So it's New Years Eve and this year's definitely not been what I expected at all. I tend to think of my years relative to the school year. So in thinking about the actual year...I've gotta go WAYYY back to last semester. So far!! I know. I'm getting old. Blah.
Sparing the boring and drawn out details...I'll just recap the year really (and I mean really) quickly. Ideally 12 sentences or less.
January: Second semester of college, I've got the hang of things a little better, and a new roommate.
February: New roommate (Brinlee) turns out to be just the perfect fit, Valentines day--absolutely hate it...okay "hate" is a little strong, but you get the idea...not my favorite holiday.
March: SPRING BREAK!! California and Disneyland=LOVE. Met Dan at the library (see what good little students we are...we met at the library!)
April: Hmm...not too much to say here. Pretty sure this was the first official date with Dan watching planet earth eating popcorn and drinking hawaiian punch, spent lots (and I mean lots) of time floating down the river, which conveniently worked out to always be on Tuesdays so Hannah and I frequently went to nutrition smelling like delicious river mud nastiness.
May: Some things literally went to hell and I never planned on them coming back, finished my first year of college, and headed home, more relieved than anything to be leaving Thatcher and parting ways with some people.
June: Work work work all week long, and I can't complain too much. It kept me busy and from thinking about a lot of things. Enjoyed soaking up the summer sun every chance I got. ALSO: Everyone left on their missions!! And so the mass letter writing begins...
July: Work work work...visit Utah and see all the cousins, family, explore Provo Canyon, and visit the Clarks.
August: Work, back to school. I learned a lot about forgiveness and gave up my vices. Started talking to a few people again. Went to FRY MESA the first weekend back in Thatcher.
September: Peppersauce Caves in Tuscon, Rees and Tracee's wedding, going on a second "first date" with Dan to see the Last Exorcism....which I'm pretty sure I swore under my breath the entire time and then laughed as soon as it was over.
October: GF status. Yeahhh...still adjusting to that one. Halloween block party :]
November: Thanksgiving break...much much much needed and I can't exactly say I was excited to go back to school, except to see Dan. ONE
December: Meeting the fam...went MUCH better than I had planned. Missing him entirely too much it's honestly quite ridiculous, but I guess that's what happens. Christmas in Utah, seeing all the cousins, mass insanity. Oh and snow in Arizona...right in my backyard. Got into the nursing program...and then deciding not to do it at EA. Probably one of the hardest decisions I've had to make in a long time. Relying on the Lord that He knows what's best and has the best intentions for me.
So now I'm sitting here looking at where I've been and where I'm going, and honestly if there's one thing I've learned this last year, NOTHING goes according to plan. It's quite frustrating but I'm managing. Let's see what next year brings. :]
Here's to 2010 and all the ups and downs. As for 2011: Bring it on!
Friday, December 31, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger....right?
Let's just lay this out straight: today has been a day from Hell. (I even capitalized it so it's not swearing--see Abbie I'm working on it!!) There's honestly no other way to put it without using any explitives--note: I haven't used ANY today. And yes I am patting myself on the back for it. You'll see why.
So I get up this morning knowing that I've got a crap ton of stuff to do today so that I can start nursing school in two weeks. First blow of the morning: processing my background check takes 4-6 weeks!! (WHY HELLO BLOW FROM WAY THE HECK OUT IN LEFT FIELD!) I only just found out I got into nursing school a week ago. Someone please tell me how I'm supposed to get all this done in that time frame. After much crying (yes I rediscovered my tear ducts today. They still work--no surprise), I put myself together as best I could and raced across the valley with my mother in tow to get all this stuff done.
Second blow of the morning: after talking to the nursing director (finally!) she informed me that I have to have the above mentioned fingerprints processed because that's a part of passing your cna. Apparently it's not enough to have a fingerprint clearance card, have passed my cna test, and have just found out that I got in so all of this crap does in fact HAVE to be done. Great.
Third blow of the morning: well the lady at the board of nursing said there's no way to make it go any faster. Screwed into the ground. Oh well, it still has to be done so at least I can get a job at a hospital and work as a cna.
So after much more crying and frustration--I tell you I'm such a girl. Abbie knows this...she has to suffer through it on a pretty regular basis--I came to the conclusion that it's probably not gonna happen for me this semester. It's just not lining up in a way that it's even plausible that it's gonna happen. I mean after all, 4 weeks doesn't shrink into 2. Talking to my mom in the car on the way home, it just is making a little more sense. She brought up an interesting point though. Maybe the test isn't actually getting in, maybe the test is saying no and having faith in the Lord that even though it's gonna take a little longer, I'll be a nurse one day. It's gonna happen.
Whew. So that puts a lot on my mind to think about for tonight. I've got a nice long list of all the things I've got to ask when I say my prayers. I hope He doesn't tire from hearing me. I feel like I've talked his ear off quite a lot lately. Maybe that's the other problem...I'm talking too much and not listening enough. It wouldn't be the first time.
