Sorry for no posts lately. Christi and I had a very busy weekend.

On Thursday, we went in and took a very long multiple question test to make sure that we are compatible on most levels and facets of our relationship. This was followed up by hearing a talk from the worst motivational speaker I've ever heard. I guess I really don't have much experience listening to motivational speakers, but she was a lot worse than Matt Foley. The night consisted of 3 people telling us how to live out our married life. 3 people. 0 wedding rings. It's tough to take advice from people that don't even show signs that they are married.

This led to Friday. I've been dreading this day ever since Christi said that we were going to get married in the Catholic Church. Friday through Sunday was our marriage retreat. 3 days of going over questions and living back in dorm style rooms with unknown roommates.

As we walk into the main room where everyone was seated, I saw someone that I knew. I couldn't believe this. I knew someone at a Catholic retreat weekend in Omaha. I pointed ahead, and said, "Christi, look who it is." She responded with, "Yeah, I know."

At this point, I figure that we are pointing at the same people. Well .... close enough. I saw Jason Dourisseau, she saw his fiancee Summer. We approach them, and Christi starts talking to Summer. I think this is awesome since we'll be hanging out with them all weekend. Out of curiosity, I asked Jason what room he is in. He said '5', and wouldn't you know it, that was the exact room that I was staying in. After examining how many people where at our retreat, I had a 4% chance of getting matched up and roomed with him.

As would be expected, he was a great guy. He was really down to earth and good to get to know. He said that they are getting married in the last weekend of July and then both of them are heading to either Germany or Holland so that he can play some basketball in the European leagues.

Needless to say, I talked to him a lot about basketball, and found out that I was at a bunch of major games like the HS championship, game in Lincoln and Waco where he screwed up his ankle, and most obviously, the game at home where he tore down the hoop against Tennessee.

Long story short, the weekend was actually quite fun. It was a lot better (and different) than I originally throught it was going to be, and having Summer and Jason there helped out a bunch.