The Day of Love

I saw this on someones else's blog and being that it's Valentine's Day I thought it would be a fun little tribute to Jeremy and I.

How long have you been married?
We've been married for 5 1/2 years.
How long did you date?
We dated for about a year and were engaged for a year...I know...waaaaay too long to be engaged. We had issues...with Jeremy not knowing if he was going to be able to go back out on his mission...and then my mom wanted us to be engaged forever so she could plan everything.
Who eats more?
I guess it depends on what it is. I think that we may be pretty even though...so sad for me.
Who said I love you first?
I don't remember...knowing myself I'm sure I said it first. I know that we were in love very quickly though...I believe two weeks after we started dating we told everyone we knew that we were getting married...then two years later we did.
Who's taller?
Jeremy...barely.
Who sings better?
I know Jeremy can sing but he never does...not even at church, he always lips it. I love to sing, that does not mean I'm better though. Apparently Jeremy was quite the choir boy in high school but I have no proof...he never sings.
Who does the dishes?
Hmmm, it's more like, who breaks for the sheer volume of dishes first? I have my days when I do all the dishes and Jeremy has his days when he's always doing dishes. Unfortunately for us we both hate unloading the dishwasher.
Who sleeps on the right side of the bed?
I do. It use to be opposite; I think Jeremy may still be bitter, b/c I didn't even remember that we switched when I was pregnant with Elle but he brought it up the other day...I think he wants his old side back...oh well.
Who pays the bills?
Jeremy pays most of the bills, there are a very slim few I pay, like the water bill. Sometimes I write out the rent check...and Jeremy does everything else.
Who mows the lawn?
The lawn service, hellooooo.
Who cooks dinner?
Usually me, but Jeremy comes home and makes dinner sometimes.
Who is more stubborn?
Me, hands down.
Who kissed who first?
This is actually a good story. Jeremy was dropping me off at my dorm and it was like 5 minutes before curfew. We had this awkward kind of sitting in the car not looking at each other starring out the front window moment. And then, IN SPANISH, Jeremy asks if he can kiss me. He asked me in spanish, because he was so nervous! Of course my 4 years of spanish in high school was close to useless and I didn't understand anything he said. He then went word by word slowly and had me figure it out because he didn't want to say it in english! I then said yes and we had the best kiss in the world, I still get butterfly's when I close my eyes and remember it!
Who asked who out?
Jeremy asked me out. It was great because I was building the courage to call him and ask him out and he called me!
Who proposed?
Jeremy did, on the sand dunes in St. Anthony at sunset, it was really sweet.
Who has more friends?
Seriosuly? I win this category hands down also. Jeremy refuses to make friends, whatever, his loss.
Who has more siblings?
And Jeremy obviously wins this one, my one sibling can't compete with his four.