Friday, August 31, 2012

The First Two Weeks

Monday:
I love school.

Tuesday:
Just hang in there, it will be worth it in the end.

Wednesday:
I don't love school anymore.

Thursday:
I must be crazy to be doing this. I'm pretty sure I'm going to die. Find a happy place. Move to happy place and forget school.

Friday:
Ooh - it's Friday! No classes. That's a happy place.

Sunday:
Last week wasn't SO bad. I can do this. I love school.

Yep. That about sums it up.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Pay Day

You should know that my parents HATE Nacho Libre. You should also know that I LOVE Nacho Libre...ok, mostly just quoting it. I have successfully forced my parents to watch Nacho at least twice.

Now that you understand the background, you should also understand why the greatest pay day EVER was hearing my Mom say quietly to herself last night "I wanna win!" (Said with a distinctly Nacho accent). Wha ha ha! Nacho and his sweats are taking over!!

Monday, August 27, 2012

Lost It

People say you lose it once you get engaged. I have fought hard to deny that reality. Last week - it became undeniable.

A good friend and I decided to visit another good friend at the Fair to support the booth she was in charge of. I checked the website for the Utah State Fair for admissions fees and hours of operation, filled up my car with gas for the drive to Salt Lake, and picked up my friend for our grand adventure. We talked and laughed all the way to Salt Lake. We found the State Fair Grounds with little effort and without getting lost (that's a big deal for me in Salt Lake...ok, or anywhere). Then we looked inside the Grounds. They were completely empty. No one anywhere! Wierd.

So, we called our friend. Guess what? She was at the Fair. But the Utah County Fair in Spanish Fork! Three hours and some minutes after we started our journey...we finally made it to the Fair. Oh boy. Good thing the company was awesome cuz that was the LONGEST drive to Spanish Fork of my ENTIRE life!

Thursday, August 23, 2012

A Late Apology

To any of you still reading this blog - thanks for sticking it out. And sorry for being such a slacker. I will try to be better. But you should know up front that there is a great possibility that this blog will become the diary of a Grad student - that and a tracker for wedding planning. So, I hope you don't mind too much. But stay tuned...this could get interesting.

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Our Once Upon A Time


I should probably feel guilty that my blog has gone sappy...but...what can I say. Love is in the air?

Well, our story is certainly a tale as old as time ... our story starts - guess where? - the singles ward! I know, I know. I said I would never be one of those people who met their future spouse in the singles ward. It always seemed a little cheesy. But...The Lord has a sense of humor. Anyway, we met in February and became casual friends. I thought he was super cool - but when we first met I was doing full-time school and work so I honestly wasn't interested in a relationship. Luckily, or sadly...the poor guy thought I was interested in someone else so he never asked me out.

Fast forward a couple of months. This is where we had a little Divine Intervention...It was my Mom's birthday. Uncharacteristically, a friend and I decided to kidnap her for a girls night and go to dinner. As we were sitting there eating some super tasty food - in walked Placido. I thought, 'Hey, I know him. I should say hi.' So I did. Ten minutes later I came back to our table with a date for that Saturday.

Saturday he sent me a message saying he would really like to invite me to go to dinner with him. It was such a sweet way to ask - immediately I was intrigued. We had an awesome time! We laughed and joked, had deep conversation, and felt completely comfortable with one another. I think I knew after that first date - but it sure took me a long time to admit it.

For the next couple of months we continued to 'go on dates' and I absolutely loved spending time with him. The more I got to know him - the more I liked him. But I refused to admit we were dating. Honestly, this time it was my turn to think he was interested in someone else...so I profusely swore we were just going on dates as friends. Then, slowly everything changed. Somewhere along the way we fell in love. And in a quiet, subtle way we both just knew we wanted to and were supposed to get married. And poof - all of the sudden I was calling the temple and booking a reception hall.

And now there's a ring on my finger, a date in my planner, a dress in my car, a caterer on speed dial, and a whole lot of lovin' in my heart. We've made some great memories already and I can't wait for eternity to make a whole lot more!