David and I are getting more excited with each day for our big day! It's getting so close! This weekend I was able to see just a little more of the wonderful man I am marrying. Saturday for some reason, David had the worst luck I have seen in a long time. We got home from lunch and headed up the back steps to the patio that leads into my apartment. David went first. He stepped hard on to the bottom step which apparently was ripped from it's nicely nailed-in place due to his muscular leg strength. I was able to witness one of the most classic examples of weight displacement physics as the board flew up and was the perfect length to hit just below the belt. David literally knocked himself to the ground with my back stair. After trying to make sure that he was okay, I couldn't help but laugh harder than I had in days.
After this lovely episode, we decided to go to the water fun day that the University was putting on. On his way down the slip n' slide, his hand got stuck in one of the holes created by previous sliders and was jerked back in an unnatural way. (I hit my head the next time down...we are quite the pair!) Later, we were walking around and someone kicked a ball which skidded across the top of his head and knocked his glasses, bending them to a unique new crooked style we are contemplating keeping around.
On our way to the grocery store on our bikes, he hit an unexpected curb and mangled his gears, scrapped his leg and got grease all over his khaki shorts. :)
I don't remember what else happened, but it just got more and more dramatic as the day went on. While I am in no way reveling in the pain my poor finance experienced I share these stories because of what I learned about him. One thing after another went wrong and we started to worry about David's physical safety a little more seriously. By the third or fourth instance like one of these, I would have quit the day and possibly life. I would have likely been sulking and wanting to just go home and curl up in the corner hoping that a spider didn't decide to eat me alive. But not David. As the day went on, he not only kept a smile on his face, but he started laughing harder and harder and joking about the tragedy that would strike next. We enjoyed every minute together and had one of the best days we have had together. By the end of the night, we had cut his hair, cleaned up and enjoyed a fun David Archuleta concert and our favorite treat: ice cream!
I am just so grateful that I am marrying a man that is more mature and more able to cope with life's little mishaps than I am. He makes every day such a joy. I really am getting the better deal on this one. I am in love with David Love.
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