My turn to be tagged....

So I'm the one who got tagged this time. I'll do that in a minute. Quick update on our weekend. Isabella and I went up to Gettysburg along with my parents and Linda and Mike. Eric and Jenni just bought a house in downtown Gettysburg and were going to be doing some work on it. The plan was to get a fence built and maybe work on some painting inside. Their living room was pumpkin orange. Just a little bright! When we left that evening, all the fence posts were in and cemented and the living room, kitchen, and playroom had been primed. Not too shabby for a days work. Isabella had fun exploring and watching all the activity going on. This next weekend is a trip to Williamsburg for just Ken, Isabella, and I.

Now for the tagging:

How did we meet? We met at Institute but it took about 8 years before we started dating. At that point we saw each other in the hall at church and said we need to get together and hang out. Ken then went to Florida to visit a friend and called me a couple times from there. When he got back, we went out and I guess you could say the rest is history.

Where did you go on your first date? We went bowling and then to see the movie "Chronicles of Narnia." Our second date is funnier though, it was to the Adult session of Stake Conference.

How long have you been together? Since we started dating, it will be three years in January.

Who said I love you first? I think I did but it was in a card I left on his car.

Who is taller? Ken, but only but a few inches

Who sings better? Ken would probably say me, but his voice isn't too bad.

Who does the laundry? Ken definitely does more of the laundry which I am extremely grateful. I hate hauling clothes all the way to the basement and back.

Who does the dishes? Both, but Ken definitely does more than I do.

Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Definitely me. It just ended up that way when we got married.

Who pays the bills? I do.

Who mows the lawn? Ken, well weedwacks it anyways.

Who cooks dinner? I do.

Who drives when you are together? Ken does. Once in a while he's too tired or doesn't feel well and I do.

Who is more stubborn? I definitely am and I know Ken would agree with that one.

Who kissed who first? Ken kissed me (barely), but I must say it was mutual.

Who is more sensitive? Me, for sure.

Who proposed? Ken did. He came to pick me up for a date and when we walked out to the car, he had a path of roses with notes attached to them. At the end of the path was a bouquet with a note attached that asked me to marry him. I turned around and he had the ring box out. Obviously I said yes.

Who has more siblings? Me, I have 7 siblings and he has 3.

Who wears the pants? We both do, that how our marriage stays good, we both give and take.