Here is the other TAG post I got. Hopefully it's not too much information!
1. Where did you meet your husband?
I met him in his bedroom the night he got home from his mission! Sounds so scandalous I know, but I will explain. I started to get to know Jenny - Paul's little sister - when I was in High School right after he left on his mission. During the two years he was gone Jenny and I became best friends and I got to know his family fairly well. So, when he got home from his mission Jenny called me and wanted me to come over and meet him.
2. What is the 1st thing you said to him?
I honestly don't remember, but it was probably something about what areas he served in and if he ever served in the area I was living in at the time.
3. What was your first date?Which date was actually our first is debatable. Again, I will explain. Paul got back from his mission the Christmas of my Senior year of High School. The next summer (after graduation) he told me that one of his buddies wanted to take out my friend Emily and wondered if I wanted to go with him to make it more comfortable for them. Little did I know, that he really wanted to go out with me and this was his ploy. So, under the impression that this was a sympathy date we ate at American Grill and then went and saw Jurassic Park at the drive in. After the movie when all the couples went separate ways, we went and got Ice Cream (so Utah) and talked for a long time! I remember how easy it was to talk to him and how different it was talking to him compared to my High School guy friends.
Because I didn't think this was really our first date, I count this next one. I was a poor Freshman down at BYU, and hadn't talked to Paul since the "sympathy date". It was the first day of school and I had just seen a guy in one of my classes that I had met a couple of years before at EFY. He was hot and we were walking to the bookstore together when we walked by Paul. He said "HI" and I felt obligated to stop and say "Hello"! Of course the hot EFY guy said "goodbye" and kept walking. I was so bummed.....at first. During this conversation with Paul it was established that he was a homebody (for Salt Lake, not for his house) and went home almost every weekend. I of course was in Provo with no car and at the mercy of friends for rides home to SLC if I needed them. My sister was getting married in a couple of weeks, so I was going to be heading back to SLC for the first few weekends for the wedding events. Paul graciously offered to give me rides back and forth if I needed them.
So, that Thursday I called him and asked if it was okay if I had a ride the next day. He said it was okay as long as I didn't have to be home early because he and some friends had to "stop by Park City" on the way home. I said that was okay, and after thinking about it for a while wondered if it was a date? I asked my roomies and they assured me that it was. So, I had to look cute just in case. Sure enough he shows up at my apartment freshly showered and obviously ready for a date. All my suspicions were confirmed when I went out to the car and there was a couple in the back seat, and another car behind us with two couples. This was his way of not really having to ask me out for a date, thus avoiding possible rejection. We had dinner an the Main Street Pizza and Noodle and then went on the Alpine Slide. When we arrived back in Salt Lake we talked again for a couple of hours, and arranged for the ride back to Provo on Sunday.
4. Where was your first kiss?
All I know is that it took him way too long to kiss me. It was actually really sweet and made the anticipation that much better. It was after we had been dating a few weeks and it was in front of Heritage Halls on the good ol' campus of BYU - Provo!
5. Did you have a long or short engagement and courtship?
Paul and I dated for two years before we were married. I was sure that I wouldn't get married until I had a Master's Degree, but I started dating Paul my Freshman year and knew pretty quickly that he was someone I could marry. Fortunately the drama of our relationship dragged it out until I was at least 20. Still far too young to get married - but it worked out great for me! I was even able to get my Master's Degree anyway! Our engagement was either 6 1/2 months (long for us Mormons), 3 1/2 months (pretty standard), or 7 weeks - quick! Explanation below!
6. Where were you engaged?Again, the date of the actual engagement is debatable. (am I spelling that right?) The first possible contender is January of 1995 on the day I left for 6 months in Israel. We had been dating for 2 years. Paul had gotten more and more nervous about me being halfway across the country having "spiritual" experiences with guys that might interpret them as being signs that I was "the one." The closer it got to me leaving the more he wasn't sure he wanted me to go. So, while I was in NYC on a layover waiting to go to Israel, I got a page from the Airport paging system. ("Kara Poelman, please pick up a white courtesy telephone") I knew it was him. He was an absolute mess and told me that he had just called the temple and confirmed a date of July 26th to get married.
Choice two is April 12th 1995 while I was still in Israel (despite Paul's begging for me to try to get a refund and come home). Paul knew he had some work to do to win over my family (parents) before the engagement could be official, so we didn't tell anyone (okay a select few-you know who you are). He went up to SLC every Sunday I was gone and visited my parents (buttering them up). Finally, On April 12th he got the guts to make an appointment with my Dad and ask for his blessing. That night he went to dinner with his parents, and my parents to celebrate. They called me so I would feel included.
Choice three is June 8th 1995, two days after I got home from Israel. This is the night he took me to La Caille for dinner, and up to Snowbird (I think....I seriously was SO tired and jet lagged - sorry Paul). That is where he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. The ring was incredible (thanks Heather for your good taste) and it finally felt official!! We were married 7 weeks later.
This is a picture at the airport when I got home from Israel. I don't think I've ever seen Paul smile that big! Okay, maybe one other time, but I'm not talking about that here. He obviously won over my parents!
WHEW!
7. Where did you get married?


8. How did the reception go?


It was hot, gorgeous, well attended, and fun. We had our reception at Red Butte Gardens up near the University of Utah. It was a really hot day, so our poor guests in line were overheating. We had a great turnout and didn't even get to taste any of our food. We heard it was great though (again thank you Heather).
9. How was the honeymoon?

This is one of only a few pictures of us together on our honeymoon! One of us was always taking the picture!