Yes, I had told Roon that I wanted him to meet my mom before I would wear the ring, but...it was sparkly. I like sparkly things. I called my mom before we went to pick up the ring and asked for her permission to wear it before she met him. She reluctantly agreed.
Since we were officially engaged, Roon and I decided to start planning some of the big details. Date and place. The date was pretty easy. The semester was over the end of April, and we didn't want to prolong a "long distance relationship" more than we absolutely had to. So, we decided on June. "Doofus" and his girlfriend had set their date as June 9th, so we opted for the 16th, so we would not share an anniversary. We picked a Friday, because we didn't want to have to have the reception the same day as the wedding. A little less stress for us.
When we started talking about a place, we were very responsible. We sat down and thought about all the relatives who would actually be able to attend the ceremony. MOST of the attendees would be from Roon's family, as most of mine are not members of our church. The closest temple to most of Roon's family was in Idaho Falls, which was about 25 minutes away from the school we attended. We agreed that it made the most sense. I called my mom, to inform her of our decision.
My mom was less than impressed.
I suspect that part of her disdain came from the fact that she had not met Roon yet. She didn't say "no", she just urged us to pick a temple based on what we really wanted, and leave convenience out of it. If Idaho Falls was what we wanted, she would give us her blessing.
I soon realized that if we got married in the temple that was closest to school, we would be just another "Ricks College statistic" getting married. That was the last thing I wanted, because I had a hard enough time with the fact that I was, in fact, a Ricks College statistic. "Ring by spring" recipient, OY!
The hard part was deciding which one to go with then. The only preference I had, was that I wanted to be married in a white temple. So we came to an impass. Roon and I just didn't have an opinion.
One day, Roon showed up at my apartment, armed with a solution. Postcards from the campus bookstore! He had bought one for every temple that was white, and in a reasonable driving distance (with the exception of the Dominican Republic temple) to both families. At first we just looked at the pictures, and weighed our options. When we had narrowed them down to the top 6-8 temples, we were at an impass.
We took the remaining postcards, and threw them up in the air! The one that landed face up, was our temple.
No. I'm not kidding.
This is how we came to be married in:
The Bountiful, Utah LDS Temple.
Betcha didn't see that one coming, huh?! When I told my mom of the alternate plan, she was thrilled. Not because we had changed our minds, but because we had made the decision according to what WE wanted.
So, the answers to the questions are:
3. Totally random/left to fate, and YES the plans DID change.
But wait! We don't have a song yet!
WHAT ARTIST ORIGINALLY RECORDED "OUR SONG"?
WHERE DID ROON AND I HEAR "OUR SONG"?
In Roon's car.
At the New Year's Dance.
At the bowling alley.
5 Point Bonus Question:
WHAT WAS OUR SONG?
Obviously, if you were at my wedding reception, you already know the answer to this. So, instead of answering that question, you get to answer this one:
WHAT DOES ROON SAY "OUR SONG" WOULD BE NOW?
Answers will post on the 25th at 8:00 am.