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Steve and I are in the process of replacing our old dilapidated furniture with stuff that will/should last us the rest of our lives. First things first, a new bed. We have been sleeping on a bed that Steve inherited. Everything was ok until the station got new beds. He came home and announced that we need to upgrade our sleeping conditions. Up the beach we went; after testing a few beds, we finally landed on a Stearnes and Foster. It arrived today and Steve made it up. It's much higher than the nightstand and I actually have to hop up on it in order to sit down. I'll confirm by the weekend if I'm still in love with it, but I doubt we'll have any issues with it.
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It look my sister-in-law to create a blog in order for me to get inspired. Forget my two dear friends with theirs: http://quarlesquarterly.wordpress.com/ and http://joeyandlissa.com/. So here it goes. This will be the official blog for Steve and Liz Atkinson and our many adventures. Granted most of our adventures consist of getting out the door on time and not forgetting my shoes. We will focus on those that are more memorable: times with friends and family and other funny moments.
A little background on us. Our story copied from our wedding website:In the fall of 2008, a friend Erin told me there is someone they wanted me to meet. He worked with Dan and was funny and as Dan put it, we'd make a great match. I agreed to come down for the weekend in December. All week Erin pumped me up, so being super excited (and a little nervous) I dropped my dogs off and purchased my new-to-me 2003 4runner. By the time I got to Buxton, it was after 11pm, Erin greeted me at my car, we hugged and then this man met me halfway down the stairs. I thought, "good job Erin"... I hugged him, he had an incredibly cute smile. His name was Steve and he was tall, tan, and handsome. He also had a very blunt sense of humor and I was smitten immediately. Later that week, he drove to Raleigh to visit me and that was all she wrote folks. We spent the next 5 months driving to see each other every other weekend; meeting each others' families. In May 2009, we went to California for Thad's wedding, moved in together and I started a job in Hatteras. While we talked about marriage and family and dogs, etc. No one but Ashley and Cat knew what he had up his sleeve. On Christmas Eve, Steve proposed at my grandma's house and after squealing and a string of "oh my god"s I said yes!
She pretty much said it all. Although I did think there was something special there, I didn't quite realize I would marry her until the trip to California. We drove around California, a complete circle of Nor Cal. We arrived back at my mom's house later that week and a trip to Fort Bragg was planned. I thought we might be able to do some abalone diving when we went there but didn't think Liz would go for it. So I did my best to sell it to her as if she may actually enjoy it but I was still a bit skeptical. We looked at the ocean and it was rough as usual but I decided to try it anyway. We made our way to the dive shop and she was actually looking forward to it. We got our gear and headed out to Little River beach where it was usually calm. After a about three or four hours we got a limit of nice abs (that's slang for abalone). There was one particular part of the dive where we were in thick kelp, so thick you could almost walk on it. Sure most people would be losing their mind; there she was trudging away through the kelp. She never complained once. Most grow men will not get into 50 degree water with big sharks and low visibility, not to mention being pounded by waves slammed against rocks for a shot at some abalone. That's when I knew: when I looked back saw her kicking through the sea weed and her only reaction was a big smile. How could you ask for more than that? She has been and will always be my best friend. We have had so much fun together through our little adventures. We look forward to what the future has in store for us.
