The day after Valentine's.

Love is more than the amount of flowers you receive on February 14.

It's more than presents.

More than a fancy dinner.

It's about working things out.

And having children together.

And making mistakes.

And choosing to be together for all time and eternity.

And laughing.

And staying up late just so you can be awake when they get home.

And foot massages.

And trust.

And wanting to be the best you can, just for them.

And accepting them when they aren't the best.

And sometimes fighting.

But always making up.

And missing them.

And kissing.

And thinking they are the most beautiful person in the world.

And growing old together.

And never running out of things to talk about.

Love is patient.

Love is kind.

Love dos not envy.

Love does not boast.

Love is not proud.

Love is not rude.

Love is not self-seeking.

Love is not easily angered.

Love keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil.

Love rejoices with the truth.

Love always protects.

Love always trusts.

Love always hopes.

Love always perseveres. 

LOVE NEVER FAILS.

1 Corinthians 13:4-8 

Thanks mom and dad for proving that true love does exist. 

And for always loving each other, and our family.

Happy anniversary.

"Unless it's mad passionate extraordinary love,

It's a waste of time.

There are too many mediocre things in life.

Love should not be one of them."

I'm back.

There are two guys in my institute class.

One, we'll call Ken.

He's got Ken hair. 

The bluest eyes.

And really white perfect teeth.

He looks a lot like Ken.

Hence the name.

Secondly, there's Jake. 

As in Jake Gyllenhaal.

Because he looks identical to him.

But with brown eyes.

He's obviously the more attractive of the two.

Things are looking up once again.

Big News.

First of all, I got a new job.

It is at Savory and Sweet.

A crepe restaurant.

Come visit.

Second of all, I'm moving.

In approximately 30 minutes.

All my things are packed away into boxes. 

I guess I'm finally a big girl.

Update.

I wish I had love stories to share, but unfortunately..

Not much is happening.

We went out again the Monday after our first date.

And it was great.

Really great.

And he has been texting me every single day since then.

But I have yet to see him in almost two weeks.

I get it.

He has school.

And work.

And sleep.

But I'm not really in the market for someone I never see.

I know everyone is expecting us to fall into a hopeless romance, get married, and reminisce about the time I bought him that drink.

But sometimes it doesn't work out how you expected.

Who knows, maybe we will fall in love.

Or maybe I'll never see him again.

But you know what?

I'm okay with either.

I did something most girls only dream of doing.

Then I got my perfect first kiss.

Maybe that is all it was meant to be.

And if so, that just means that someone even greater is in store for me.

The love adventure of Jenna Abram has just begun.

Stay tuned.

I'm officially out of the club.

Well.

Here I am.

Home from my date.

We met up for dinner in Orem.

(I was too little nervous for him to pick me up. You know, in case he was weird.)

Then we ate a little, and talked some.

When we finished our dinner, we talked for another hour or so.

It was still early so he decided we go see a movie.

I made it clearly obvious that my hand was free to be held.

And waited.

He cracked his knuckles.

Flexed his hand.

Cracked again.

Flexed again.

Then said something about me twirling my necklace and grabbed my hand.

Great movie.

Then we went for a little drive.

In his mustang. 

Nbd.

We talked and talked some more.

He's 1/2 Native American.

Sarcastic.

Hilarious.

Drives a motorcycle.

Lds. 

And has the craziest stories.

Like one about the time he tried to wrestle a alligator in Costa Rica.

What?

Then we went to Walmart and walked around and talked some more.

Then went and drove around a little more.

Then we just pulled up to where my car was parked and talked for a few more hours..

He is hilarious.

Then he said he wanted to go star gazing.

But I told him of the minor problem that we couldn't see any stars because of the clouds.

So he drew stars on the fogged window.

I started getting tired and noticed what time it was.

We talked for just a little bit longer. 

I told him I was a little nervous he was going to be weird.

He had the same fear.

According to him, I passed that test.

And I told him (jokingly) he got about a C.

And so he asked how he could raise his grade.

I said lots of extra credit.

Then he leaned over.

And raised his grade to an A.

Twenty Seconds.

"All it takes is 20 seconds of insane courage and great things will happen.

I promise."

-We Bought a Zoo

We walked into Sparks and he was the first person I saw.

A striped long sleeve henley, and jet black hair.

He was there with one other guy friend.

They sat at a corner table and when we finally got seated, 

we were in the perfect spot across from them.
He and I made eye contact multiple times throughout the night.

We could tell they were getting ready to leave and so one of my good wingmen insisted I buy him a drink.

So we had the waitress send over a drink with a paper that said,

"Enjoy the drink! 

#801xxxxxxx"

My phone number.

He smiled and waved when the drink was brought over.

Then they got up to leave.

He came over and introduced himself.

Caleb.

Then a few minutes after they left, 

I got a text message.

And after a few clever texts,

We made a date.

For tonight.

Things like that happen in movies and I never thought it would work for me.

Well for all the single ladies out there, a little bit of bravery goes a long way.

And sure, there is a chance he could end up being weird.

Or we may never speak again after tonight.

But karma has a way of working everything out.

And if you put yourself out there, something good will come eventually.

So, send a stranger a drink.

And wish me luck with my stranger.