Dave's Thanksgiving

Well, I just finished my first Thanksgiving with Megan, It was a ton of fun, we are a bit behind on our blogging and haven't reached the time to blog Thanksgiving yet but I wanted to jump ahead and briefly express my gratitude for Megan(with out her knowing).

Megan is the most amazing person ever. I think some of the things I'm most grateful for about her is; the way she treats me, her constant care and concern, and her winks(always at the right moment). The constant wanting to make me happy, her desire to do what's right, and how she makes me want to be a better person and to live right. She's always willing to listen and she's sincere about it, which, for me, is a good thing cause I can ramble! I love the way she has a sixth sense as to what I need. She is so nice to everyone and is so much fun to be around. When she's around there is a brighter atmosphere. She really is such a wonderful and special person, I'm just amazed at my luck and good fortune in getting her to love me for who I am. She is constantly overlooking my flaws and shortcomings, reassuring me of her love.

I know most of you are saying, "blah blah blah" and don't care about what I'm saying but I would feel ungrateful if I had this great blessing in my life and didn't express my gratitude on Thanksgiving. Megan, thank you for everything you are. I love you and hope you know how much I treasure you. You're my best friend and escape from the world. xoxo Happy Thanksgiving Meg.

Football Fever

I went to the U of H football game on Saturday with Megan's dad and grandfather. It was really fun. When we got to the stadium we made our way to our seats and on the way we fell a little behind Megan's grandfather. He was power walking off in another direction not even looking to see if we were keeping up. When I finally did catch up to him he had a U of H t-shirt for me that they were handing out at the game. Good thing he's quick on his feet cause he got the last shirt available.

At our seats I met some of Brother Winn's friends, Steve and Mike. Mike had an awesome foam helmet and a matching jersey. The game was like a rollercoaster, first we were doing well and then it was horrible, we were getting our behinds kicked. It wasnt until the fourth quarter that things really got crazy. I could go on with the details of several fumbles, interceptions, missed field goals, and 100 yard returns but I'm pretty sure it's mostly women who read this blog stuff so I wont bore you ladies.

Anyways, my favorite part of the game was when "grandpa" wanted to get on the big tv. He got up and started dancing, not wanting to dance alone, he hit Mike on the head and got him up and dancing too. I'm not sure how the camera men could have missed his mad skills but unfortunately, he didn't make it.



The game was awesome, I had fun talking with "the guys" but my mind was wandering elsewhere. Pretty much all I could think about was that while I was sitting there, Megan was out trying on wedding dresses!!! I can't wait to see her in her dress! I can't even imagine how good she'll make that dress look. Man, am I lucky or what. I wish I could give you the details on the dress but everyone around here is so tight lipped and won't leak any hints about what it looks like. January 16th can't come quick enough.

Wedding Dress Shopping

On Saturday, Dave went to the UH football game with my dad and grandpa so I could go dress shopping with my mom, sister, and grandma. I was excited to go but definitely not expecting to find a dress that I would want that day.

My grandparents walk the mall every morning and my grandma had found the "perfect" dress for me and she just needed me to try it on so we could buy it. Let's just say that the dress was probably more perfect for the mannequin. I stayed to try on a few more dresses but we ended up leaving a bit discouraged.

Next, we drove out to Katy to a boutique that specialized in modest formal and wedding gowns. I fell in love with the second dress I tried on. I can't describe it in detail before the wedding but I will say that I absolutely love it and can't wait to pick it up and wear it again. :)
Lauren was a great maid of honor. Some of those dresses had a lot of buttons and I needed her expert fashion advice.

We tried to take some candid shots of our dress shopping experience. Some were less candid than others.

Shrimp Boil!!!

I guess if you're in Texas you say "shriiiiimp bole". Anyways, we're here in Houston having a great time and like I mentioned before, eating great food. We had a shrimp boil on Friday and it was so yummy! I feel officially welcomed here in Texas, Sister Winn had a "Buc-ee's" t-shirt for each of us (only Texans will relate). I guess Buc-ee's is the gas station of gas stations and here in Texas they love it. I don't understand either so if you need to know why, ask Megan. It was lots of fun, and was really nice talking with Megan's family getting to know them better. It was the start of a great week.

Leavin' on a jet plane!

Megan and I are spending Thanksgiving in Houston with her family. Our flight was scheduled for early Friday morning so naturally we waited till about 2:00 am that morning to go our own ways and start packing. We needed to be up and leaving at around 4:00 and so sometime between we started packing and when we had to leave we each got a little bit of sleep. 4:20 rolled by and i heard my phone ringing, I picked it up and saw that Megan's mom was calling because she couldn't get a hold of Megan. As I was walking down the hall to her apartment my parents called to wake me up. Good thing they did because we had both slept through our alarms and were going to miss our flights. Our parents had been calling us over and over again and surprisingly we didn't even know. We hurried and got ready and were off to the airport and made it with plenty of time to spare.

