This is us saying goodbye to our "special trashcan" at the end of the school year (not a very flattering shot of either of us - haha).
In case you've missed the story in past posts (which I'll repost sometime) it goes something like this:
(there may be some debate between us as to the exact sequence of events, but that notwithstanding . . . )
We met at an outdoor dance at our dorms, our first weekend as freshman at BYU. And somehow we ended up standing by this trashcan. And Zac was kind of nervously hitting the trashcan lid as we talked. Until I suggested that maybe we could dance, instead of stand around the trashcan.
And the rest is history . . . . :)