Wednesday, October 29, 2008

How I Met Your Father

It's not often anymore that we get the question, "So, where did you two meet?" There are actually two versions. The short, succinct version: we were in the same singles ward at BYU. Seriously. And then there is the longer, more complicated story. That, my friends, is the story I'm gonna tell. Because 13 years ago today, my fate was sealed to Tony's. You'll understand why in a minute.

My roommates and I were sort of pranksters. We could sure dish it out, let me tell you. But since Tony and his friends worked nights at the MTC, we didn't get to know them very well for a bit. Then in October 1995, we had a ward activity that involved a condiment war. That escalated quickly. I don't remember all the details, but we were owed one. So one glorious October Sunday, while us sweet, innocent girls were attending church, Tony and his friends broke into our apartment. And filled our bedroom up with crumpled newspaper. But that's not the worst part. On their way out, they locked our deadbolt from the inside (that couldn't be unlocked from the outside), snuck out the window, and closed it all the way. So, when we got home from church, we couldn't get into our apartment .

The guys, ever anxious for us to see the mess they made in our bedroom, ended up having to break our front window to get us back into our apartment. We carefully cleaned up the glass and stuck it in a paper bag and tucked it under the broken window. After pictures, we started the clean-up process. The girls would take armfuls of newspaper out to the porch and the guys would take the newspaper three flights of stairs down to the recycle bin.

Needless to say, our stack of newspaper got bigger as they had farther to go. Someone had the great idea to jump in the pile of newspaper on the front porch, we yelled "dog pile!" all jumped on top of each other and I jumped on top of everyone, slid down the backside, and right into the bag of glass, left shoulder first. It didn't hurt right away, but there was some blood running down my arm so I griped, "Look what you guys did!" and went into the kitchen, pulled up my sleeve, and the blood started pumping out of my arm. I lost so much blood so quickly that I passed out in the car on the way to the emergency room. They figured a piece of the glass went about 5 inches in to my arm and towards my shoulder. I severed a major artery in my upper arm, lost about 4 pints of blood and ended up with about 45 stitches. And where was Tony during my stay in the ER? At my house. Mopping up my blood. Of course, it was bad enough trying to heal without the 18 credit hours I was taking, and then they gave me codeine...before we realized it made me sick. So I was a mess for about 2 weeks. But the guys felt so bad they payed for the window, made us food, and checked in whenever they could.

I got a nifty scar that tells me when it's going to rain out of the deal. But I also snagged me a great guy. We were engaged at Christmas and married the next May.
You can't make up a story like that.

23 comments:

Kristi said...

How cool that you have pictures from that fateful day! Ah, to be young and foolish again!

Lacey said...

Okay, that tops pretty much all the stories I've heard. Just think, you were dopped up and bleeding and he still fell in love with you. :0)

Heather said...

That is QUITE a story! Thanks for taking the time to share! Cute pics too!

At Home In Georgia said...

Love the pictures. Your kids will want you to tell them that story over and over and over...and what a story that is!

Jessica said...

I remember your bridal shower. I got you a glass pitcher and glasses. You were so happy and looks like you still are. Nicole gave me your blog link, it's fun to see how you are doing. Your blog is great.

kathleener said...

what a fantastic story! when you at first said that they put newspaper in your room, i didn't comprehend that there was that much! holy cow. cool scar too.

April said...

Oh my heavens, you guys looks SOOOO young. You forgot about the part when you paid Paige and I to go through his luggage and find your ring. :)

At least that's how I remember it.

Our Complete Family said...

Oh my gosh~ What a story! True love! Now, tell me how you can tell it's gonna rain by your scar??? Those pics are fun~ up until you got hurt...OUCH girl!

Cara and Barry said...

THAT is a crazy story! Glad it worked out. :)

kawaii crafter said...

What a fun store. And I agree with Kristi, how great that you have pictures of that special day.

Eloise said...

You DEFINITELY could not make up a story like that! Thanks for sharing it with us. Except for the part where you got really, really hurt, I enjoyed the story.

:)

Jenn said...

What an awesome story to tell!

Rosanne said...

THAT'S AWESOME!! Even though you were hurt in the process...it makes a great story! I hope you've written that in your journal. :) I'm sure you have.

Amy said...

That is the best story! I love it!

Nicole said...

I love hearing stories of how couples met! I feel like a big jerk, I just barely noticed that you gave me an award like forever ago! Thankyou, I really do appreciate it.

condiefamily said...

Good thing he wasn't a vampire! I remember both of you back then. You are still just as cute-not as young, but definitely just as cute. I was wondering if you remember the saying Tony had painted on his dorm window about "send a picture of boat and motor" do you remember the one? Funny-I want a copy!

Cheri @ Blog This Mom! said...

You cannot make up a story like that!!! Oh. My. Gosh.

And the pictures!

Shawna B. said...

I remember!!! So glad you guys snagged each other and for all the fun we had those days at BYU. You and Tony are perfectly matched.

My Ice Cream Diary said...

Crazy Story! I'm glad you got a photo of all the new+spaper before things got dramatic/scary.

Sydney said...

now THAT is a story! I love it! And I love that you got pictures of the paper filled apartment!

Scott and Nicole said...

I totally forgot about that! Thanks for the reminder of the fun times. Who would have thought the two of you would end up together... But you did and 13 years later are still going strong. :)

Sonja said...

Holy moley! I'm still shaking my head and wondering why I haven't seen you an Oprah.
I loved it. What a fantastic story your kids will be able to tell their kids.

And you told it so well.

He was mopping up your blood?? You severed an artery?? You were taking 18 credits???

I am all astonishment.

Kyndra said...

Seriously one of the best "how I met your father" stories I have ever heard. And psychic scars are kinda cool.