So I'm doing it. I'm gonna let it go, and trust the Lord. He knows what's best and He's got the best perspective from way up there I'm sure.
Now it's just off to order books and figure out where I'm going to school next year. Any suggestions? Except Idaho...sorry Kendra--it's just too stinkin cold up there! :]
So I get up this morning knowing that I've got a crap ton of stuff to do today so that I can start nursing school in two weeks. First blow of the morning: processing my background check takes 4-6 weeks!! (WHY HELLO BLOW FROM WAY THE HECK OUT IN LEFT FIELD!) I only just found out I got into nursing school a week ago. Someone please tell me how I'm supposed to get all this done in that time frame. After much crying (yes I rediscovered my tear ducts today. They still work--no surprise), I put myself together as best I could and raced across the valley with my mother in tow to get all this stuff done.
Second blow of the morning: after talking to the nursing director (finally!) she informed me that I have to have the above mentioned fingerprints processed because that's a part of passing your cna. Apparently it's not enough to have a fingerprint clearance card, have passed my cna test, and have just found out that I got in so all of this crap does in fact HAVE to be done. Great.
Third blow of the morning: well the lady at the board of nursing said there's no way to make it go any faster. Screwed into the ground. Oh well, it still has to be done so at least I can get a job at a hospital and work as a cna.
So after much more crying and frustration--I tell you I'm such a girl. Abbie knows this...she has to suffer through it on a pretty regular basis--I came to the conclusion that it's probably not gonna happen for me this semester. It's just not lining up in a way that it's even plausible that it's gonna happen. I mean after all, 4 weeks doesn't shrink into 2. Talking to my mom in the car on the way home, it just is making a little more sense. She brought up an interesting point though. Maybe the test isn't actually getting in, maybe the test is saying no and having faith in the Lord that even though it's gonna take a little longer, I'll be a nurse one day. It's gonna happen.
Whew. So that puts a lot on my mind to think about for tonight. I've got a nice long list of all the things I've got to ask when I say my prayers. I hope He doesn't tire from hearing me. I feel like I've talked his ear off quite a lot lately. Maybe that's the other problem...I'm talking too much and not listening enough. It wouldn't be the first time.
So I'm doing it. I'm gonna let it go, and trust the Lord. He knows what's best and He's got the best perspective from way up there I'm sure.
Now it's just off to order books and figure out where I'm going to school next year. Any suggestions? Except Idaho...sorry Kendra--it's just too stinkin cold up there! :]
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
And this is why I will now begin training for a marathon
So I've got a pretty good looking boyfriend, and this fact was made pretty apparent to me today.
[Insert Picture of Sexy Rock Hard Body]
I also realized I'm at double F status--fat and frumpy. So to do away with the double F, I've decided that I am going to start training for a marathon. Yes I know that this has been an endeavor in the past, but I'd really like to just have a flat tummy. We'll work on the 6 pack eventually. But flat would be just WONDERFUL!
Then I could just appreciate the curves a little bit more. Don't get me wrong, I love my curves...but let's face it, a flat tummy would be nice. And that doesn't necessarily mean getting rid of curves, just accentuating them a little more, right?
Anyway, just some food for thought :]
Boys...They burp and they like to moon ya!! --Little Rascals
so then Abbie adds: And all I could think about was Arielle burping and Megan mooning!
[Insert Picture of Sexy Rock Hard Body]
I also realized I'm at double F status--fat and frumpy. So to do away with the double F, I've decided that I am going to start training for a marathon. Yes I know that this has been an endeavor in the past, but I'd really like to just have a flat tummy. We'll work on the 6 pack eventually. But flat would be just WONDERFUL!
Then I could just appreciate the curves a little bit more. Don't get me wrong, I love my curves...but let's face it, a flat tummy would be nice. And that doesn't necessarily mean getting rid of curves, just accentuating them a little more, right?
Anyway, just some food for thought :]
Boys...They burp and they like to moon ya!! --Little Rascals
so then Abbie adds: And all I could think about was Arielle burping and Megan mooning!
Sunday, December 5, 2010
FEAR THE FORK! Babies and HD TV, and Ugly Sweater Parties...hmm sounds like a week in Thatcher.
This blog has been in the works for a couple of days because, let's just face it, this week was intense!! We'll just start with by far one of the most epic games I've ever been to! (Okay I've only been to one other D1 game...so I don't know how I'm ever gonna sit through another one, but that's alright).
THURSDAY: So let's just say that holy cow...fear the fork. Yeahhhh buddy. If you'd like to read about the game, well Hannah Gunderson was so kind to write down the proceedings of the game. Read here :] While we were driving down there, Dan was on the po po watch (aka the cop watch) and I'm flying down the highway, going like almost 85--it's 75 out there. So I'm just cruising along, out of no where:
Dan: COP!
Arielle: Oh shit!
