Showing posts with label memory. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memory. Show all posts

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Happy Birthday Padre!

You guys.  My dad turned 60 today.  Sixty!  He's older than iPhones.  He remembers when you could go to the gate at the airport to greet your friends when their plane landed.  He remembers when there wasn't an internet!

Oh wait.  All of those things are true of me.  Blast!  I guess I'm pretty old.  But my dad remembers when there wasn't a me.  Now that's old.  I'm pretty sure he cried when the dinosaurs died.  I would have.

I was going to post a throwback Thursday pic on Facebook to commemorate this day.  But when I started looking through my pictures of me and my dad, it turned out I couldn't just pick one.  So I figured this was a better venue.

Here are a few pictures and memories of my dad with me and my family.

My dad had a beard once.  True story.  Even more surprising is that there was a time when I was cuter than I am now.
Look at all that loot.  I bet you never had matching pajamas with your dad.
I spent most of my childhood trying to look unhappy about stuff. Little known fact:  I think giant shark jaws are super cool.  Thanks for taking me to Sea World mom and dad!  Sorry I looked like I hated it.
Sometimes I even looked like I was having fun.
At least in Yellowstone, Zack is the one that looks like he hates it.

People put cups on their face.  It's a thing.

We've had many adventures at Bear Lake
Weren't the Padre and I the cutest hikers in Hawaii?

Mom and dad even flew to South Dakota to see me.
Thanks for all the memories Padre!  Happy sixtieth birthday!  I look forward to at least 60 more years of memories.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Forty Second Moniversary

Forty Two months ago today, I began the adventure of a lifetime.  I remember I started the day by making myself a huge breakfast.  (I knew I would be sitting through a lot of pictures and I was going to need my energy.)  After that I got dressed all snazzy like.  I drove over to the temple where I saw Robyn.

I had had a fairly laid back morning.  The wedding wasn't scheduled until noon so I had plenty of time to sleep in and enjoy a leisurely breakfast.  Robyn, on the other hand had been up since the dawn of time.  Apparently her hair takes longer to prepare than the 30 seconds mine takes.  She claims that it snowed on our wedding day, but no normal human was awake early enough to see a single flake.

We met with some temple workers to make sure we had the marriage license all taken care of as well as some other details.  After that we were able to go stand in the celestial room together while we waited for our friends and family to gather in the sealing room.  I have been to the temple many times.  Never have I had the celestial room entirely to myself.  But this day, Robyn and I were completely alone.  Even the temple worker that usually stands at the door left us.  I remember standing there with her, looking into the mirrors that go on forever, thinking that it would only be moments until we were husband and wife, together forever.

Eventually, everyone had gathered and it was our time.  We went into the sealing room where our family and closest friends had gathered.  We knelt across the altar from each other.  I was asked a very important question, to which I answered, "yes".  Robyn was asked the same question.  I remember the slight apprehension as I awaited her answer.  This was the moment of truth, if she was going to back out, now would be the time.  Of course, all of this went through my head in the split second before her answer.  She did give the correct answer, and before we knew it we were sealed together as a couple.
This is how precious we were coming out of the temple.

The rest of the day is a blur.  We had a delicious luncheon, an exciting reception and a fun drive to a cabin honeymoon getaway.

Immediately, marriage became an adventure.  It was the early days of this blog, and for our first year I recorded some of the interesting things in the adjustment to marriage, every moniversary (like an anniversary, but every month.)  One of the most exciting things I discovered, was that Robyn has a tendency to do very interesting things while sleeping.

Of course, today is an important day in history.  Though I stopped recording each moniversary, there have now been 42 of them.  And since 42 is the answer to life, the universe and everything,  I thought I should commemorate this important day with a post.
42.  Ya, that's all this caption says.

Though it's been 42 months, Robyn hasn't changed her awesomeness.  Just last night, I was sleeping like a good lad.  Robyn reached over and started to scratch my arm.  I woke up just in time for her to transition her scratching into poking.  I asked her why she was poking me.  She simply answered, "I didn't know I was poking you."  Then she rolled over and went back to sleep.  The adventure continues.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Memory Tag

Today's post is not a story by me. Today, the story is by you. I got this memory tag from Robyn's blog and I thought it sounded fun. So here are the instructions:

1. Leave a comment of a memory of ME!
2. Put these instructions on your blog so I can visit you and leave a memory I have of you.
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