How I Met My Love

I found this on a couple of blogs I frequent and thought it was a good idea.  Sorry for my lengthy answers, but I thought some of the questions required a little more of a story than a simple answer.  Anyone reading this...consider yourself tagged.

How did you meet you LOVE?

(Answer all the questions HONESTLY)

1.  Where did you meet?

Weber State University.  I was walking up the stairs in the Union Building to my orchestra class and heard my name.  I looked around and couldn't see anyone I knew.  I'm sure I looked helpless trying to figure out who had called out my name while simultaneously trying to keep my cool so my friend, Sherice, finally rescued me and said, "It's just my friend, Marcos."  Okay.  I gave a polite wave and kept walking.  A few days later, he was talking to Sherice again over by the Greek offices, where a whole bunch of my friends were "studying."  He just comes on out and says, "Hey baby, do you want to go out some time?"  I could feel my face turn a hundred shades of red and probably land on something closer to purple.  All my friends were around and getting hit on by some wanna-be player was not exactly my style.  I said, "No, I don't even know you."  He comes back with , "Well, what if we double with Sherice and her boyfriend?  You know her."  "Um, no."  Then one of my sorority sisters blurts out, "I'll go out with you."  And that was that.  Marcos and Heidiann doubled with Danny and Sherice and I thought nothing more of it.  Apparently they didn't hit it off because they only went out once.  

Marcos and I spent the next year getting to be very close friends.  I felt so bad about the way I'd turned him down and never quite knew how to bring it up.  He helped me with my Spanish homework when I didn't get it finished in time and we became pretty close.  Almost a year later, I was trying to find a date for our spring formal.  I emailed my friend, Lisa, and told her I might just ask Marcos because we were good friends and it wouldn't be such a big deal.  Marcos happened to walk by her computer screen when she was reading it and saw the email.  He emails me out of nowhere and tells me he saw the email accidentally, but that he would be honored to be my date.  Crap!  By that point, I had a date so I didn't know what to do.  I just ignored the email.  As a side note, I didn't know who the email was from at first.  muboldi  I only knew him by Marcos.  What the heck kind of a last name is Uboldi anyway.  I would hate to have that for a last name.  Yep, it was a total curse!  Never think that you hate someone's name.  It might just become your own.  Now I'm quite fond of it...it is unique and is the name of a man I love very dearly.  

During the summer, I had an inter-communications class and had to interview someone from a different country three separate times.  My mom suggested Marcos.  I called him up and went to Centerville to interview him.  He turns the dang thing into a date by suggesting we go to Robintino's while we talk.  We had an awesome conversation and it hit me - I was completely into him.  The more questions he answered, the more I liked him.  It was actually a really great way to get to know someone that I would end up dating.  Just lay all the questions out on the table first and then see if you still like each other.  We finished the conversation watching a baseball game at the park.  At the end of the night, he looked at me and said, "Now can I ask you a question?"  I replied, "Sure."  "Would you ever consider going out with me if it wasn't for a grade?"  Ouch, that hurt.  "I guess," I said.  We met a few more times for my class that summer and then started "dating" officially in the fall.  

2.  What was the first thought that went through your head when you met?  

Who is this guy and why is he yelling out my name?  

3.  Do you remember what she/he was wearing?

Nope, but probably jeans and a t-shirt.  That's what he wore most days around campus.

4.  Where was the first time you kissed this person?  

Under the bell tower at Homecoming.  We became true wildcats that night!  When I realized he was following everyone outside, I was freaking out.  I'm thinking to myself, "Okay, I guess we're going to kiss tonight."  It was major anticipation leading up to a first kiss.  Then we get out there and I've made up my mind that I'm cool with it and he is just as nervous as can be.  He and a friend of ours (who we saw out there with another friend of ours) were taking the free mints and throwing them and talking and moving around all nervously.  It was like Jr High or something.  When the stupid bell started to chime and everyone started kissing, he wasn't even next to me.  What the heck!  He finally came over by me and it was like he didn't know where to start.  After waiting for my "prince" to initiate things, I finally decided to rescue him and just get things started myself.  Luckily after the awkwardness passed, it was actually a pretty good kiss and a great memory.

