While still in Provo, Nate hurt his ankle playing basketball. Combine that with the NEED to go grocery shopping that very same night, and this is what you get:
Nate wasn’t embarrassed at all.
But I was.
Luckily it was about 1:00 am in the Springville Wal Mart, so we didn’t see anyone we knew. Or very many people at all.
You might be wondering, ‘Why didn’t Cami take Nate home and then go shopping? That was mean of her to make him go when he was so injured.”
Well, the answer to that question requires a confession:
Never, in the 2 years that we’ve been engaged/married has either of us gone grocery shopping alone.
Crazy, I know. It’s just one of those things we do together. Like vacations, or church. I’ve never even considered going grocery shopping alone.
And that’s why Nate was there. Broken ankle and all.