball away until he started grabbing my waist to prevent it. And I felt like a dang soccer god after that event. He now says "oh I let you" but there is no way that competative man would ever allow that! It was my skills :)

I can not stop wondering what our future babies are going to look like. Genetics are completely awesome in a Russian Roulette kinda way. G and I have fairly similar features, or so I have been told. Once in a shop when we were looking at wedding dresses, pre-engagment of course, the owner asked if he was my brother. Um, well no, more like my lover- creepy. Since then several people have told us how similar we look, my Mama even had someone tell her that he looks like he could be her son. Okay then. Anywho, when comparing the two of us, I feel like I can get a general idea, but who knows about the actual construction of a human. But I imagine a dark haired, tan skinned, slopped nose bubbly babe with bright eyes. Of course, we'll probably end up with a blonde haired, brown eyed babe but it's still interesting to try to guess. 

Graham was the first boyfriend to ever go on vacation with my family, which happened when I was 20 during the summer of 2012. He joined us in visiting Lake Eufala in Alabama where we would go every summer with my grandmas when I was a little girl. Looking back, I am still surprised he was welcomed, that was never something my family did. I remember showing him my favorite things to do: speeding in the golf cart with at least 5 cousin in tow, wading in the boat ramp catching tad poles, and particularly scaling down broken stairs from the cliff to get to the lake from our cabin... He had never been on a vacation where 2 bedrooms housed 16 people! I have to give him credit for going without losing his mind with 11 teenagers with us 24/7. He also shared a bedroom with my parents and 3 cousins while I slept in the living room. It's so much fun looking back, especially since that was our last trip to Lake Eufala. 

Unbeknownst to me, 7 months after Graham and I started dating he went shopping for my engagement ring in Jacksonville, Fl. We had talked extensively about marriage, though we made a pact not to do anything until we had reached the 1 year in dating point. But as we discussed it I told him a few of my requests. I love the idea of a twisted band, I wanted a princess cut perched above it and I wanted it to be raised to give the effect of the diamond looking bigger. I didn't care so much about the size, moreso I wanted the settings to be really cute. Well as he searched he could not find what I was looking for! In May of 2012 he bought a diamond and a wedding band as Kay's Jewelers crafted the perfect ring for me- one of a kind! The ring was stored in his locked glovebox for several months. He would even joke, "maybe I've got a ring for you in there!" (Real subtle, ha.) In typical fashion, he lost it two separate times but managed to find it again. Finally after 5 months of holding on to it, after 1 year and 3 weeks of dating and on my birthday weekend, he proposed with this special ring to me. And don't worry, I've never misplaced it! Though Graham did lose his wedding ring right after I gave it to him in the Temple. After 4 months he found it too! He's lucky I find his clumsiness cute.

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Down Memory Lane

Thursday, May 28, 2015

    Day 3! In a Row! Of blogging with actual words! And occasionally halfway decent pictures! Now the question is, who's gonna give me the medal for this feat? Just know I prefer silver over gold, with the initials LAM. Please and spank ya.
    As we spent time together over Memorial Day Weekend  I decided to document it with pictures, but continued on with that in mind as we drove to Georgia to make it home. Many of these photos remind me of fun things in the past, so I decided to share a few memoirs while they're on my mind. To keep up the blogging, ya know ;)

While the two of us dated, Graham would drive up every single weekend. Bless that man. The very first trip by himself he made a huge error in navigating, which made the 2.5 hour trip for him 4 looooooong hours! I felt so sorry for him, he has many skills but a sense of direction is not one of them. Whenever we officially started dating I decided that I would give him the simplest route possible to my house, which also added on another 20 minutes to his trip. Just last week as we past these run down cabin I've passed a thousand times (see above). Graham commented on the particular route I chose, not his typical one, and I told him, after  three and a half years, there there were many other shorter, yet slightly more difficult, ways to travel to my house. Sorry babe. 

Our first date together was all over the place. We began at the Valdosta mall, went over to a pizza joint, stopped by the local college to play soccer, drove around the town, watched a movie in the dollar theatre (to this day I couldn't tell you 1 thing about that show) and went back to Taco Bell that evening. The entire day was way more fun than I had anticipated, since Graham and I totally hit it off. But my favorite part was not our first kiss (you know the drill, insert embarrassed emoji) but instead it was as we passed the ball back and forth. While Graham is very good with soccer tricks, like bicycling, he was not able to hold on to the ball. I kept snagging the ball away until he started grabbing my waist to prevent it. And I felt like a dang soccer god after that event. He now says "oh I let you" but there is no way that competative man would ever allow that! It was my skills :)

I can not stop wondering what our future babies are going to look like. Genetics are completely awesome in a Russian Roulette kinda way. G and I have fairly similar features, or so I have been told. Once in a shop when we were looking at wedding dresses, pre-engagment of course, the owner asked if he was my brother. Um, well no, more like my lover- creepy. Since then several people have told us how similar we look, my Mama even had someone tell her that he looks like he could be her son. Okay then. Anywho, when comparing the two of us, I feel like I can get a general idea, but who knows about the actual construction of a human. But I imagine a dark haired, tan skinned, slopped nose bubbly babe with bright eyes. Of course, we'll probably end up with a blonde haired, brown eyed babe but it's still interesting to try to guess. 

Graham was the first boyfriend to ever go on vacation with my family, which happened when I was 20 during the summer of 2012. He joined us in visiting Lake Eufala in Alabama where we would go every summer with my grandmas when I was a little girl. Looking back, I am still surprised he was welcomed, that was never something my family did. I remember showing him my favorite things to do: speeding in the golf cart with at least 5 cousin in tow, wading in the boat ramp catching tad poles, and particularly scaling down broken stairs from the cliff to get to the lake from our cabin... He had never been on a vacation where 2 bedrooms housed 16 people! I have to give him credit for going without losing his mind with 11 teenagers with us 24/7. He also shared a bedroom with my parents and 3 cousins while I slept in the living room. It's so much fun looking back, especially since that was our last trip to Lake Eufala. 

Unbeknownst to me, 7 months after Graham and I started dating he went shopping for my engagement ring in Jacksonville, Fl. We had talked extensively about marriage, though we made a pact not to do anything until we had reached the 1 year in dating point. But as we discussed it I told him a few of my requests. I love the idea of a twisted band, I wanted a princess cut perched above it and I wanted it to be raised to give the effect of the diamond looking bigger. I didn't care so much about the size, moreso I wanted the settings to be really cute. Well as he searched he could not find what I was looking for! In May of 2012 he bought a diamond and a wedding band as Kay's Jewelers crafted the perfect ring for me- one of a kind! The ring was stored in his locked glovebox for several months. He would even joke, "maybe I've got a ring for you in there!" (Real subtle, ha.) In typical fashion, he lost it two separate times but managed to find it again. Finally after 5 months of holding on to it, after 1 year and 3 weeks of dating and on my birthday weekend, he proposed with this special ring to me. And don't worry, I've never misplaced it! Though Graham did lose his wedding ring right after I gave it to him in the Temple. After 4 months he found it too! He's lucky I find his clumsiness cute.

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