Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Mountain Green the beautiful
What a wonderful weekend. On Wednesday, my fantastic fiance and I headed up to his lovely hometown of Mountain Green, UT (Pop. 1600). It is beautiful and tranquil and picturesque. I love being there because it is such a foreign existence, small-town Utah. Everyone is Mormon. And so friendly and open and warm. And the small-town Utah life isn't so bad as I had made it out to be. We attended the July 24th festivities (for those of you not in Utah, that's Pioneer Day... about the equivalent of July 4th) where all the little families came out for face painting and volleyball and corn-on-the-cob. We swam in the local reservoir. We hiked up to the water tower. We hung out with old friends and welcomed home a missionary. The days were packed and the nights were relaxed, and I love spending every waking hour (and some sleeping hours... for which we were berated by his mother) with Tim. Getting to know his past is so great to me... it feels like I'm more a part of him than before. Understanding his past enables me to envision our future. The first 21 years of our lives were great, but we are looking forward to spending the next half-century or so completely devoted to each other in a wonderful, fulfilling and exciting marriage! Being engaged is cool and all, but I can't wait to be married to this kid. Two months. We took a detour to Temple Square on the way up to have a moment at "our" temple. While there, Tim did a real proposal, in front of the temple and all. It was fun.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Adventures in baby-sitting
Recently, Tim and I have been practicing our parental skills on the bishop's kids. We're convinced he is actually just keeping us busy at night so we remain chaste while we're engaged. But we enjoy it either way :)
On one particular night, we ate at Rice King, got slurpees, played in the drainage system, and indulged in a rousing game of Settlers (which I won, I'd like to add)
Rice King and spoon-balancing.
Awkward picture... I think I was trying to pull him in.
Staged?
Settlers!
On one particular night, we ate at Rice King, got slurpees, played in the drainage system, and indulged in a rousing game of Settlers (which I won, I'd like to add)
Rice King and spoon-balancing.
Awkward picture... I think I was trying to pull him in.
Staged?
Settlers!
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Indulging Kayla
Ok. You asked for it Kayla :)
"But he continued, guiding her hand to his belt buckle while forcing off her clothes, the fleece, the soft T-shirt below that. He pulled down her jeans, revealing thighs that were chilled and reddened, as if from a sunburn. They took off their shoes and socks, a mess of wet grass clippings falling onto the carpet, then positioned themselves on the mattress..."
-Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lahiri
Ok, so I cheated a bit on this one. The closest book was actually The Holy Temple by Boyd K. Packer but the sentences were boring so I grabbed the book I was reading last night. And technically this is page 126, but the first chapter starts on page 3, so technically it is page 123. Ironically enough, it's the only racy scene in the entire book. But they're married, so it's ok.
**NOTE: A game Kayla challenged me to- pick up the closest book and type the three sentences after the fifth sentence on page 123.
"But he continued, guiding her hand to his belt buckle while forcing off her clothes, the fleece, the soft T-shirt below that. He pulled down her jeans, revealing thighs that were chilled and reddened, as if from a sunburn. They took off their shoes and socks, a mess of wet grass clippings falling onto the carpet, then positioned themselves on the mattress..."
-Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lahiri
Ok, so I cheated a bit on this one. The closest book was actually The Holy Temple by Boyd K. Packer but the sentences were boring so I grabbed the book I was reading last night. And technically this is page 126, but the first chapter starts on page 3, so technically it is page 123. Ironically enough, it's the only racy scene in the entire book. But they're married, so it's ok.
**NOTE: A game Kayla challenged me to- pick up the closest book and type the three sentences after the fifth sentence on page 123.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Planning the weddingness
Ok. So I did not realize how extensive wedding planning is. My ideal reception is dancing in a poppy field to a folk band barefoot in a flowy, knee-length off-white dress. What's up with 700-dollar dresses and receptions in cultural halls and catering and flowers and luncheons and invitations and honeymoons and married housing and registering (ok, so that actually was REAL fun) and receiving lines and bridal showers and gazillions of other things I told myself I would never do but now I'm sucked into doing?? I will not let my wedding stress me out. That is for my mother to do :) Rather, I think I will choose to consume my thoughts with being sealed for time and all eternity to my best friend.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
The proposal
So remember the time I forgot to blog about the most important moment in my life??
Ok. It was a tad anti-climatic.
I'll try to make it sound cool.
Tim really does rock. He really did try.
So after the ring was boughten, Tim was eager to propose in a slightly wacky and spontaneous way. I was eager to accept. Ok, maybe I just really wanted to wear my ring....
After about a week of anxiety (I checked his pockets for the ring everywhere we went), Tim finally decided it was the day. He paid the snowcone kid 5 bucks to slip the ring into my snowcone on the way home from school...
I, however, had other ideas that included not meeting Tim to walk home because I was enjoying an illegal dip in the Lib Square pool. Plan foiled.
