You Look Familiar, Haven't I Seen You Somewhere Before?

On Sunday we had our friends Max and Dianna and their kids over for dinner. We had so much fun visiting with them. I have to tell you the story of Max & Dianna and Steve & Allyson and why we were destined to be friends, because it is just too unbelievable.


We met Max and Dianna about 10 or 11 years ago when they moved into our neighborhood. But the story really starts several years before that.


Rewind to September 1993. Steve and I just met the night before. We were on our first date which consisted of exploring Logan cave with a group of friends who had set us up. While we were in the cave we happened upon another group of people. As we were passing them we thought it would be funny to start talking in another language (why that's funny, I don't particularly know). So we made up some gibberish language and were pretending to be talking to each other and to the other group in this language. Well, the other group started answering us back in their own made up language. It was funny. Ha, ha. We laughed and went our separate ways.

Now, fast forward several years. I don't know how many. I'm guessing 7-8 maybe nine years later. Steve and Max are business partners. They are working up Logan canyon. They drive past the cave. Steve mentions to Max that that is where we had our first date. Max says he has been to Logan cave and when he and his friends went, there was a group of people there and they started talking in this made up language and Max and his friends started talking in their own made up language. And Steve was like no way dude! When was that? And Max figured it was around September 1993. So that was our first encounter with Max.


But the story doesn't end there.


Dianna and I were with some friends at our friend Cammy's house. This was probably just a few years ago. We were sitting around her kitchen table. Cammy's husband Aron turns on the TV and sound system downstairs and is shaking the entire house. We were commenting about it and I told the story of our first apartment, after we were married. It was 1995. Steve and I were newlyweds. We were living on the 2nd floor of an apartment building sandwiched between the girl upstairs who played her music too loud and the couple downstairs with the sub woofer who played their movies too loud. Our apartment was constantly vibrating from all the noise. It really made me crazy.


Well I'm telling this story and then Dianna asks where our apartment was. I told her. Then she asks if Steve ever went up to the girls apartment with a broom in his hand to complain. So I tell her yeah, he did. One day we had just had enough and the girl was playing her music so loud. Steve was using the broom to bang on the ceiling. After he did that, the girl turned her music up even louder, which really made Steve mad. So he went stomping up there with the broom in his hand to ask her to turn it down.


You've probably already guessed the ending. Yep. That girl was Dianna.

So, all those years later, we found out that our paths had crossed before. Funny how life works that way. Just to make the story even more interesting. When we decided on where we were going to build our new house and we were telling Max and Dianna, we found out that her brother and his family live in our neighborhood. Hmmm, small world.


Here are some pictures of our visit with them on Sunday:

Maddi, Max & MJ

Maddi


Max taking the skitter out for a spin

And he biffed it

Aubrey & Madi

Dianna giving the pogo stick a run for it's money

Max saying, here, let me show you how to do it

Anyone who knows Steve will be amazed that this event ever took place.

Ha! I have a picture to prove it!

Preparing myself mentally for the challenge

And this is where I ended up. AFTER 11 bounces I must add.

WOO HOO!

If you can end it well, everyone will forget about how you

totally fell on your booty. Right?

The kids enjoying the fabulous weather