Airports are funny, I like seeing all the different people and wondering where they are from and what their story is. I also like looking at how all the airports are set up. While I was looking around I noticed a picture of a wild cat, I couldn't remember what it was but I was pretty sure it was a bobcat. I asked Megan what she thought it was and she said it was a mountain lion. If you know Megan and I, we always get into fun bets to see who is right about what we discuss. Well when we couldn't get it cleared up I asked a man that was sitting next us, "I think its a lynx" he said and Megan turned to me and said "I told you!" The man then added, "I think a lynx is pretty much the same thing as a bobcat." I sat back smiling; victory is sweet.

I think they must have made an error in the dimensions when they designed airplane seats because I don't know anyone who fits in those chairs. We spent the first 15 minutes of the flight moving and shifting the way we were sitting trying to find a way where both of us would be comfortable and where we could fall asleep. After they gave us our drinks i plopped down on the little fold out table and Megan laid on top of me and we found out that it was more comfortable than anything else we had tried. So there we were, I'm not sure what the flight attendants thought when they passed our row and saw both of us slumped over on our tables sleeping but oh well.

Next thing I knew we were there. I was so excited that I'd be spending all this time with Megan and getting to know her family better. Yay, our first Thanksgiving together! I'm really excited about this holiday and all the others that Megan and I will be sharing. Great food, no school, and Megan, what more could I want for the holidays!

Finding our apartment

With all the wedding plans in full swing, it's been a bit difficult to focus on anything else. But this weekend, we realized that we really needed to find a place to live. So, I spent hours Saturday coming up with a list of prospective apartments and started my search this morning basically from the moment I woke up. Which was interesting because I had class. My day started at eight when I called every number on my list only to find that no one was open that early. When I finally got through to someone, a mean lady answered and yelled at me that the office wasn't open yet. I'm not sure why she answered the phone if the office wasn't open. I was a little nervous to call the rest of the list but I did and discovered that every complex was full. I still had a few privately owned basement apartments to see. The first was a duplex which was somewhat scary. And I wasn't expecting much. It was just creepy. Then I went to a complex which was up the mountain at the base of the Y trail. At this place, the landlord began my tour by asking if I would be living alone. Then he wanted to see my ID for contact information. It was an odd experience. So finally after work, I checked online one last time to find an ad for a two bedroom basement apartment in Orem. I called the owners to schedule a time to come by and take a look. They said I could come over anytime. So I drove down, not expecting much, and was pleasantly surprised by a newly built house with a beautiful yard. The owners showed me the "basement" apartment which was actually above ground. It was perfect. The rooms were huge, the carpet was new, and the whole place was just beautiful. Then I found out that utilities were included in the monthly rent and the cost was less than we had originally planned for. It was perfect and I knew it; I just needed to get Dave's opinion. I couldn't wait. The minute he got home from work, we went back and he loved it. It's the perfect place for us and I'm so happy that we found such a great place. I can't wait to make it home! :)

"Our Story" according to Megan

Dave and I met the weekend before school started. It was a Saturday and I was getting ready to go to the football game. I really needed to do laundry but I had just gotten out of the shower and I looked really bad. My hair was wet and I wasn't wearing any makeup but I was having a laundry emergency so I decided I would risk possibly running into potential dates. I remember thinking that there probably wouldn't even be anyone down there and the probability of meeting cute guys was somewhat slim. So I walked down there as fast as I could, absolutely determined not to talk or even make eye contact with anyone and, of course, there was Dave. He was putting laundry in the dryer and all I could see was Guatemala on the back of his shirt. My little brother, Jack, had just been called to serve a mission in Guatemala and my mom was really apprehensive about it. I figured that he had probably served a mission there and would have nice things to say about it. I couldn't miss an opportunity to investigate for my nervous mother so I broke my vow of silence to ask him. Besides, I thought, this guy probably isn't even in my ward and I'll most likely never see him again. When Dave turned around I was stunned by his good looks and he had the most perfect smile I had ever seen. I don't even remember what he told me about Guatemala.

The next day was fast Sunday and I went to my new ward. Our ward had a break the fast meal after church. I went with my roommates and we were sitting in the stairwell eating spaghetti off of our laps when Dave and his roommates walked in. Unfortunately, he didn't see me and I tried but never worked up the nerve to talk to him.

