ghost of christmas past.

story time.

picture from april 2011

a little background

we started dating my freshman year.

the only rule my parents gave me when i went to college was don't date return missionaries.

return missionaries are only looking for marriage and my parents weren't wanting me to get married anytime soon...

so we "dated" 2 months (i didn't consider it dating though casey did).

then we were off 2 months.

we were on 2 months.

then he propsed.

then we were engaged for 8 months.

and now we've been married for 2 years!

so during those 2 months of "offness",

we kept in contact.

a little mingling here and there, ya know, couldn't cut ties all together.

well, once finals were over i was driving with a friend to the airport to go home for christmas.

in a snow storm.

and as arizona girls, we're not that hip on driving in the snow.

as fate would have it, we hit some old big block of ice/snow and got a flat tire.

once we pulled off the freeway and checked the tire,

we began calling people who could help.

she called her boyfriend, no answer.

i called both my brothers, no answer.

she called her cousins, no answer.

so i did all i could think was left.

i called the boy who i told i didn't want to date anymore: casey.

he answered,

after 2 rings.

and was there to save us,

within 15 minutes.

he saw the condition of the tire,

knew we were in a rush to get to the ariport,

during a snowstorm,

so insisted that he drive us to the airport.

this is finals week, mind you.

who does that?

seriously?

come to the aid of a a girl who decided she just wasn't that into you at the moment?

ha, oh goodness, i know i was just pulling him in closer,

but he was so nice!!!

my family couldn't believe i asked him to do such a thing,

such a tease!

and poor casey, as he later tells it: you were just egging me on more and more, i was so confused!

that's our pre-marriage christmas story that will be in the vaults forever.

thanks for reading :)