7/22/13 Borrowed weird Al albums from the library and said I got her into them.
7/24/13 Watched me run the temple. to 5k, drove me to donate blood ( rested her hand on my foot to comfort me) and took care of me when I felt sick (put a cold towel on my head, rubbed my tummy, and put her arm around me)
7/29/13 Usually I make my own lunch for work. But Kristina made it for me last night. She also got us to bed early and insisted that I get some extra rest.
We laughed almost the entire day yesterday.
We read People magazine together. When she read summer of it on her own, she let me read some Sherlock Holmes.
7/30/13 She is as affectionate as I am. We both feel a special kind of bonding and healing when we cuddle or hug. This is one
of the main reasons I decided to marry her.
8/1/13 Is better at hiding, finding, and remembering stuff than I am.
8/4/13 has gotten me into a lot if fun stuff: karaoke, country, Bacheleorette, people magazine
8/6/13 Her skin is warm and mine is usually cold. We both love touching each other because she gets to cool out while I warm up.
8/9/13 stood by my side when my tire got a flat. We met at my work and we started to drive home, but my Pontiac's spare tire started rattling. Kristina saw me pull over to tighten it, so she pulled over, too, and helped me find the nearest Big O Tires. More than anything, she gave me her emotional support by being there.
She drove behind me in her Hyundai with her emergency lights and signaled for people to steer clear of me.
8/11/13 Shares the gospel with friends and with new people we meet. Usually she's the one to initiate a conversation aboutthe church.
8/13/13 Went voting with me.
8/16/13 Rushed me to the BYU bookstore so I could get Macbeth.
Bought me a hotdog at Costco
8/16/13 Found me while I was at the recreation center. She looked for me on all the treadmills and in the bathrooms. I laughed and was touched. I was in the lobby the whole time.
Found an awesome app for keeping a grocery list: "Out of milk"
8/19/13 Last year, when she visited California with her dad, she kept a journal of notes to me. I reread them and it was fun to relive that memory.
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