[Nervous laughter]
Yes, that's exactly how it went down. Excuse the language, but seriously I saw my insurance bill flash before my eyes. It was awesome. But the whole trip down there was super fun! We hung out at Raegan's house and ate some delish dinner and headed out to the game! ASU of course won!! Thanks so much to U of A's kicker. It's alright buddy...maybe next year you'll learn how to kick a little higher. Then the drive home, so cute. Dan just held my hand the whole time. :] Okay so the boy doesn't take losing too well, but it's okay, because at the end of the day he still likes me...even if I'm a sun devil. We played the make it or break it game with every one in the car--you know the one where it's a scenario of pretty much the perfect person, except one thing. It was super funny to hear the things that people came up with. Haha.
TUESDAY: So I let Dan read the last post on Tuesday night when he was over, and well needless to say, it was one of the most nerve racking moments of my life. I just climbed in my bed and faced the wall and was focusing on breathing. Not even joking. I didn't know what to do!! And he was just sitting on the end of my bed. I swear it was like a freaking half an hour to read it! Not really, but it felt like forever. So then, he gets up really quietly because he thought I was asleep or something, he kissed my cheek, and whispered really quietly, really softly: I love you. Oh dang I was awake. So he walks out, and then I was waiting for a second or two. I rolled over and looked at Abbie, thinking the whole time that Dan had already left, and we just started busting up laughing. And it wasn't exactly quiet laughter either. It was LOUD!!
Then we heard it...the door creaking open. Oh shiz. Yes we had just been caught laughing at him...and he hadn't even left yet! That was the worst! Okay I guess I should clear that up, we weren't laughing at him, more that the previous event had just transpired. I was NEVER, and I mean EVER, gonna let him read my blog, and then Abbie was like Arielle you have to let him read that post at least, and then I just gave it up, so yeah he's probably reading this right now...HI Dan!
WEDNESDAY: I was walking back from the institute with Jacquelyn Wolfe, Nicole Baldwin, and Tiffany Brimhall. We had just been watching Nicole's brother, Brian, basketball game. So we're walking home and we were talking about four letter words, and out of no where,
Nicole said: I bet when it happens, there's gonna be other four letter words associated with it. Dan's gonna say, Damn I love you.
[Then Jacquelyn pipes in]
Jacq: Yeah and Arielle's gonna say, Oh shit.
To make things even funnier, we all agreed that that would probably happen, or at least it was very very likely that it would come out like that!
FRIDAY: Okay this is what happens in the wee hours of the morning. Abbie and I end up talking about everything and anything...and lately, I end up balling my eyes out. (Honestly, I've realized lately that I'm such a ball baby! It's absolutely ridiculous.) The conversation spanned everything you could think of. Really. We talked about babies and HD tvs--which I think we've both decided that you can't tell the difference between HD and regular. We ended up being awake until 6!! I think I decided about 430 that it was pointless to even count on going to sleep!
So a few hours later, I wake up to go to class...yeah I made it through about 10 minutes of it. I couldn't even convince myself to stay. So Dan picked me up, and I hung out at his house for a couple hours...never quite getting to sleep. Ugh it was ridiculous. Let's just be nice and say I looked like a zombie. And that's putting it nicely. To finish off my day, I studied and went to bed around 1030, because I had to take my CNA test in the morning.
SATURDAY: Driving at 430 in the am. Highly recommend it. There is absolutely no one on the road! Except coyotes...which like to hide around corners and lay dead in the road. I'm pretty sure I just took off the head of the coyote and kept driving. But dang, I was awake!! Holy crap I was awake. The adrenaline was pumping and there was no way I was falling asleep after that.
So I'm sitting in the hallway and reading over my skills before I went to go take the skills test, and I just really missed Dan. I had just seen him, no joke 6 hours ago, and I would see him later in the day. I totally missed him though and I wanted to see him!! Ugh...the only bad thing about boyfriends, I find that I miss him in the most random times. Like at times when I should be stressing over a huge test...I missed him. And it was all I could do on the drive home not to speed like a crazy person just so I could get home faster and see him.
Then Saturday night, Monica got baptized!! I've gone to a few baptisms this year, and this one was so special. The talks were so amazing and the missionaries had everyone write down their testimony and put it in a book for her. Writing it down was so special to me. I hope she always remembers it, and honestly I think it was the best thing for me to just think about what I believe in and what I know to be true. It made me remember and realize what my institute teacher tells us every time we leave class...The Lord loves you and the Church is true.
Later, there was an ugly sweater party at my house! Haha super fun! We had a white elephant gift exchange. Dan picked first. Well Dan's gift was handcuffs and a stick horse. Okay, I don't think I've turned so many shades of red all at once. Everyone was like OHHHHHH!! Then a couple of gifts later, someone opened a pregnancy test. Then they asked if Dan and I wanted it...because apparently we were gonna need it for later. WHAT-E-VER!!! It gets better though, my number to pick was 24, so I picked my gift and it was fake money and police badges. Once again, I almost died. Haha then everyone really gave us crap for the gifts! When it came time for Brian to pick his gift, he asked this: If I trade with Dan, does Arielle come in handcuffs? Greattttt. Haha.
