There were 108 days between when we got engaged and our marriage. We spent most of those days working hard at our respective jobs. But not all of them. It was 108 great days. 108 long days. 108 memorable days.
It started with a road trip. Three days across the country — fast food, every song we know, and way too many sleeping pictures (none will be posted, thank you). Three days on the road meant two nights in hotels. The front desk employees were always confused as to why we asked for two hotel rooms for one couple. “uhh, yes two rooms please. No we don’t mean two beds. Nope, no guests coming. Just us. Yup. Thank you.”
Alex turned 23! We had a weekend extravaganza — food, family, and freedom (a stretch?)! We went to the Melting Pot and Antietam Battlefield. Turns out Alex is a battlefield fan! We learned that Antietam had the highest casualties of any one day of any American war with almost 23,000 deaths at the battle. We also learned that Alex enjoys fondue — especially when it involves steak!
Then I had my birthday! It was defined by a singular experience. I was endowed in the Washington DC temple. I had the opportunity to make promises to my Heavenly Father that I would live my life to a more excellent standard. In return, I received incredible promises and blessings that have already changed me and my life. I was joined by my parents, Alex, my former seminary teacher and a dear former young women’s leader. I love the temple and I love that I was able to go to temple so much during the summer!
BETHANY CAME TO VISIT. My lifelong friend made a pit stop in DC on her way back from sky-diving in Australia and bungee-jumping in New Zealand to spend Mother’s Day with us. She left a few weeks later for her full-time mission in Cebu, so I was SO grateful to see her — even for just a day.
Alex started working as soon as we got back from school. He was working HARD. Like, hardhat hard. He built a building. Not by himself, but HE BUILT A BUILDING. HOW COOL IS THAT. This was said building at the beginning of the summer.
Another battle field? Sure. We went to Gettysburg for Memorial Day! (After getting doughnuts, of course).
On Father’s Day our grill exploded. That pretty much speaks for itself.
Our summer sounds very exciting, but this is a better representation of what happened:
There are a few other adventures, but I think that they deserve their own posts. Thanks for catching up with us!