All night, Tim insisted on a snowcone. I kept rejecting him because they are kind of expensive, we were apartment shopping, and we had ice cream at home, of course.
During FHE, Tim slipped away from the sidewalk chalking and came back a few moments later... hmmm...
After apartment shopping (we didn't get the studio we so desperately wanted either, so it was a wasted night!) we went on-campus to look up a number and surfed the internet for a bit. Tim was acting all weird and quiet and I seriously had no idea what was up but I insisted on him telling me. He finally said (very exasperatedly) that he was going to propose but I had ruined it. I took pity on his poor soul and said, well just do it then! We sat on his bench (the car seat from his fan that has been reupholstered into a lovely little porch sofa), he got down on one knee, opened the ring box and....... DRUM ROLL PLEASE!! It wasn't there. He started digging through his pockets and was like crap, crap, where's the ring?? We had been at Smith's earlier and I was all scared it had fallen out and I was like seriously Tim? We need to go to Smith's and he thought about going along with it but then he got all cute and smiley and he's the least deceitful person I've ever met and so he was all like "let's eat ice cream now" and I'm all thinking, yeah. right. So we sit down and he starts to dig in. I know something's up at this point because he's being all cute and happy with the ice cream. So he digs the ring out of the ice cream (and now every anniversary we will eat Breyer's chocolate ice cream... good thing it wasn't Super Banana Chunky Oreo or some other faddish ice cream that will go out of style next year) and then REALLY gets down on one knee and says every cheesy line in the book ("You complete me" "Make me the happiest man alive" "I can't live without you" and of course "Will you marry me?") and then I say "Ummm... nah." But he knows I'm kidding so then I say "Alright, I guess so" but he still won't give me the ring so I finally break down and answer it all generic-like with simply a yes.
And that is how I officially became the fiance of the greatest guy that has ever trotted into my life.
Ok. It was a tad anti-climatic.
I'll try to make it sound cool.
Tim really does rock. He really did try.
So after the ring was boughten, Tim was eager to propose in a slightly wacky and spontaneous way. I was eager to accept. Ok, maybe I just really wanted to wear my ring....
After about a week of anxiety (I checked his pockets for the ring everywhere we went), Tim finally decided it was the day. He paid the snowcone kid 5 bucks to slip the ring into my snowcone on the way home from school...
I, however, had other ideas that included not meeting Tim to walk home because I was enjoying an illegal dip in the Lib Square pool. Plan foiled.
All night, Tim insisted on a snowcone. I kept rejecting him because they are kind of expensive, we were apartment shopping, and we had ice cream at home, of course.
During FHE, Tim slipped away from the sidewalk chalking and came back a few moments later... hmmm...
After apartment shopping (we didn't get the studio we so desperately wanted either, so it was a wasted night!) we went on-campus to look up a number and surfed the internet for a bit. Tim was acting all weird and quiet and I seriously had no idea what was up but I insisted on him telling me. He finally said (very exasperatedly) that he was going to propose but I had ruined it. I took pity on his poor soul and said, well just do it then! We sat on his bench (the car seat from his fan that has been reupholstered into a lovely little porch sofa), he got down on one knee, opened the ring box and....... DRUM ROLL PLEASE!! It wasn't there. He started digging through his pockets and was like crap, crap, where's the ring?? We had been at Smith's earlier and I was all scared it had fallen out and I was like seriously Tim? We need to go to Smith's and he thought about going along with it but then he got all cute and smiley and he's the least deceitful person I've ever met and so he was all like "let's eat ice cream now" and I'm all thinking, yeah. right. So we sit down and he starts to dig in. I know something's up at this point because he's being all cute and happy with the ice cream. So he digs the ring out of the ice cream (and now every anniversary we will eat Breyer's chocolate ice cream... good thing it wasn't Super Banana Chunky Oreo or some other faddish ice cream that will go out of style next year) and then REALLY gets down on one knee and says every cheesy line in the book ("You complete me" "Make me the happiest man alive" "I can't live without you" and of course "Will you marry me?") and then I say "Ummm... nah." But he knows I'm kidding so then I say "Alright, I guess so" but he still won't give me the ring so I finally break down and answer it all generic-like with simply a yes.
And that is how I officially became the fiance of the greatest guy that has ever trotted into my life.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Toby's day with Aunt Cait
So today I was even lazier than usual. After two days of night shifts, I needed a break. Toby and I walked up to Tim's work and ate lunch, then we played in sprinklers and chased the ducks (actually Toby was scared of the ducks). Then we took a nap on the love sac and watched Atonement.
Lovely days
Summer days are wonderful. Besides the fact I don't get to see my fiance (um, how weird doe that sound?!) near enough since he works days and I work nights, I'm just basking in the heat and the laziness. And by laziness, I mean I'm still working full-time and coding and planning a wedding (which sucks. I really want to elope but Tim has vetoed that proposition more than once).