Well it's been a great couple of days...and honestly Matt Pellegrini right now wants me to leave my blog and go look at Christmas lights THAT AREN'T EVEN UP YET!! Hahah. Oh well, anyway it's been fun!! Seriously so much fun. Last night was by far one of the funnest nights in Thatcher thus far!
Quotes of the day:
hi my name is abbie colyar. i just took a shower and now I'm freezing. and I'm a mormon.
she didn't hear the wedding bells...she heard the wedding night.
THURSDAY: So let's just say that holy cow...fear the fork. Yeahhhh buddy. If you'd like to read about the game, well Hannah Gunderson was so kind to write down the proceedings of the game. Read here :] While we were driving down there, Dan was on the po po watch (aka the cop watch) and I'm flying down the highway, going like almost 85--it's 75 out there. So I'm just cruising along, out of no where:
Dan: COP!
Arielle: Oh shit!
[Nervous laughter]
Yes, that's exactly how it went down. Excuse the language, but seriously I saw my insurance bill flash before my eyes. It was awesome. But the whole trip down there was super fun! We hung out at Raegan's house and ate some delish dinner and headed out to the game! ASU of course won!! Thanks so much to U of A's kicker. It's alright buddy...maybe next year you'll learn how to kick a little higher. Then the drive home, so cute. Dan just held my hand the whole time. :] Okay so the boy doesn't take losing too well, but it's okay, because at the end of the day he still likes me...even if I'm a sun devil. We played the make it or break it game with every one in the car--you know the one where it's a scenario of pretty much the perfect person, except one thing. It was super funny to hear the things that people came up with. Haha.
TUESDAY: So I let Dan read the last post on Tuesday night when he was over, and well needless to say, it was one of the most nerve racking moments of my life. I just climbed in my bed and faced the wall and was focusing on breathing. Not even joking. I didn't know what to do!! And he was just sitting on the end of my bed. I swear it was like a freaking half an hour to read it! Not really, but it felt like forever. So then, he gets up really quietly because he thought I was asleep or something, he kissed my cheek, and whispered really quietly, really softly: I love you. Oh dang I was awake. So he walks out, and then I was waiting for a second or two. I rolled over and looked at Abbie, thinking the whole time that Dan had already left, and we just started busting up laughing. And it wasn't exactly quiet laughter either. It was LOUD!!
Then we heard it...the door creaking open. Oh shiz. Yes we had just been caught laughing at him...and he hadn't even left yet! That was the worst! Okay I guess I should clear that up, we weren't laughing at him, more that the previous event had just transpired. I was NEVER, and I mean EVER, gonna let him read my blog, and then Abbie was like Arielle you have to let him read that post at least, and then I just gave it up, so yeah he's probably reading this right now...HI Dan!
WEDNESDAY: I was walking back from the institute with Jacquelyn Wolfe, Nicole Baldwin, and Tiffany Brimhall. We had just been watching Nicole's brother, Brian, basketball game. So we're walking home and we were talking about four letter words, and out of no where,
Nicole said: I bet when it happens, there's gonna be other four letter words associated with it. Dan's gonna say, Damn I love you.
[Then Jacquelyn pipes in]
Jacq: Yeah and Arielle's gonna say, Oh shit.
To make things even funnier, we all agreed that that would probably happen, or at least it was very very likely that it would come out like that!
FRIDAY: Okay this is what happens in the wee hours of the morning. Abbie and I end up talking about everything and anything...and lately, I end up balling my eyes out. (Honestly, I've realized lately that I'm such a ball baby! It's absolutely ridiculous.) The conversation spanned everything you could think of. Really. We talked about babies and HD tvs--which I think we've both decided that you can't tell the difference between HD and regular. We ended up being awake until 6!! I think I decided about 430 that it was pointless to even count on going to sleep!
So a few hours later, I wake up to go to class...yeah I made it through about 10 minutes of it. I couldn't even convince myself to stay. So Dan picked me up, and I hung out at his house for a couple hours...never quite getting to sleep. Ugh it was ridiculous. Let's just be nice and say I looked like a zombie. And that's putting it nicely. To finish off my day, I studied and went to bed around 1030, because I had to take my CNA test in the morning.
SATURDAY: Driving at 430 in the am. Highly recommend it. There is absolutely no one on the road! Except coyotes...which like to hide around corners and lay dead in the road. I'm pretty sure I just took off the head of the coyote and kept driving. But dang, I was awake!! Holy crap I was awake. The adrenaline was pumping and there was no way I was falling asleep after that.
So I'm sitting in the hallway and reading over my skills before I went to go take the skills test, and I just really missed Dan. I had just seen him, no joke 6 hours ago, and I would see him later in the day. I totally missed him though and I wanted to see him!! Ugh...the only bad thing about boyfriends, I find that I miss him in the most random times. Like at times when I should be stressing over a huge test...I missed him. And it was all I could do on the drive home not to speed like a crazy person just so I could get home faster and see him.
