Monday, January 31, 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Basically, Brian and I have been dating for one whole year!
A lot of people said it seemed weird that we had already been dating a year. Like it went by really fast. I agree. It was fast. Yet at the same time, it blows my mind to think I have only known this boy for 365 days. It feels like years. It feels like a lifetime. It is hard to imagine days when he wasn't my friend.
That is probably the reason we've been together a year and are still going strong. Because we seriously are best friends. The majority of boys I have dated, were not my best friends. A couple were my really good friends, but even then I was a horrible communicator. Bless Brian for having the patience to break down my wall.
I have been thinking a lot lately about where Bri and I were at a year ago. It's so funny to remember the days when I didn't know for sure what he was like. When I was just getting to know him.
I remember vividly sitting on my cousin's bed, when her roommate walked in and told me Brian Weller thought I was cute.
Brian Weller? As in Brian Weller, my home teacher?
I remember the first time we hung out (he counted it as his home teaching might I add) and we made pizza while Shayla was at work. We finished it right when she got back and we all ate it together. The first meal of many more to come, in which I sat at my table with two of my best friends. I remember putting the pizza in the oven, making small talk, and discovering we were both student body presidents.
I remember our first official date. I was nervous about eating at Tandoori Oven. It is an Indian food place inside a sketchy, little gas station. The food is actually superb though. We love it now. I remember going back to his apartment where we bleached t-shirts. I remember telling him about my most awkward kiss story (I must blog about that story eventually). I remember him saying after my story ended, that he better call the band he had lined up for our doorstep and tell them not to come this time. Then I remember being at the doorstep and asking what happened to the band. He smiled and said they took a rain check.
I remember when he informed me he wanted to play me a song on the guitar. My heart fluttered at the thought of dating a musician and I asked if he knew how. He answered, "I can play Mary Had a Little Lamb or Smoke on the Water." I remember thinking after he said that, "Oh, he's one of those boys that thinks he can play." Then I remember when he walked into my apartment, later that night, guitar in hand, ready to play Mary Had a Little Lamb for me. He ripped out the most awesome version of Mary Had a Little Lamb I have ever heard. That wasn't all. He went right in to playing several Rascals Flatt songs, Yellowcard, Edwin Mcain, Relient K. . . .you name it, he probably played it for me that night. And I sat on the couch, with my jaw dropped, and my eyes probably glazed over, being a total girl.
Every day spent with Brian has been an adventure. And I am looking forward to the hundreds of more days to come.
Here are some pictures from our night of celebrating one year. Shayla and Ryan also celebrated with us. We returned to Tandoori Oven, went M&M bowling, and got Coldstone.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
This owl rug from Urban Outfitters is just splendid. The owls make me happy. The colors make me happy. I am half-tempted to purchase this rug and save it for when I have a little home of my own.
Articles of clothing in bright colors. Like my raspberry jacket paired with the new teal scarf I bought last week. Bright colors like these chase away any trace of winter blues I might have.
Shar pei dogs. I want one. Really bad. Looking at pictures of them makes me smile, so owning one would probably make me roll on the ground with laughter. I just want to push all their wrinkles up over their faces. I would maul one with love if I owned one. Actually, my very first dog was one of these. Her name was Ruffles. She was my parents' baby before I came along. Then Ruffles wasn't an only child any longer.
McDonald's fruit smoothies. I prefer the wild berry. If you ever see me at McDonalds, I am most likely purchasing one of these. Or breakfast. Otherwise, I will not set foot near McDonalds. It's no jamba. . .but then again, it's way cheaper than jamba.
My Burt's Bees with pomegranate oil is one of the best things to ever happen to my lips. Seriously. It is a superb defense against Logan's mean winter winds. It keeps my lips feeling so smooth and soft. Plus it has just a bit of color to it. Bless Burt and his bees.
Friday, January 21, 2011
I sent my fish, Chocoball, to fishy heaven.
And then welcomed Akon into my home.
I started dating BWell.
He was even my valentine. We made this cake. It was the first time I actually celebrated Valentine's Day. . .and it was kind of fun.
I competed at the WAC Indoor Track and Field Championship. Here I am doing shot, my least favorite event in the multi. I honestly think I liked the 800 more than doing shot. And the 800 is a killer race. It was a good experience, but I'm glad I don't have to do it again. I got a fancy WAC jacket for going though.
I went on a roadtrip with Shay and Piper to Vegas. Can't wait to go back when I'm actually 21 (this year, baby!).
I watched these two goofs get their nails done. However, I did not participate. Instead I made friends with the Oriental man that worked there.
I spent a whole morning making Brian a pretty legit birthday cake for his 22nd birthday.
I discovered my love for making cupcake creations. I also took a cake decorating class with my mom. My mom was way better than our teacher.
I followed the Old Farm ducks around. Basically every day.
I went to California with the fam, where we spent our time at the beach and the race track.
I wanted a circle skirt really bad. So I made one.
I went to Lagoon. Twice in the same month.
I spent countless summer evenings putting henna on my body, as well as many family members, friends, and neighbors.
I went to quite a few fun concerts.
I took part in being an obnoxious USU sports fan.
I played lots of volleyball with these lovely ladies.
I got all dressed up with Shayla for her 20th birthday.
I went to the HOWL dressed like an owl.
Holidays with the family.
I turned 20!!!
Oh, and I fell in love. Yep, I said it. Let's get real, we all know it's true. So I'm finally not going to live in denial.
I have a feeling that 2011 is going to be my biggest year yet. I am stoked.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
"Like an unchecked cancer, hate corrodes the personality and eats away its vital unity. Hate destroys a man's sense of values and his objectivity. It causes him to describe the beautiful as ugly and the ugly as beautiful, and to confuse the true with the false and the false with the true."
Martin Luther King Jr.
P.S. I have to say, I'm pretty proud of myself for picking up on the whole snowboarding thing. I still am not sure which foot I like having forward. . .but whatever. Maybe I'm an ambidextrous snowboarder. I have always wanted to be ambidextrous. And I only got stuck on a catwalk once, in which I got unstuck thanks to a little boy that was skiing past. He stuck his ski pole right at me and asked if I wanted a pull. Bless his soul for helping out the awkward adult.
Friday, January 14, 2011
ps.. I love this dress that Taylor is wearing.