I have been feeling the need write an actual post all week but have come up short on inspiration. It's like when Kumar (from the one of the best movies of all time, Bottle Rocket) says, "I lost my touch man, I lost my touch..." and Dignan says, "Man, you never had a touch to lose!"

I lost my touch.

But since it's Valentine's day I thought I would write a few things for the sake of my posterity.

I met Jared at church, he was the best looking, best dressed person in the ward. I later found out his wardrobe was a direct result of his job at Banana Republic.

Before I ever knew him he held the door for me and I froze. All I could muster was, "I like your shoes" before I ran away.

Another time he hosted a service project at his apartment and made waffles for everyone. I crossed his path just as I was throwing my half eaten waffle away. Again I froze and stammered on about how it wasn't that the waffle was bad... He just looked at me like I was an idiot.

After our first official conversation he brought me a lime to add to my water. A few days later, I returned the favor and the rest is history.

I love that what you see is what you get with him, he's never been one to fake it. He has an opinion but isn't afraid to change it once in a while. I love how he is willing to stand up for the little guy. He is loyal-- to a fault.

Jared loves to help and serve others. I remember once we were walking into Village Inn and there was an elderly couple walking to their car. Jared ran ahead and escorted the woman with her walker and then helped her into the car. I would never have thought to do that.

Another time a woman tripped and fell in front of us at the airport, Jared ran ahead and asked if she needed help up and if he could get her something to drink.

The best story of all is when Jared saved baby deer.

We were driving on 9th East in Provo and were stopped at a light to turn left when all of the sudden he jumped out of the car and ran across traffic. I was screaming at him to get back in the car. Not only had he been driving and left his door wide open, but we were on a street notorious for its auto-pedestrian accident statistics. Then I saw what the problem was-- a deer had tried to jump over a tall metal fence and her hind leg was caught.

Jared and a passing bike rider freed the deer, carried her across the busy street and let her down in the adjoining neighborhood. She ran away, but we like to think she comes to see us every once in a while.