Then Saturday night, Monica got baptized!! I've gone to a few baptisms this year, and this one was so special. The talks were so amazing and the missionaries had everyone write down their testimony and put it in a book for her. Writing it down was so special to me. I hope she always remembers it, and honestly I think it was the best thing for me to just think about what I believe in and what I know to be true. It made me remember and realize what my institute teacher tells us every time we leave class...The Lord loves you and the Church is true.
Later, there was an ugly sweater party at my house! Haha super fun! We had a white elephant gift exchange. Dan picked first. Well Dan's gift was handcuffs and a stick horse. Okay, I don't think I've turned so many shades of red all at once. Everyone was like OHHHHHH!! Then a couple of gifts later, someone opened a pregnancy test. Then they asked if Dan and I wanted it...because apparently we were gonna need it for later. WHAT-E-VER!!! It gets better though, my number to pick was 24, so I picked my gift and it was fake money and police badges. Once again, I almost died. Haha then everyone really gave us crap for the gifts! When it came time for Brian to pick his gift, he asked this: If I trade with Dan, does Arielle come in handcuffs? Greattttt. Haha.
Well it's been a great couple of days...and honestly Matt Pellegrini right now wants me to leave my blog and go look at Christmas lights THAT AREN'T EVEN UP YET!! Hahah. Oh well, anyway it's been fun!! Seriously so much fun. Last night was by far one of the funnest nights in Thatcher thus far!
Quotes of the day:
hi my name is abbie colyar. i just took a shower and now I'm freezing. and I'm a mormon.
she didn't hear the wedding bells...she heard the wedding night.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
What are you guys...50 and married?!
Okay so this blog title has absolutely nothing to do with what I wanted to blog about, but Abbie and I were talking about blogging and Rustin made the comment: What are you guys...50 and married?! That's like what my mom and all her friends do! Hahaha it was hilarious!
So really this blog is to fulfill a "prophesy" if you can call it that without being sacrilegious, but this is honestly so cute that it has to be shared.
A very cold morning i wake up and shes not there,
So i look straight up and i start to stare.
I wonder in my mind, "is she still asleep?"
Thinking about the next time we'd be able to meet.
A fell asleep thinking about her as a friend,
First thing in the morning is me thinking, "wow i hope this never ends"
Everyday we've seen each other for a little over two months,
Except of course when i have to leave for my hunts.
I've definitely savored every moment that we spend,
And then it comes to my mind, "Is she now my best friend?"
Every laugh, every sigh, every single goodbye,
Has been the moments where i can see our relationship fly!
I hate it sometimes when with her i act so sappy,
I just don't know how to express that when I'm with her I'm happy!
I'll probably give her this dream,
and she'll probably share it on her blog.
Kendra and Abbie will probably think I'm in love.
But she's different then what i initially thought.
She has a lot more for me, and i guess that's why i fought.
So here's to my sweetheart, even if it last or it doesn't.
To my Arielle, You are so beautiful! Thanks for giving me a lot of things that i haven't.
Okay, in reading this again, I could honestly cry, and I realized how emotionally retarded I am. Seriously, why can't I just say what I feel? I think it's a defect in myself. Oh well, I guess it'll just have to come out in different ways. I guess I never paid attention to showing it, because I've always known how I've felt (obviously) but I never thought that he didn't know. It's so dumb that I just can't say it straight up and out loud.
Like we were talking the other night, and he asked me what I looked for in a guy. Not a big deal at all. But I froze. It's like I know exactly what I want, but actually voicing it to someone, especially someone that I care about a lot, it's just hard. I shut down. Completely. Well it gets better, the next question was What do you see in me? Umm...can I chew this one over with a Twix please? I know this sounds incredibly dumb and stupid, but how do I put it into words and say it out loud how I feel? I've never been that person that can just come up with stuff like poems and sweet nothings to say. I just can't. I don't know what's wrong with me. Hmm...one day I'll figure this out.
But in the meantime...here's to you :]
I love the way you make me laugh...all the time about anything. I love that you care so much about me and you always want to know how I'm doing. I love that I can be myself around you and say whatever comes to mind (which happens quite frequently and not always in the most tactful way) and know that you won't judge me for it. I love the way you hold my hand. It's so secure and safe (if that's the proper word for it). I love the way you talk about your family, especially your brother. I know that it can't be easy for you to talk about someone that was close to you like that, but I'm glad that you do. I love the questions that you ask me (mostly because I suck at asking questions and I'm better at answering...most of them). I absolutely love that you take your priesthood and callings so seriously. I always swore up and down I'd never marry someone like my dad, but you have so many of the things that I absolutely love about him, like the way you honor your priesthood. With my dad, I know I never have to worry about whether or not he can give me a blessing because I know he always makes sure every single day that he is worthy, and I love that I feel that way about you too. I love feeling safe around you, because I know that you would never let anything happen to me or hurt me. I love that you are always making sure we're doing what is right and that we're not getting ourselves into situations that would get us into trouble. I love that look in your eyes that you get when you first see me in the morning. I love the way that you always let me know how grateful you are for me or how much I mean to you.