Later that night, my roommates and I were hanging around the apartment making banana bread and we heard a knock on the door. It was Dave and his roommates who wanted to meet some people and just happened to knock on our door which wasn't even the first one in the hall. I was so excited that he was in my ward and finally actually knew my name and that I was wearing makeup this time. :) Tuesday was the ward opening social and I almost didn't get to go. Luckily one of my coworkers covered my shift and I was able to get off work a little early. We started playing volleyball and Dave and I ended up on the same team which made me happy. I'm possibly the worst volleyball player ever but Dave appreciated my "raise the roof" move. My roommate and I took a break and left for a while to get Slurpees and on the way back noticed Dave driving away. Somehow we stopped him from leaving to get his swimsuit. We stayed and played games outside and then went back to his sister's apartment to swim in the hot tub. Later we decided to go back to my apartment to play cards and order pizza. Even though I beat Dave by a lot in every card game we played, he was a good sport. ;) The hours flew by and soon it was 4 am so we reluctantly called it a night.

The next day at work, I was just getting ready to leave when I got a text from Dave and I couldn't help but smile. After texting back and forth several times, I came up with the excuse that my internet wasn't working (which was true) and I couldn't do any homework with out it (which was somewhat true) so Dave invited me over. Of course we didn't do any homework. We watched The Office and talked and Dave played guitar and sang for me. I was amazed. He was smart, funny, nice, sweet, amazingly attractive, and could play the guitar. And I had really only known him for twenty four hours. I thought he was too good to be true.

But lucky for me, he wasn't. And lucky for me, he thought I was okay too. After the night of the ward social, Dave and I never went a day without seeing each other. I thought about him all the time. I hated saying goodnight and waited with eager anticipation to see him again. I loved every time we were together and I fell in love with him quickly. Soon Dave became the person I wanted to tell everything to. He became my best friend and just being in the same room with him made my day instantly better. I knew I wanted to be with him forever.

One Wednesday afternoon, I had to go on a field trip with my geography class to a copper mine. I was telling my mom about it that morning and she was asking about my plans for later that night. I told her that Dave had mentioned going geocaching but I thought it would be too dark to go by the time I got back. "No!" she said, rather quickly, "It will be fun in the dark. It will be like a treasure hunt. Take a flashlight." I didn't even think anything of how insistent she was that I go. The field trip took a lot longer than I expected and on the way back, Dave started texting me. Before I could respond, he texted again and before I could respond to that, he called me wondering where I was and when I would get back. Still, I didn't expect anything. I just thought he was really excited to go geocaching. He called again when I got back to the school and met me in the parking lot when I got back to our apartment. So we hurried to start geocaching and started looking in a spot next to the Provo River. It was a really pretty trail that was kind of set back from every thing else. Dave pointed out where he thought the box would be but I was pretty sure it was in a different location. I searched for a long time before finally deciding to listen to Dave and I finally found it. I was pretty impressed with myself. Little did I know that he had hidden in there an hour earlier. We opened the box and Dave started pulling things out. I was reading a note that we found in the box when he found a ring box. I looked down to find him on one knee telling me how much he loved me. At first, I thought he had just happened to find a ring box in there and thought it would be funny to pretend so I asked if he was serious. Finally, I realized he was being serious and I immediately got butterflies in my stomach. This took me completely by surprise. It was hard to believe that it was happening but I couldn't have been happier. Everything just felt right.

I am so excited to be getting married to Dave. I feel like I've known him forever and I absolutely love the person he is and the way he makes me feel. I can't believe that this is just Chapter One of Our Story.