5.  How did he/she ask you out?

During the interview I mentioned earlier, he asked me if I would date him if it wasn't just for school.  For our official Homecoming date, he called me up and asked if I wanted to go.  Talk about butterflies...for both of us.

6.  Where did you go for your first date? 

Okay, it depends on what you consider a date.  That's why I rambled on so long earlier...these are not simple questions here.  Either Robintino's and then the park or Homecoming.  Marcos considers Robintino's our first date because even though it was for a school project of mine, he had the idea to go to Robintino's to talk and then paid for the date.

7.  How long did you know this person before you became a couple?

A year, almost to the date.

8.  Has this person ever proposed to you?

Yes.  He proposed on February 20, 1999 in Memory Grove.  We went on what I thought was a late Valentine's date to the Inn at Temple Square and then he took me on a carriage ride.  I was a little suspicious, but didn't think he would have a ring yet.  He knew I'd always wanted to go on a carriage ride so I figured he was just giving in to my constant requests.  We got down and walked around and he proposed on the bridge.  It was so sweet!  Hmm...he got down on one knee and said something like, "Babe, you are the love of my life.  You make me so happy.  Will you marry me?"  I may have left something out, but I know those lines were in there.  Cheesy, but sweet and totally true.  I said yes and then honestly, we were both so dang giddy...like school girls.  We didn't know what to do with ourselves.  We were prancing through Memory Grove and laughing and yelling.  I know, it sounds a little crazy.  It was, but it wasn't.  It was actually just true bliss.  We got back on the carriage and Marcos talked to everyone that passed us on another carriage (or a car or on foot).  He would yell out, "Hey, we just got engaged" and hold up my hand to show them my ring.  Just like Marcos!  

We were married 4 months later, on June 25, 1999 in the Bountiful temple.  It was another Marcos and Maria moment.  We were totally content to do our own thing.  We broke the mold a little and had the reception in my mom and step dad's backyard.  And of course I had no backup plan for inclement weather.  Luckily el nino calmed down that morning and we had a beautiful reception with no rain.  It was perfect weather!  I honestly never thought too much about my wedding except that I didn't really want to have it in a church gymnasium (sorry people) and I didn't want it to be boring.  That's all we really talked about.  Marcos had the same thoughts.  So I didn't worry about too many of the details like the cake, knife and serving thing, garter, napkins, etc.  I made the decisions and kept everything clean and simple, but it didn't matter that much to me.  Everything did end up beautiful thanks to my mom (and others that helped with different parts of the reception).  We were so much more focused on what we needed to do to have a great marriage, not just a great wedding.  We took those temple prep classes in both of our wards - overkill maybe, but I take eternity very seriously.  It was an awesome wedding though.  There was lots of food and dancing and no formal Mormon wedding line.  It was just mingling, eating and dancing.  We wanted it to be fun for everyone and I'm pretty sure it was - most people didn't leave the reception until 11:15 p.m.  We were having way too much fun to leave early.  It was another giddy schoolgirl moment, full of awkwardness and joy, all wrapped into one big bundle.  We were just so happy and in love.  It was a truly memorable day!  

9. Do you and this person have kids together?

Clearly everyone on this blog knows the answer to this already.  We have two little boys.  Dylan was born March 2, 2004 and Preston joined our family on March 15, 2007.

10. Have you ever broken the law with this person?

I don't think so.  We're not really the law-breaking type.  Maybe if you count speeding while we were both riding together in the same car.  Marcos can have a lead foot sometimes, but that's probably as close to law-breaking as we get.

11. When was the first time you realized you liked this person?  

When he emailed me about going to spring formal, I kind of got a little butterfly feeling.  And maybe even a little before that.  I couldn't believe he was so nice to me still and would help me with my homework, even though he always said he was part of our sorority's "black book."  Not true, but he always said that.  I for sure knew I liked him a lot that first date we went on when I had to ask him a million questions about himself.  He tells this entire story from a way different point of view.  He says I started liking him when he was playing soccer with a combined sorority/fraternity team (he wasn't in a fraternity, but they asked him to play with them).  He says as soon as I saw his mad soccer skills, I was hooked.  