So this is to tell you what you mean to me. I'm so grateful for you. I know how far we've come and I honestly hope we get to go farther. I look back on it all, and I wouldn't change it for the world. All of that, that got me here. That experience helped me grow and learn. I think it did that for you too. I am so grateful that you decided to fight just when I had almost given up. I will always be grateful for the things that I've learned from you. I've never gone coyote calling...so that was new. As embarrassing as it was, it was so much fun to just be out there with you, getting eaten alive by mosquitoes, and scaring away anything that might possibly be coming in because I was laughing so hard. I've never had so much fun hiding from you, like when we were down in Sierra Vista for Jared's homecoming. It was so exciting to show up at church and surprise you! I will never forget that look on your face. It was a smile that I could never put into words. With you, I feel so happy and so safe. At the risk of sounding totally sappy, I never knew how much I was missing and how much someone else can make you realized what you're missing in yourself.
I've had the time of my life fighting dragons with you...and I hope we get to fight many many more.
So now the whole world...well really just Abbie and Kendra (but we'll go with the whole world--it sounds cooler) knows. And I feel like shouting it at the top of my lungs and writing it across every billboard. :]
Loveyou. <3
So really this blog is to fulfill a "prophesy" if you can call it that without being sacrilegious, but this is honestly so cute that it has to be shared.
A very cold morning i wake up and shes not there,
So i look straight up and i start to stare.
I wonder in my mind, "is she still asleep?"
Thinking about the next time we'd be able to meet.
A fell asleep thinking about her as a friend,
First thing in the morning is me thinking, "wow i hope this never ends"
Everyday we've seen each other for a little over two months,
Except of course when i have to leave for my hunts.
I've definitely savored every moment that we spend,
And then it comes to my mind, "Is she now my best friend?"
Every laugh, every sigh, every single goodbye,
Has been the moments where i can see our relationship fly!
I hate it sometimes when with her i act so sappy,
I just don't know how to express that when I'm with her I'm happy!
I'll probably give her this dream,
and she'll probably share it on her blog.
Kendra and Abbie will probably think I'm in love.
But she's different then what i initially thought.
She has a lot more for me, and i guess that's why i fought.
So here's to my sweetheart, even if it last or it doesn't.
To my Arielle, You are so beautiful! Thanks for giving me a lot of things that i haven't.
Okay, in reading this again, I could honestly cry, and I realized how emotionally retarded I am. Seriously, why can't I just say what I feel? I think it's a defect in myself. Oh well, I guess it'll just have to come out in different ways. I guess I never paid attention to showing it, because I've always known how I've felt (obviously) but I never thought that he didn't know. It's so dumb that I just can't say it straight up and out loud.
Like we were talking the other night, and he asked me what I looked for in a guy. Not a big deal at all. But I froze. It's like I know exactly what I want, but actually voicing it to someone, especially someone that I care about a lot, it's just hard. I shut down. Completely. Well it gets better, the next question was What do you see in me? Umm...can I chew this one over with a Twix please? I know this sounds incredibly dumb and stupid, but how do I put it into words and say it out loud how I feel? I've never been that person that can just come up with stuff like poems and sweet nothings to say. I just can't. I don't know what's wrong with me. Hmm...one day I'll figure this out.
But in the meantime...here's to you :]
I love the way you make me laugh...all the time about anything. I love that you care so much about me and you always want to know how I'm doing. I love that I can be myself around you and say whatever comes to mind (which happens quite frequently and not always in the most tactful way) and know that you won't judge me for it. I love the way you hold my hand. It's so secure and safe (if that's the proper word for it). I love the way you talk about your family, especially your brother. I know that it can't be easy for you to talk about someone that was close to you like that, but I'm glad that you do. I love the questions that you ask me (mostly because I suck at asking questions and I'm better at answering...most of them). I absolutely love that you take your priesthood and callings so seriously. I always swore up and down I'd never marry someone like my dad, but you have so many of the things that I absolutely love about him, like the way you honor your priesthood. With my dad, I know I never have to worry about whether or not he can give me a blessing because I know he always makes sure every single day that he is worthy, and I love that I feel that way about you too. I love feeling safe around you, because I know that you would never let anything happen to me or hurt me. I love that you are always making sure we're doing what is right and that we're not getting ourselves into situations that would get us into trouble. I love that look in your eyes that you get when you first see me in the morning. I love the way that you always let me know how grateful you are for me or how much I mean to you.
