High School SweetHearts

This past weekend I was looking over some sample cards, programs, wedding invitations ... You know, all that fun creative stuff we girls love to love.

As I was busily scrummaging through my pile of paper I came across mine and Nestor's wedding program. Let me tell you, I am impressed with myself. These programs are insanely detailed. I believe I should be officially named the Detail Diva perhaps? I'm sitting here wondering what in the world I was thinking when it came to these programs? Oh yes. I remember. I was thinking that I was determined to have my "wow" dream wedding. And to tell you the truth, I had the most magical, beautiful, insanely fabulous, "wow" wedding I have ever seen. Yes, I may be a little biased but still! It was one of thee best days of my life so far. 

While reminiscing on that romantic dreamy day of September 8, 2006, I think about how I got to that point. The point where I was standing on that Alter with the man of dreams looking back at me with his adorable face. He loves me more then I could ever ask for. Sometimes I'm in awe at how my life is turning out. I have to sit back and remind myself that I am blessed beyond my wildest dreams.  And I mean my wildest dreams!

The Day I First Met Nestor: 

I was about to sit down at church on Thursday night when out of the blue this boy a few rows back blurted out "I was going to ask you to Homecoming." I turned and looked over my shoulder to see who had said that when I saw Nestor and his friend sitting in the seat behind me. I have to admit, I was feeling that "little girl crush" kind of feeling that you get when an older Junior boy likes you.... oh wait, I was a little girl. I was just fourteen years old! Sorry mom. 

Of course I tried to act like I didn't care but I just couldn't hide my excitement. He was just so cute and smooth. However smooth a sixteen year old boy can be I have no idea, but to me he was. He was so charming. 

The next day at school us cheerleaders had to sell root-beer floats for a fundraiser. I was at our cheer table when I saw Nestor walking in my direction. Oh no, what do I do? Do I look cute? Act cool Brit. As Nestor approached, he smiled and waved. Ah, that smile. We started talking while I served other students their floats and we laughed the entire time. I remember him acting all "smooth" trying to flirt with me and of course, I got that "little girl crush" feeling again! The day I fell in love with Nestor was that bright beautiful day outside on the hill serving floats with him by my side. 

The Day I First Met Brittany:

The first day that i saw Brittany I was in my workout gear during P.E. at Western Christian High School. I was turning the corner out of the Locker Room area when I saw this beautiful, blonde haired, blue eyed ... eighth grader walking towards the baseball fields with her"attached to the hip" mother. I immediately proceeded to walk by her and flex my muscles as we crossed paths, but unfortunately went unnoticed by her until the following year. From the moment I first saw Brit, I had a feeling that she was different from everyone else, a difference that captivated my enough to go through anything a Junior in high school could go through with the parents of a Freshman cheerleader. Not to mention the sister of a fellow classmate who disliked me (her brother). Nonetheless, every moment was worth the fight, because in the end, I found my match, my best friend, and my wife.