Holy Cow this is OLD!!!

Since moving back to the Norman Oklahoma Stake people keep asking me if Jordan and I met in Idaho. Yeah right like I would ever go to that state of my own free will and choice. I was a Ute that's right Utah Ute, and by semi choice. Anyway, I constantly have to say "Actually I'm from (kinda) Seminole; I grew up (kinda) in this Stake." "Really?" "Yeah I'm Kellee ARMOUR-Wareham; my dad is Pres. Armour." Oh your an Armour girl". So apparently my name is known, but not me. But I do have to say that Armour Girls pretty much kick trash!!! WHOOT WHOOT!

Back to my point/story. Jordan and I met at a Youth conference way back in 2003. I was late for the testimony meeting ( I KNOW, so unlike me), and saw this really cutie pudgy (love ya babe) guy sitting on the back row. I'm cannot for the life of me remember who asked who to dance, but we dance out there on that empty (not) hardwood floor. Ok I remember this dance with this particular guy because he talked about putting in his mission papers and wanting to serve in Italy; Bailey loves Italy (I think partly because of the Italian Job) and I remember thinking why do I always dance with the guys who only dance with me to get next to Bailey.

Skip ahead to November something (if you want an exact day ask Mindy or Eric Choate) at the wedding reception of Eric and Mindy Choate. My friends and Jordan's friends were hanging out and Jordan asked me to dance. Being the ramdonly observant person that I am I remembered that this dude was about to go on a mission. And he talked about how he was going to Mexico. I actually remember thinking wow just leave for your mission already because there are other things to talk about; yet it was sweet about how excited he was to go and serve.

Today I was looking through some old files trying to find a picture of my Granddad and I came across this one! That striking young man in the blue shirt is in fact the man I now call my Hubby. See Jordan!!! We did know each other. To the point that I am the girl to the left with LONG brown hair, in the white shirt and red skirt. I actually think that I'm checking you out in this photo. Creepy? Maybe, but who cares we're married.

I have proof that a) I grew up here (kinda) and b) this all started back on July 12th, 2003 and c) I look better with long hair and you look better when you aren't waving your hand in the air like a weirdo I can't stop lookin' at.

Anf the last picture if the ONLY picture of Jordan and myself at my graduation. Sad? YES! But I didn't like him then anyway so what did I care. But I love ya now Babe! MUAH!!! 6 YEARS!