So this is to tell you what you mean to me. I'm so grateful for you. I know how far we've come and I honestly hope we get to go farther. I look back on it all, and I wouldn't change it for the world. All of that, that got me here. That experience helped me grow and learn. I think it did that for you too. I am so grateful that you decided to fight just when I had almost given up. I will always be grateful for the things that I've learned from you. I've never gone coyote calling...so that was new. As embarrassing as it was, it was so much fun to just be out there with you, getting eaten alive by mosquitoes, and scaring away anything that might possibly be coming in because I was laughing so hard. I've never had so much fun hiding from you, like when we were down in Sierra Vista for Jared's homecoming. It was so exciting to show up at church and surprise you! I will never forget that look on your face. It was a smile that I could never put into words. With you, I feel so happy and so safe. At the risk of sounding totally sappy, I never knew how much I was missing and how much someone else can make you realized what you're missing in yourself.
I've had the time of my life fighting dragons with you...and I hope we get to fight many many more.
So now the whole world...well really just Abbie and Kendra (but we'll go with the whole world--it sounds cooler) knows. And I feel like shouting it at the top of my lungs and writing it across every billboard. :]
Loveyou. <3
Saturday, November 27, 2010
He's worth keepin around
Okay so I know it's ridiculously lame to blog about my boyfriend, but as of late, he's been pretty funny. And these funnies (okay there's really only one funny) are definitely blog worthy.
1. It's a boy!!!
Yes. You read that right. Dan decided he wanted to make a fleece blanket--probably because I talk about how much I love mine and how warm it is. Anyway, so we went to WalMart and he told me to pick out a side and he'd pick out the other side. Alright...well I guess this blanket could mismatch horribly, but since it's not mine it really doesn't matter does it? So we perusing the aisles of fleece and there was this Winnie the pooh print and it looked like baby fabric! So I pointed that out, and never again will I ever say what comes to my head without thinking about it first...because it set up the entire evening.
I said: It looks like baby fabric! No big deal right? Wrong. Dan gave me the weirdest look like OH MY GOSH I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST SAID THAT. So I just laughed and kept walking, obviously hiding the embarrassment. So we finally picked out the sides: I picked the little mermaid and he picked cars. It's a very mature college blanket. Then out of no where, Dan says: You know what we can call this?! The BABY MAKER!! Now for those of you who haven't seen the proposal, the blanket that's on the bed is called the baby maker.
We are getting the fabric cut and Dan so kindly tells the WalMart employee (her name is Erin) that it's going to be our baby's blanket. The conversation goes as follows.
Erin: Oh are you expecting?! (With a cute grin on her face)
Me: (Complete and utter shock with a look that could've stopped Dan dead in his tracks) No. No I'm not.
Erin: Are you two engaged?
Me: Nope, just dating.
So as we were leaving, Dan offers to carry the fabric and I quickly informed him that the blanket was for MY baby so I could carry it. When I came home and told Abbie about it, she was telling me about a blog we both read and how the lady is pregnant and according to a Chinese calendar, she's having a boy! So Abbie and I looked it up, and according to the Chinese calendar, Dan and I would have to be having a boy. See for yourself! Click yourself :]
2. I'm thankful for...
I'm just gonna paste this text word for word. Not gonna lie, I almost cried. Almost...
Things I'm thankful for: Someone who allows me to be myself, someone who makes time just for me and spends that time making me feel like the biggest man on campus (small joke lol), someone who makes me want to be smarter every time I open a book, someone who allows me to be faithful to my priesthood, someone who takes my breath away every moment I'm with her, someone who I believe to be the prettiest girl alive. What am I grateful for? I'm grateful for you!
How do you even respond to that?! All I know is I'm one lucky girl...
I guess to finish this off, after this weekend, he's worth keeping around. Everyone's been asking me about him, and honestly I've never felt so shy in my whole life. I just want to hide behind my mom! It's really weird. I talk about just about everything else in my life, but get that personal and apparently I shut down and close off. Didn't know that about myself until a couple of days ago. Back to Dan, he is such a great guy, and I would be so happy with him...so so happy. So we'll just have to see. He makes me so happy. I guess you never realize how much you're lacking sometimes. Weird.
Going on the quote board as soon as I get home!!
"Probably not cause he's so buff and I'm so boobish."
1. It's a boy!!!
Yes. You read that right. Dan decided he wanted to make a fleece blanket--probably because I talk about how much I love mine and how warm it is. Anyway, so we went to WalMart and he told me to pick out a side and he'd pick out the other side. Alright...well I guess this blanket could mismatch horribly, but since it's not mine it really doesn't matter does it? So we perusing the aisles of fleece and there was this Winnie the pooh print and it looked like baby fabric! So I pointed that out, and never again will I ever say what comes to my head without thinking about it first...because it set up the entire evening.
I said: It looks like baby fabric! No big deal right? Wrong. Dan gave me the weirdest look like OH MY GOSH I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST SAID THAT. So I just laughed and kept walking, obviously hiding the embarrassment. So we finally picked out the sides: I picked the little mermaid and he picked cars. It's a very mature college blanket. Then out of no where, Dan says: You know what we can call this?! The BABY MAKER!! Now for those of you who haven't seen the proposal, the blanket that's on the bed is called the baby maker.
