This story is especially for you Traci.
We had only been going out for 2 weeks when my birthday hit. The weekend before we had gone down to watch General Conference at Jeff's grandparents. There I met for the first time Becky and Traci who was there for Traci's birthday. No offense to anyone but it was probably the most uncomfortable weekend of my life. We'd been dating less than a week and I got to meet his Mom and celebrate a triple birthday (because all of our birthday's are so close). If you look at the pictures Becky took of us you will notice that I'm leaning away from him in every one. Meeting his Mom after a week would have been bad enough, but I had spent the entire drive down thinking: What am I doing. I don't even really know him. I'm probably going to break up with when I get back. Yep I was thinking that I shouldn't even be dating him and that it was stupid to be going down. My neighbor, however, had told me before we went down not to break up with him till after my birthday. That just made me feel guilty. It hinted that he had something planned and if I broke up with him he would probably be out time and money, but if I waited till after my birthday I would just be using him. Needless to say I felt pretty bad about myself and the whole situation.
Well we got back and I didn't break up with him (obviously), and my birthday rolled around. I still had to go to school, however, and I am not the kind to skip, so that's what I did. When I got back from my class I opened the door to find a dozen red long stemmed roses on my coffee table. This is not a bad way to make a girl feel good (it didn't hurt that this was the first time I had ever been given flowers). Then my roommate and neighbors sent my on a scavenger hunt about campus collecting simple little gifts. The last clue led me back to my apartment. There in my living room was Jeff all dressed up and waiting to take me on a date. First we went to dinner and then he took me to the mall to pick out a purse. He had heard me say that I wanted a new one, but didn't want to get me one I wouldn't like. (Isn't he sweet?) Then he took me to the River Walk in Idaho Falls. This, of course, scared me silly, because I had an idea about what was going to happen. This was considered the romantic area and many people came down here (because it is right by the temple) to propose. Now I knew he wasn't going to propose, but I was pretty sure he was going to try to have our first kiss. So as we sat on a bench I suddenly stood up and said, "The reflection from the hotel is ruining the view." and started walking. So we walked down crossed a bridge and got to the other side of the water. On the other side part of the walkway jutted out over the river so we went on to it to look at the water. As we stood there I could feel it coming to I turned and ran. Yep ran. Wouldn't you know he chased me down, grabbed me, and "stole" (his word not mine) a kiss. At the time it was really embarrassing and kind of scary but now it makes for one of the best birthday's ever.