No One Reads These Things Anyway....

And That is what I'm thinking about.

My Vast Experience Has So Far Concluded...

1. Sleeping in someone's arms feels oober nice and secure, but the actual sleeping part becomes more difficult with someone latched to you.

2. In consideration of #1, I'd rather sleep less than not be latched on to.

3. I think I can just deal with the toilet seat being left up.


4. Tithing = very very very very huge blessing


5. Splitting time between families is hard. You either get all time with one, and none with the other, or not enough with both.

6. I find myself counting down hours then minutes to when he gets off work, and sometimes I sleep to make it go faster.


7. Because of work, I see my husband a lot less than I saw my boyfriend , but I like to think that the time spent means more and more.


8. Although not being able to drive my own car bites, it is REALLY nice that he drives everywhere.

9. You don't have to be the lame disappearing married couple. Single people can still be good friends!

10. Sometime I've really got to learn to be less concerned about myself.

11. It IS possible to act like newlyweds you're entire life. An old man told me so.

Cliche = Truth= Best Day of My Life

Luckily our photographers made us appear highly attractive....

Because although we are genuinely happy....

We are also genuinely special....

and highly awesome.

This is just a SA-WEET picture.

Chuck Taylor = Best Man

My dress made me a babe, and well....he was my James Bond even before the bow tie.

THEY'RE HUGE!

Do you think anyone will notice if I casually stick my finger up your nose?

wind + lip gloss = hair stuck to mouth

I got your back babe

Now I got your back so much that my face is on it

My flowers smell looooovelyyyy, as well as look incredible

This is our most graceful dip-kiss yet. Yesssssssss.

He makes me laugh. I love it. Life is good.

Okay. Let's be honest. He is so attractive that it hurts. You know it does. I need an aspirin too.

"Goooood day Sunshine!"

We've got a long, wonderful way to go.
Not a bad view either. Wink.

I'm Cool Too....

I have noticed lately that lists seem to be the cool thing to do. Well, I'm cool.

• Girl outings are fantastic. Don't get me wrong, I like boys, but there isn't anything like a trip with just the good ol' gals.
• I'm getting to the point with everything going on in my life that I have had to turn on the "I don't care too much" mode in order to not go crazy....I wonder how my grades will be...
• I have officially decided that Ches and I want to be that awesome couple that takes hilarious pictures wherever we go. We may need to invest in a new camera.
• I want to build an epic fort, but I don't want to clean it up.
• The two previous posts were inspired by the blog of a stellar girl that I don't even know, I kinda want to be like said girl when I grow up. (That means that after I'm married I may end up occasionally calling Chesley "husband")
• My life is so good. So many excellent things have been taking place for me. I am a very blessed person.
• My love for old musicals has been recently revived. In the last few days I have enjoyed crying over the deaths of Tony and Bernardo, being creeped out by the pedophilish behavior of Fred Astaire, and falling in love with a somewhat depressed and emaciated, yet painfully beautiful Frank Sinatra. I'm basically in love.
• Not having your boss at work can be the pits, but when you realized that she would have been oober upset about how much had not been done the day before, you become grateful for the chance to make up the slack without her being stressed out of her brain. My boss is the best. She doesn't need more stress.
• My favorite asian, Hannah, is taking the GRE today. She'll rock it. She's amazing.
• I am unashamedly addicted to sushi, but am irredeemably poor. I may as well be Jekyll and Hyde.
• I feel rather satisfied with my first blog list

Welcome to Everyone Else's Life

So, a few weeks ago a good friend who has been going through a hard time found me on campus and proceeded to tell me what was making his life difficult. I am afraid he met me at a rather bad time, and as he was listing his stresses and concerns in a rather distressed manner, I snapped, and in a moment that I should have been sympathetic these were the words that tumbled out of my mouth in reply. "Well, welcome to everyone else's life", and then I turned my complete attention back to squirting ketchup onto the hot dog that I really couldn't afford to buy, but was starving so was doing it anyway. The poor guy could say nothing in reply. It was one of my few really jerkish moments in life. He kind of awkwardly said what he could and then left. How rude of me eh? I was sitting there worried about my own problems, so I let the frustration of someone elses complaining turn me in to a Mr. meanyjerkface. Lame. I gonna have to remember that next time I don't get the reaction I want from someone I am whining to. The non-budgeted hot dog was delicious by the way.