When I was between the ages of 12 and 15, we lived in Provo at the BYU married student housing (my dad went back to school and got a Master''s degree that he then proceeded to NEVER USE! But I digress....)
There were lots of things I didn't like about living at Wymount Terrace, but there were lots of cool things, too. Like, since there were about 1252 kids living within a hundred yards of our appartment, there was always someone to hang out with. But also, we were close to campus and there are actually a lot of really cool things to do at BYU.
One of my favorites was the Marriott Center Theater. I used to love to go to movies over there - by myself most of the time ('cause sometimes you have to get away from 1252 kids). They had a huge candy counter and I would buy myself about $.50 worth of candy corns and sit back and enjoy the movie. My favorite movie I ever saw there was Rocky III. I don't know why. I've never been a big fan of Sylvester Stallone, necessarily, but I totally loved Rocky. Still do. Own Rocky I-IV on dvd.
We watched them all again a few weeks ago and Marty was diggin' 'em as much as me. (One of the things I love best about Marty is that we have the same taste in movies.)
So yesterday, as I was driving to Walmart, my phone rang and this very Rocky-esque voice says, "How you doin'. I wonder if you wouldn't mind marryin' me very much."
He's so dadgum cute. I think I'll keep him. (Marty, I mean. And my Rocky dvds, of course.)