And I laughed.
So Sunday is our anniversary and to celebrate, I'm going to give you a multi-part narrative of how this all went down. Enter Part One.
This is Kristen.
Kristen and I were mission companions on Temple Square and later became roommates. I have Kristen to thank for all this because she is the one who introduced me to Kyle.
Kristen and I were mission companions on Temple Square and later became roommates. I have Kristen to thank for all this because she is the one who introduced me to Kyle.
Kristen first met Kyle in college and years later (when she was my roommate) ran into him at a party and invited him to our apartment to hang out. I was in the kitchen putting away groceries when I saw him walk in with Kristen. Later, we bonded over both having double jointed knees and I let him sample the new hand lotion I bought.
The very next day, Kyle sent me a message on Facebook.
(What would we do without Facebook, I wonder?)
(What would we do without Facebook, I wonder?)
Kyle October 1, 2008 at 11:13pm
So....we are Facebook friends eh? This is a huge commitment. That means I get to write on your wall and know when you are in a relationship and look at pictures of you and know when its your birthday and read your quotes and all that good stuff. Are you sure you are ok with this. We are on our way to first base in the mormon culture. Actually Facebook is probably first base. Wow! Its been great so far! Ha ha
So sorry I talked your ear off on Tuesday night. I just like to ask questions. Sorry if I seemed nosey but I am really glad you answered all my questions. So I am coming over on Sunday after conference so you best be there. I know you are probably suppose to go check out hot boys at the mall with Sheri Dew but I think you should hang out with me and your roomies. We should maybe make homemade ice cream and play cards or do something cool. It pretty much could be the greatest day of your life. So what did you end up doing for your birthday?? Man I missed out. I could have jumped out of your cake. I could have either gave you the sexy 80's rocker outfit, or maybe the Human Resource teacher. Ha ha jk. I was running a special last month on the limited time Walmart Greeter outfit. Maybe next year eh? Should I pencil you in for an appointment next year?
(When I didn't respond fast enough to his first message, he came up with an excuse to send me another)
Kyle October 2, 2008 at 7:25am
Oh 1 more thing.....where did you say you bought your camera again and how much was it? I think I am going to buy one this weekend. Help a brotha out dog!
(Trying my best to play hard to get, I waited yet another day before responding) (I'm pretty sure this drove him crazy) (Which is exactly what I was going for)
Kourtney October 3, 2008 at 3:13pm
I bought it at RC Willey for like $200. I love it! I guess I'll be seein you sunday then. I think I'll be home... :)
Part Two: The Accidental Non Date. Also, a real date?
Sunday night came along and one by one everyone canceled on our afterConference dinner plans. Everyone, that is, except for Kyle. He called me to see if he could still come over with the food he'd already prepared. I was starving like unto death and so I agreed. Besides, how could I pass up a free meal and a cute boy? I mean really, I do have some standards here.
Kyle brought apricot chicken. I made a salad. We talked for hours. He looked through my pictures and asked me question after question. I told him about the time I randomly got my belly button pierced on vacation and he explained to me what Boise State was and why I should love them. I call this our first non date. And it happened by accident.
Before Kyle left that night he asked me if I would go shopping with him sometime. "Uh, I love shopping. Of course I'd go" I replied. And so we had plans to go shopping. Just... shopping.
Later in the week, I called Kyle to tell him I found a location forHobbitville (!) and he asks me, "Are you ready for the best date of your life?!?"
Date? We're going on a date? I thought we were just shopping.
But really I was happy.
After it became clear we had a first real date approaching, Kyle found it to be a good excuse to send me messages via Facebook.
After it became clear we had a first real date approaching, Kyle found it to be a good excuse to send me messages via Facebook.
Kyle October 8, 2008 at 11:01pm
I am happy with my purchase of my camera. Will you be the first picture I take?
Kourtney October 9, 2008 at 8:39am
haha, sure whatever you say (although I'm pretty sure it wouldn't be the FIRST picture you've taken with it)
Kyle October 9, 2008 at 9:17pm
Honestly I haven't taken a real picture yet. I'll bring my camera and we can take some cool pics. Maybe we will get stranded and then we can take pictures of us like half dead, then you can scrapbook them because you like to do that. You can cut out obituaries from the newspaper and tape them next to our pictures as stickers. A half death theme. Sound good? Hey when do you check your facebook not computer girl? Am I talking to Kourtney from the future who already bought one?
Kourtney October 9, 2008 at 10:02pm
I get your messages sent to my phone. what are we doing tomorrow again? aside from taking death pictures
Part Three: The First Date and a DTR
When Kyle picked me up for our first date, I took careful attention to the car he was driving:
Olderish.
Honda.
Clean.
I concluded from this evaluation that he wasn't an egomaniac, was conservative with his resources, and favored classic, reliable vehicles. But then what was I to think about the hula girl adhered to his dashboard?
We first sought out the elusive Hobbitville and then headed to Park City for dinner and shopping. On our way up the winding mountain roads to Park City, I read to Kyle the notes I had made about interpreting a crazy dream I recently had. (I love to interpret my dreams) As a result, I got ridiculously car sick and closed my eyes so as to not throw up on the hula girl. Kyle silently wondered to himself what was wrong with this girl and why are her eyes closed? Is she praying?
For dinner, we decided on a local pizza and noodle place. Kyle gave the name "Whitesnake" for which to identify our order and posed for pictures while waiting in line. We discussed serious matters of importance over bbq chicken pizza and dr. pepper.
Park City was freezing cold in October, but we walked around the shops and took pictures with the local "residents." (Kyle loves to pose for pictures. It's one of his many redeeming qualities)
Later we watched a movie and I think he held my hand.
After three more weeks of dates and possible hand-holding, Kyle was driving me home when he asked, "So, can I be your boyfriend?"
"Sure."
And a relationship was born.
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