We are getting the fabric cut and Dan so kindly tells the WalMart employee (her name is Erin) that it's going to be our baby's blanket. The conversation goes as follows.
Erin: Oh are you expecting?! (With a cute grin on her face)
Me: (Complete and utter shock with a look that could've stopped Dan dead in his tracks) No. No I'm not.
Erin: Are you two engaged?
Me: Nope, just dating.
So as we were leaving, Dan offers to carry the fabric and I quickly informed him that the blanket was for MY baby so I could carry it. When I came home and told Abbie about it, she was telling me about a blog we both read and how the lady is pregnant and according to a Chinese calendar, she's having a boy! So Abbie and I looked it up, and according to the Chinese calendar, Dan and I would have to be having a boy. See for yourself! Click yourself :]
2. I'm thankful for...
I'm just gonna paste this text word for word. Not gonna lie, I almost cried. Almost...
Things I'm thankful for: Someone who allows me to be myself, someone who makes time just for me and spends that time making me feel like the biggest man on campus (small joke lol), someone who makes me want to be smarter every time I open a book, someone who allows me to be faithful to my priesthood, someone who takes my breath away every moment I'm with her, someone who I believe to be the prettiest girl alive. What am I grateful for? I'm grateful for you!
How do you even respond to that?! All I know is I'm one lucky girl...
I guess to finish this off, after this weekend, he's worth keeping around. Everyone's been asking me about him, and honestly I've never felt so shy in my whole life. I just want to hide behind my mom! It's really weird. I talk about just about everything else in my life, but get that personal and apparently I shut down and close off. Didn't know that about myself until a couple of days ago. Back to Dan, he is such a great guy, and I would be so happy with him...so so happy. So we'll just have to see. He makes me so happy. I guess you never realize how much you're lacking sometimes. Weird.
Going on the quote board as soon as I get home!!
"Probably not cause he's so buff and I'm so boobish."
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Can I...uhhhh....get a jump?
So NEVER HAVE I EVER...and I mean EVER...
...been caught making out! Seriously I don't know if I'm just super careful or what but that one happened last night. AWKWARD!! So I was over at Dan's studying...yes I was actually studying...for anatomy. Well it got to be around 11 and I was exhausted and not getting anything out of reading my notes. Sad day. So I decided that it was high time I headed home. I walked out to my car and turned it on--it's FREEZING outside that late! You've gotta get the heater fired up so you don't freeze on the drive home! Well Dan runs and jumps into my car on the passenger side and climbs right in, shuts the door, and then just smiles at me.
So we talked a little, laughed...because lets face it, everything is funny at 1130 at night. Listening to T Swift.
30 minutes later....
*knock on my driver side window*
A: [awkward, startling moment] *roll down window*
T: Can I uhhh get a jump?
A: [what the HECK?!] Umm yeah, I don't have jumper cables
T: I do *walks away*
A&D: [COMPULSIVE LAUGHTER]
note: the kind of laughter when you realize this has just become a killer embarrassing moment, and I don't have very many of those, so this was big.
So I'm sitting in my car, still listening to T. Swift, and honestly shocked at the previous 2 minutes of my life. Hahaha. What makes it even better is that I'm pressing my face into the steering wheel because it's cold and facial hair hurts. 'Nuff said. So Dan tells me later that Taylor made a comment while getting the cables all hooked up, all the while with a HUGE grin on his face: Sorry for interrupting.
AHHHHHH. I could die of embarrassment right then and there. Kill me now please so I don't ever have to see him again! Oh okay, enough with the dramatics. But really, I could've died I was so embarrassed. And all I could do was laugh. Oh and to make this story even better, EVERYONE KNOWS!! Naturally, Abbie knew right after it happened, because like a good roommate, I came home and woke her up and told her immediately. All of Dan's roommates know, and Olivia's whole apartment knows. Not that it's a crime or anything to kiss your boyfriend, but I seriously considered becoming Anne Frank for a week or so to let this one blow over.
One last thing, totally unrelated topic. At church on Sunday, Debbie--yuck nasty--was point at me and laughing. I really came dang close to walking over and asking what in the heck her problem was. It was slightly ridiculous and quite comical because Abbie and I were just laughing that they were being so obvious, because she'd point over at me and then her friend would look over and they talk a little more and do it again. Oh man. Girls girls girls! Learn the art of keeping secrets and being quiet about them. It was so funny though because it dragged on for a good 5 minutes. So I guess in all reality I should be thanking her for providing me with some entertainment prior to taking the sacrament.
Side note: the only reason this is so funny is because Debbie texted Dan the other day and said something along the lines of "why does everyone keep asking if we're dating?" VOMIT. I for one am insulted by this, and yes I realize I'm being rude and shallow, but if you knew Debbie, you would understand completely what I'm feeling.
Funniest moment at probably 2 in the morning, and only Abbie can appreciate it:
"He probably thinks I'm after them!"
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