But sometimes we do hang out. And then it's great! Last Sunday, Tim and I hopped on over to Cecilia's just in time for dessert and curtain-making (by Kyle) and just had the loveliest time.
Isn't he hot in that suit? Mmmm....
We LOVE hanging out with Becca and Kyle. Too bad they won't hang out with us after we're married because they don't like married people... oh well, we still have three months to change their minds! Because they are the coolest married couple ever... and can I just throw out there that Becca's new calling in her ward is "Baby-sitting Coordinator"??
OH, and I got my ring! An antique. I stole the idea from Elisse :) However, it didn't take me four months to commit to it. I'm a little more impulsive that she is. I'm probably also a little too obsessed with it considering I didn't even think I wanted a diamond. But oh man, it is BEAUTIFUL.
But sometimes we do hang out. And then it's great! Last Sunday, Tim and I hopped on over to Cecilia's just in time for dessert and curtain-making (by Kyle) and just had the loveliest time.
Isn't he hot in that suit? Mmmm....
We LOVE hanging out with Becca and Kyle. Too bad they won't hang out with us after we're married because they don't like married people... oh well, we still have three months to change their minds! Because they are the coolest married couple ever... and can I just throw out there that Becca's new calling in her ward is "Baby-sitting Coordinator"??
OH, and I got my ring! An antique. I stole the idea from Elisse :) However, it didn't take me four months to commit to it. I'm a little more impulsive that she is. I'm probably also a little too obsessed with it considering I didn't even think I wanted a diamond. But oh man, it is BEAUTIFUL.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Tim wrote this verse for me...
For those of you who have heard the song Kate by Ben Folds, you know how much it describes me. I love that song. On our second-ish hang-out, Tim learned to play it on his guitar and played it for me. He also added a few verses. One goes like this (seriously, I was cracking up when he sang this to me):
She's for healthcare reform
She's from South Carolina
She's got a cute butt
and she's proud of her vagina
Oh, I have you got nothing to say
She never eats meat
She stays away from dairy
Blah blah something I can't remember... I wanna be Kate.
She's for healthcare reform
She's from South Carolina
She's got a cute butt
and she's proud of her vagina
Oh, I have you got nothing to say
She never eats meat
She stays away from dairy
Blah blah something I can't remember... I wanna be Kate.
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Hiking in the Tetons
So, I never posted about our Idaho trip.
Two weekends ago, Tim, his sister Charity, and I drove up to Driggs, Idaho for their grandparents' 60th wedding anniversary. I got to meet the family, and we went on this gorgeous hike in the Tetons. Here's the long-awaited photo documentation of that trip. We had so much fun, and Tim's family was so nice to me.
Two weekends ago, Tim, his sister Charity, and I drove up to Driggs, Idaho for their grandparents' 60th wedding anniversary. I got to meet the family, and we went on this gorgeous hike in the Tetons. Here's the long-awaited photo documentation of that trip. We had so much fun, and Tim's family was so nice to me.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Stolen pictures
First date jitters
Ok guys. I went on a first date with this guy last night, and while it started rocky, it ended up going REALLY WELL.
I was a little nervous at first, because he asked me to pick him up from the TEMPLE. Is that some kind of suggestion? I don't know, it was a little creepy though.
Then we went to eat. He's totally cheap. I suggested Olive Garden but he was like nah, I don't like sit-down restaurants, too fancy. So we got pizza. Sheesh.
Not only that, I paid. LAME.
And he kissed me. Right there in the pizza place! How rude! What kind of girl does he think I am?
We then went to see a movie. In the parking lot, he was drinking his drink and I accidentally rolled the window up on his arm and it splattered all over his tie. Oops.
Then at the theater we couldn't decide which flick to see so he ordered tickets for different shows. I objected, and we ended up going with Baby Mama, HUGE disappointment. Um, did anyone else that saw that notice the mic that kept popping into scenes??? I hope that gripper was fired.
I took him home. The end.
Oh wait, actually the beginning... we're getting married! :)
I was a little nervous at first, because he asked me to pick him up from the TEMPLE. Is that some kind of suggestion? I don't know, it was a little creepy though.
Then we went to eat. He's totally cheap. I suggested Olive Garden but he was like nah, I don't like sit-down restaurants, too fancy. So we got pizza. Sheesh.
Not only that, I paid. LAME.
And he kissed me. Right there in the pizza place! How rude! What kind of girl does he think I am?
We then went to see a movie. In the parking lot, he was drinking his drink and I accidentally rolled the window up on his arm and it splattered all over his tie. Oops.
Then at the theater we couldn't decide which flick to see so he ordered tickets for different shows. I objected, and we ended up going with Baby Mama, HUGE disappointment. Um, did anyone else that saw that notice the mic that kept popping into scenes??? I hope that gripper was fired.
I took him home. The end.
Oh wait, actually the beginning... we're getting married! :)
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