12. Do you get along with any of the ex's of your partner?

I haven't met any of them and I don't want to.  I don't like to consider myself the jealous type, but I probably would be if I met one of Marcos' ex-girlfriends.  He ran into one of my ex's though and that was awkward.  The dude lived in San Diego so showing up to our ward in Bountiful was just weird.  I guess he'd gotten married and his wife's dad was in this bell choir that came to play for our ward.  Marcos just shook his hand and introduced himself.  I was the one who didn't know what to do.  I guess he's probably better than I am in situations like that.  But he tells that story a little differently too.  Crazy kid!

13. Do you trust this person?

Yes I do.

14. Do you see your partner in your future?

Um, yeah.  Eternal marriage and all I'd like to think so.

15. What's the most expensive thing he's given you?

I don't know.  He's such a bad gift-giver.  I love the man to pieces, but he is the type to show up to the party and be the center of attention, not plan anything.  He usually forgets to buy me a present.  Of the many many strong points the man has, giving gifts is not one of them.  To his credit, he would let me buy anything I wanted.  He is very generous, he just doesn't put much thought into stuff like that.  And I didn't ever think so, but maybe I'm a little pickier than I thought I was.  I'm just way too practical and a little bit of a tightwad.  If he buys me flowers, I am grateful, but cringe at the idea of money spent for something that is just going to die.  So I try to give hints and he does his best.  Okay, sorry.  More than I should have revealed about the crazy me.  But I guess my wedding ring.  I'm sure it's probably the most expensive thing I own besides our cars and our home, which we bought together.  If you want to know what the most expensive present I have given him is, it's a 1957 Fender Vintage Reissue Guitar (his dream guitar!!!!).  Yep, I used to be pretty good at presents.  Now I've laid off spoiling him so much and we just do what we can with a much tighter, post-home-owner budget.

16. What is one thing he/she does that gets on your nerves?

I remember being first married and realizing all his endearing quirks that bugged me, but didn't.  He can be so laid back and yet so OCD at the same time.  He used to play indoor soccer like 4 nights a week and watching his routine to get ready was hilarious.  He would tuck his shirt in, then untuck it a little, then tuck it in a little more.  Then he'd put his shin guards on and pull his socks over them and pull them up, and fold the sock down...   I love things like that though.  They don't really bug me, they're just a part of him that few people know about (well until now).  

As for a real thing.  I guess probably his tendency towards procrastination.  I guess everyone has that once in a while, but Marcos puts most of the important things in life off until he has to get around to it.  It makes the organized part of me a little crazy at times.  But we're pretty good at compromising and working with each other's quirks.  

17. What is one thing you do that gets on his/her nerves?

He HATES when I have a new project I'm determined to do that requires his help.  Remodeling or rearranging furniture just drives him crazy.  Not that he cares whether or not I actually move things around, but when he comes home, he wants to relax for a bit and not get roped into some new project.  I tend to be restless and need to change things often and he could go his whole life in the same clothes, furniture, car, home etc.  He's a pretty simple man by nature.  

18. Where do you see yourselves in 15 years?

Raising teenagers I guess.  Yikes!  That's frightening.  Hopefully in a little bit bigger home or the boys might kill each other.  But don't mention a new home to Marcos.  Mr. Content thinks we're going to live here forever.  :)  Also, I hope we are a little less strapped financially, but saving wisely for our future.

19. Will this person repost this?

Nope.  Not unless he wants to tell his side of "our" story.  Then he might make me help him.  Just kidding.

I hope none of you think my answers to these questions minimize the love I have for Marcos.  We have a fun and honest relationship and are pretty much open books.  There just isn't much we won't tell you if you ask us wanting an honest answer.  But he is the love of my life.  We were definitely meant to be together.  I know it sounds cheesy and I won't go into details, but we just were.  We both know it!  Even though we have our moments, we get through them together.  There isn't anyone else I would rather ride through this roller coaster of a life with than Marcos.  He is an awesome father and a very loving and caring person.  I couldn't have picked a better man for me!