Jeff and I have been on some amazing trips since we got married. We went on a cruise to Alaska for our honeymoon and for Christmas we had the chance to go to Europe.
So in love
Venice
Friday, August 22, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
Our Story
Jeff and I met in Dec. 2005 at Disneyland through mutual friends. Soon after, I left for a 5 month tour of China where I taught English in a city called Kunming. Only two weeks after I returned home I moved to Tustin, California to work at Disneyland. Our same friends continued to set us up. I wasn’t sure about dating, but the more and more I hung out with the wonderful Jeff the more I liked him.
How I knew he was the one.
Since I had met Jeff he had called me Cinderella. After just a few weeks of hanging out with Jeff I drug him to the Jewel of Orleans at Disneyland. This is where they sell antique jewelry. We looked at all these beautiful rings. I picked out the most beautiful one to try on and the sales lady informed me that I could look at it but it had never fit anyone, and it had already been sized as big as it could be. She took it out of the case and when I tried it on it fit perfectly. The sales women went on and on about how it was like I was Cinderella and the ring fit me the way the shoe fit her. On and on she went and Jeff and I just gave each other a look like wow that was crazy. We weren't even dating yet. We hadn't kissed. Nothing. And this wild thing just happened. So later on after we had kissed and I knew Jeff was really liking me, I was still trying to decide if he was someone I wanted to date or if I wanted to date at all. So I prayed and asked God to let me know if this Jeff guy was the one for me or if I should cut him loose. Only two days later, I was standing in line at Disneyland waiting for the tram and I was on the phone with my brother telling him about how crazy the whole ring story was, when a stranger three people in front of me turned around, stopped his conversation and mine, and said that guy you are talking about is the guy you are supposed to marry. He is the one. Well if that wasn't a direct answer to prayer I don't know what is. So from then on I knew Jeff was my man. Although a month or so later I took Jeff back to the Jewel of Orleans to look at the ring again and the sales lady told us that someone was interested in the ring at their San Francisco store so they sent it up there and she thought it had been sold. My heart was broken but I didn't tell Jeff at the time how bad I felt, because I could only imagine how bad he must have felt. I did tell myself at the time that if we were ever in a disagreement that this situation would be great ammo on my part, and later that night I tortured him just a bit by making him eat some of the hottest salsa I have ever tasted. Jeff pulled through for me on Oct. 30, 2006, he proposed in the rose garden at the Disneyland hotel, and low and behold, the sales lady had lied. The ring had been sold but not in San Francisco but to Jeff, for me. I was shocked to see my perfect ring; I thought it was long gone. I said yes and on April 21, 2007, we were married in my parent’s backyard in Tempe, AZ. I remember our wedding as one of the best, most fun, perfect days of my life.
How I knew he was the one.
Since I had met Jeff he had called me Cinderella. After just a few weeks of hanging out with Jeff I drug him to the Jewel of Orleans at Disneyland. This is where they sell antique jewelry. We looked at all these beautiful rings. I picked out the most beautiful one to try on and the sales lady informed me that I could look at it but it had never fit anyone, and it had already been sized as big as it could be. She took it out of the case and when I tried it on it fit perfectly. The sales women went on and on about how it was like I was Cinderella and the ring fit me the way the shoe fit her. On and on she went and Jeff and I just gave each other a look like wow that was crazy. We weren't even dating yet. We hadn't kissed. Nothing. And this wild thing just happened. So later on after we had kissed and I knew Jeff was really liking me, I was still trying to decide if he was someone I wanted to date or if I wanted to date at all. So I prayed and asked God to let me know if this Jeff guy was the one for me or if I should cut him loose. Only two days later, I was standing in line at Disneyland waiting for the tram and I was on the phone with my brother telling him about how crazy the whole ring story was, when a stranger three people in front of me turned around, stopped his conversation and mine, and said that guy you are talking about is the guy you are supposed to marry. He is the one. Well if that wasn't a direct answer to prayer I don't know what is. So from then on I knew Jeff was my man. Although a month or so later I took Jeff back to the Jewel of Orleans to look at the ring again and the sales lady told us that someone was interested in the ring at their San Francisco store so they sent it up there and she thought it had been sold. My heart was broken but I didn't tell Jeff at the time how bad I felt, because I could only imagine how bad he must have felt. I did tell myself at the time that if we were ever in a disagreement that this situation would be great ammo on my part, and later that night I tortured him just a bit by making him eat some of the hottest salsa I have ever tasted. Jeff pulled through for me on Oct. 30, 2006, he proposed in the rose garden at the Disneyland hotel, and low and behold, the sales lady had lied. The ring had been sold but not in San Francisco but to Jeff, for me. I was shocked to see my perfect ring; I thought it was long gone. I said yes and on April 21, 2007, we were married in my parent’s backyard in Tempe, AZ. I remember our wedding as one of the best, most fun, perfect days of my life.
The Rings
The Shoe Fits
In Love
Me And My Best Girls
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