Holy Cow!

Days of School Left:  11

Days until Wedding: 56

Things to Do: 1,000,002

Can I hold my breath that long?

The Ultimate Romantic

On Saturday, my Sweetheart took me on the ultimate date... to the Monster Energy Supercross in SLC.  Wow, you say?  Wow is right.  It was loud, muddy, and cold.   To quote the tickets they said they would ride "Rain or Shine".  Luckily, the rain had stopped earlier that day.

Imagine: dirt, fire, loud motorcycles, pit-girls in tight leather, lots of spectators in camo, and more dirt.  The guys were excited.  The girls were there for support.  Although I do have to admit, it was exciting to see these maniacs on motorcycles as they all tried to make the first little corner before the other 30 riders on the course.  We were able to snap a few shots.

The only thing that would have made the night more memorable: a marriage proposal on the big screen.  I think he knew I would have said no.

Someday...

"Someday my prince will come.  In the Millennium..."  My roommates and I used to say that during our years at BYU.  For all of them, their Somedays came much sooner than mine.  I am happy to report (drum roll, please) I have found my Someday.  Dan proposed, and I (being the smart girl my mom raised), immediately said yes.

Wedding plans are now underway with as much speed and grace as I can muster.  My sister has been a lifesaver!  She has been kind enough to send me ideas and let me know the order and pacing of planning events.  The list is long but doable.  The first thing that was checked off was my dress which I found last week.  I knew as soon as I put it on that it was the one I wanted.  (Note:  The dress I tried on was a little too small.  Things will look better in the right size.)

I am so lucky my Someday came sooner than later!

  

A Time And Season

We have all heard the old adage "Everything happens for a reason".  Well, I'm a believer.  Seven months ago I had the crazy idea of moving back to Utah.  My family thought I had finally passed into the realm of insanity.  I was totally convinced of that myself.  When I had moved back to California, it was for keeps.  I was done with Utah.  On top of that, I had spent the last 12 months jumping through hoops to become a licensed teacher in CA!

That was late September.  One week later, I had an interview in Utah.  A week and a half after that, I began teaching 2nd grade in Utah.  My Grandpa was kind enough to let me stay with him until January when I moved closer to school.

I was finally where I was supposed to be.  It was in January that I met Dan.  We started to date and then continued to date.  It was sometime in there that I fell in love.  

I have been asked lately why I have been MIA.  My family knows that is code for something is going on. Now you know.  It is nice to finally be where I'm meant to be.  

Favorites

In No Particular Order...

Sunday naps

Rain on the pavement

Wind in the Aspen Trees

Ocean surf

Laughing 'til it hurts

Sunrises

Haircuts

School Supplies

Sunsets

Fresh cut grass

Pedicures

Hugs

Clean laundry

Waking up without my alarm

Gum

Spring mornings

Smiles

Clean Kitchens

Summer nights

Kisses

Babies

Fall leaves

Winks

Those Were The Days

I called Julia last night.  "You're going where?" she asked.  "To the Vanilla Ice and M C Hammer concert in Orem," I answered.  "Wow, are you serious?" she replied.

Last night was a serious stroll down memory lane.  Yes, I do remember that far back.  As a teenager I was never really into Rap Music.  It was just good music to dance to.  (However, I did have a friend that modeled his hair after Vanilla Ice.  It was pretty cool.)  I never imagined that I would see that much spandex, crimped hair, and serious bling again.  It was fairly amusing and vaguely nauseating.  All in all (I have to admit) it was fun to dance and act like a teenager for a while.  (Side Note:  Vanilla Ice and M C Hammer kept talking about the last time they were one the stage together 20 years ago.  Some of the kids there weren't even born yet!!)

As the evening wore on and M C Hammer was still going strong at 1:00 a.m., the thought popped into  my head, "I'm not cut out for late night parties anymore."  Needless to say, I slept until almost noon today.  I haven't done that in a long time either.

Moony Me

My boxes are still waiting to be unpacked.  There are spelling tests to grade in my book bag.  My closet is exploding with clothes that need to be hung up.  My sleeping schedule is in the toilet.

I am distracted by other, more important things.  I just might have figured out the male-psyche.  Well, one in particular.  I am quite taken by him.  How fun!