"Our Story" according to Dave

We first met August 30, 2008. We both lived on the bottom floor at the Glenwood apartments and were in the same ward. I was in the laundry room moving my clothes into the dryer when Megan walked in. She looked amazing and out of my league so i just kept doing my laundry, trying to make sure it wasn't too obvious when I looked at her. I was wearing a soccer jersey from Guatemala, Megan noticed it and asked if I served my mission in Guatemala. (I was surprised that she talked to me) I explained that my family lived there and she told me that her brother was going to Guatemala for his mission. Not much else was said and we didn't even get each others names. So I finished my laundry thinking of this beautiful mystery girl I thought I'd never see again. Then I headed back to my apartment and she went off to a date. The next day after church a couple of my roommates and I decided to go knocking on some doors introducing ourselves (mission skills do come in handy). Of course we went straight to the girl's side of the building and randomly chose a door. Guess who happened to be in that first door that we knocked. Megan! Making some delicious smelling, funky looking banana bread. I finally learned her name and was struck from that moment on. We all talked for about ten minutes and then my roommates and i took off. The following Tuesday was the Ward Opening Social, it was tons of fun but pretty crowded. There was football and volleyball and lots going on. Well, I made sure i followed her around and tried to get on the same teams (I know, I know, how childish). But then she left with some of her friends to go get slurpees. My sister and roommate wanted to leave to go get our swimming suits so we could swim and since Megan was gone I though "sure why not". But then as we were pulling out of the parking lot, she walked past the car and asked where we were going... anyways.... I came up with whatever excuse I could to just stay and skip the swimming. It worked. We ended up staying and playing games in a small group and had tons of fun, after that we went to Tina's hot tub and hung out that night. Since that night we have hung out pretty much every night since. The first few weeks we would stay up playing cards till early morning. After some time and with my roommates telling me many times how obvious it was that she liked me I built up the courage to hold her hand. Yay! We kept spending everyday together hanging out with our roommates but before too long it ended up being just the two of us. We have lots of great times; beating her at cards, watching her volleyball skills, and watching movies. From day one things were different with Megan, I love playing guitar but hate singing in front of people. One of the first times we hung out i explained how i felt about playing and singing at the same time and then next thing I know playing the guitar and singing away. I guess that's probably when I really realized she liked me because she still wanted to be around me even after I sang. My family still hasn't met Megan but everyone i introduce her to loves her. Once she is out of earshot the comments start coming, "ooh, I like her!"..."she is so pretty!"...."she is so nice"... "don't mess this up, you'll regret it!".... Tell me something I don't know! Megan is amazing, throughout our experience dating she has been so much fun and kind to me. I still have a hard time getting over the fact that I got someone as pretty as her to date me. It got to the point that all I wanted to do was be with her. Last thing I thought of before going to to bed was Megan, first thing i thought of when I woke up was Megan. Every minute that we were both at home we spent together (and still do). I fell in love with who she is, the kind of person she is, and knew I wanted to be with her for forever... but not much time had passed since we started dating. If you know anything about my parents dating life you'll know that dating time doesn't seem to be an issue in this chain of the Robertson family. On October 28th I called Todd Winn (Megan's dad) to ask him for permission to marry Megan... he was out jogging with Lauren his other daughter! He asked if he could call me back in ten minutes... that was the most nerve wrecking ten minutes of my life! Well, ten minutes of pacing and deep thought finally passed and he called me back. We had a great talk and... yay.... I got his blessing. So now I had to ask her.... I don't know if anyone knows what Geo-caching is but basically its where someone hides a box somewhere and then goes online and enters the coordinates of the box, giving others something to go find. Its pretty much a little treasure hunt. There are miscellaneous items in the boxes and when you find one you're supposed to take something out and then put something else in. I hadn't bought a ring yet but had a diamond ring that I got in Botswana and had my roommate go hide it in one of the Geo-caching boxes by the Provo river. Sometimes they can be hard to find but i knew exactly where this one was so no worries there. Well, Megan took forever getting home from a school field trip and it started to get dark, I thought "great, its going to be too dark by the time she gets here to go looking" I thought my plans were ruined. She will tell you otherwise but I only called her once, to see where she was so I could decide whether or not to go through with it that night. Luckily she got home in time and we were able to have a little bit of light. Off we went in search of treasure that she didn't know would be there. After visiting a decoy cache we headed to the "chosen" one. I suggested the area for her to look(near where the ring was) but no, she wanted to look with me where I was looking. So I acted like I was looking around for the box (i could have won an Oscar with my fake search that night), and finally made my way nearer to the tree the box was hidden. Megan eventually "found" the box and handed it to me. I got down on a knee and opened the box and started pulling the things out of the box... a superman toy....dental floss..... a coin..... a spoon.... a ring box! When i pulled out the ring box I looked up at Megan and started pouring out my heart and soul only to be interrupted abruptly by Megan exclaiming, "Dave, are you serious?"..... "yes".... my speech continued.... then again and louder this time, "Dave, are you serious!?!" By this time i was getting nervous. I was surprised at how calm I originally was but her questioning quickly brought on a fear that I did not want at that time. I was also scared I would never get through my little impromptu speech with these interruptions and decided i better cut to the chase. "Megan, will you marry me?"............... "Of course i will!" Things are going great now, we are happily engaged and excited for the wedding which is planned for the 16th of January. I'm so grateful for Megan and who she is. I'm always falling more in love and am surprised every day at how amazing she is. I am happier then ever and still in shock at how lucky I am in getting Megan. I guess "lucky" is an understatement.