for my husband and the few who want to know the story of how we came together.

Happy Anniversary! Its been 4 years (look one more than we thought) ha ha... I love you very much. I look back on that day and remember how special it was. I also remember how hard it was to get there. I appreciate everything you do for the family thank you so very much for being who you are, even if we sometimes have our issue's. I still love you!

So for everyone else here's the story..... We met at Utah State in Logan back in the fall of 1999. Brandon was supposed to be our family home evening dad for the church ward and he was well absent needless to say. Well one night during FHE we were all out on the basketball court play'n ball and he walked over looking all rick-o suave in his khaki's and polo shirt. So me being the great bball player I was quickly took an exit and went over to talk to him. After that it was only casual hello's until one evening I was doing some laundry and he came in all excited, he stated he was going to ask his girlfriend to marry him.... I was disappointed, but I didn't tell him.
Its funny because a week later he came up to our apartment and told me and the roomies that he just broke up with the girlfriend, he told us she said it wasn't right... Poor guy! Okay really I was thinking, hmm rebound this could be fun. He asked if any of us wanted to watch a movie and everyone hesitated I said I would and that's when the story really began.
We dated off and on for years. We had a very fiery relationship, it was hot and cold. After I had graduated in 2001 it got so hot I actually thought we would get married that fall, but after deciding I needed a career it all went south for the winter and Brandon did too where he met his first wife Alyson Lunt. They married in the St. George Temple in June 02. When my friends asked if I thought it would last I would laugh and say I give them three months. I'm sure people just thought I was being rude, but I knew we would end up together. Sure enough come August he was kicked out by her and told that they could stay married, but that he should go back to school. They were annulled shortly after, she was pregnant with a Mr. Hobbs baby (boyfriend from high school). So it was sad for him, but good for me. Brandon lived on my apartment floor in Midvale and worked night shifts as a TSA rep out at the airport. Those were some interesting days.
He eventually went back to college and I moved home to make some money to go back to Law Enforcement training in Colorado. We had our other moments and a really bad one by me when I got my first job in Bryce Canyon National Park. Brandon said he needed some space and didn't want to talk to me. So I was rash about it and said fine then I'm finally going to move on. I started dating this firefighter from Minnesota Andy Hostad. Nice guy, but well you know. We had fun together, but it we really were worlds apart. Anyway after the job ended so did the relationship.
I went on being friends with Brandon and eventually got another job out in Yosemite National Park. Brandon about a week after I got there, came out and said he was staying. He applied for a job with the Yosemite Association and got it. It was great, we had lots of fun camping, swimming in the river, driving all over California. On one trip home I began to joke with him about getting a fake ring and pretending we got engaged out in Yosemite. It quickly turned into if you buy a real one then I'll marry you. Brandon thought I was joking and kept asking me over and over again. I asked him how many times have you asked me to marry you? He replied a billion. I said then shut up and get the ring before I change my mind. We bought a ring. We went to tell my family and they seriously drove up back to the mall and asked the sales clerk if we really bought a ring, they didn't believe the receipt was real. It was freaking funny. Anyway so there's the story, its long and I left out about %80 of it, but its something I thought would be fun to share.