Twenty-one years ago today was our first date. I had big 80's hair. He had a mullet.
He said, "A group of us are going to see the lights at Temple Square and hear Viewmont's choir sing. Do ya wanna come?" I didn't even know if it was a date or not. I said, "Sure."
It was a date.
We saw the beautiful lights. Heard the fabulous choir. Threw a penny in the fountain and made a wish. (I still remember mine.)
We played boggle afterward at Gary's house. Had "green" pumpkin pie and hot cocoa.
He said, "Can you microwave milk?" (He didn't have a microwave yet.)
We all laughed.
Hmmm... I thought. I like this boy.
It's been a good Twenty-one years.
It's beginning to look a lot like Summer.
9 hours ago