I took my first picture of Ian at a Pendleton Round Up Chuckwagon BBQ.
I don't remember asking him if I could take it, but I'm sure I must have... well, then again, maybe not.
There are quite a few details of the day that would make GREAT posts, but I'll save them for another time.
Just know that I am not quite sure how I ever made a good first impression, but I must have. :)
When I developed the film the very next day, his face went on our fridge immediately.
Seriously... who does that?
I did.
One week later, he found me at the rodeo. He figured out where I was sitting, watched me head to the beer tent wearing shorts, a t-shirt and flip flops, and well, the rest is history.
He was wearing starched jeans, a button-up shirt with a button-down collar, boots, and a nice hat. (and for the life of me I can not remember if it was a cap or a "hat" ... I'll have to ask him to help me remember.)
I'm pretty sure it was the flip-flops that won him over... or maybe the purple sunglasses... either way, he got me... and I got him.
And each year since, when "Round-Up" time rolls around, I can't help but smile as I slip on flip flops, and he gets out his best jeans & shiny boots.
We're a pair.
He's my rancher, roper, cowboy, farmer, business man with a passion for cattle ... and I'm his short-haired, freckled faced, flip-flop wearing, photo-taking, story-tellin' , teacher with insurance who loves that our differences make us - us.
Happy "Round-Up Anniversary" Ian! :)
I love you and this life that we've made together!!
** and here are a few of my favorites from tonight (blurriness and all) **
p.s. Today was a better day... thank you all for your prayers.
God's grace is sufficient!
His blessings are many!
His love endures all!
