Thursday, June 24, 2010

The Last Day My Last Name Was Bogart


This picture was taken a year ago.
A YEAR ago.

I went through the temple for the first time, we went swimming, spent the afternoon with our niece, and sweated like pigs since it was over one hundred degrees and the humidity hit you as soon as you walked out the door.

That night, we had a dinner with our families at the old, old Nauvoo hotel and restaurant that I stayed at once when I was a little girl and I swear it is haunted. When Mr. C. left me afterwards, I had all sorts of happy butterflies from my head to my toes. I don't think either of us were nervous about what we were about to do.
It was a fabulous day, but the next day was better.