The Blog to end all Blogging

Not really, but this is like, the biggest month of my life and I am just now going to blog it. My husband is about to come home and probably be mad at me for sitting in bed all day, but I'm kindof sickly, so he'll probably forgive me, hopefully. Well, he will b/c he is awesome.
So, back to my list.
1. Wedding Day - Oh my gosh. It was wonderful. Lets start from the top. I got into the bathtub, careful not to get my hair wet, and washed myself with this soap my mom brought. It smelled like glory. I then got out of the tub and proceeded to sprial curl my entire head, which took about 45 minutes, and then i put it all up in a gob on top of my head. It looked freaking stellar. Rock me for doing my own hair and saving money. My makeup went equally well and I walked out the door looking pretty dang hot. We walk outside: Its raining. LAME. Got to the temple like 2 minutes late and David was freaking out. For once, he got somewhere early. :-) I guess it was important or something. So then, we check in and get scuttled to our diffrent dressing areas. My mom helps me put my temple dress on, and I laugh at all the brides who look way uncomfortable in their wedding dresses, silly girls. Temple dress is way smarter for in the temple. They all have to wear leotards under so that its temple-ready. They look hot, and not in the attractive sense.
Anyways, I get shuttled to meet David, which was wonderful. He looks so handsome in white. And every other color. But anyways, then we go sit in the celestial room for like, an hour. We do some temple-age, which I mess up and we have to re-do, but its all good in the end. The guy made fun of me. We sit back in the celestial room and comment on the amount of insane carving. It really is nuts. They finally come get us and then we get to meet our sealer. He is ADORABLE. For real. This really cute old man with a circle of white hair on his head. He talks to us for a few minutes. I can literally feel the love glowing out of us for eachother. It feels like pure happiness has been sprayed into the air and it is tangible. I can't stop smiling, and try to pay attention to our sealer instead of looking at David. This is really going to happen. We go into the room and all of our family is there. I don't really see anyone, b/c I'm trying not to look at David but can't help it. Our sealer talks for 15ish mintues, about what I couldn't tell you. He quoted prophets about the temple and marriage. He asks us to kneel over the alter and we do. Someone sitting behind me said that you could see the excitement in my body. It would start in my toes and go up my feet and into my legs and start shaking my whole body before I got it in check and then it started all over again. I just remember getting to look into David's eyes and think that this was forever. This was love. This was why I was here, on this earth, to marry this man and be his. The sealer told me I was beautiful and told david he was too. It was cute. He told us to kiss. I didn't want to kiss him too much b/c I was afraid I would jump over the alter and melt into his arms. He said the kiss wasn't good enough and made us do it again. I melted a little, but refrained from jumping over the alter. We got up and everyone came and said hi to us. I cried quite a bit, I wasn't the only one (my brother! true story!). Everyone was gone, Dads signed marriage stuff, then we were shuttle off into the dressing areas again. I got all hot in my wed wed dress and 4 inch heels, and came out to meet my husband (!). It has stopped raining! We go out, and its kindof anti climatic b/c we are looking for our photographer. Bad news, he's not there. So, we go out and everyone is confuzed, people call, get his number, and then I call him. I'm not that happy, he got the days mixed up. Bad times. He is in Provo. He will be there for the luncheon and is so sorry. I do not throw a fit, I become someone not myself and take it in stride. This whole marriage thing is working wonders. A friend takes some photos for us around the temple and with family. We go back in the temple to change into luncheon clothes. We drive to the Olive Garden. They forgot our reservations. Now I'm TICKED. I yell at some people (in a not too loud yell) and we get sat. From there on, smooth sailing. The food was great. Rich taking photos is great. Everything is great. We try to leave a few mintues early, and are sucessful. I change into my dress. Oh no, I ate too much at lunch. But it fits, barely. Me & David get in my mom's tiny rental car with my mom, dad & nick, and they bus us over to the temple. I get out and head to the square while nick & david go to get david's car so nick can take it to the B & B. Good times. People ask me if I'm missing someone, since I'm all alone, looking for Rich Bliss (our photog). I say suck it. Not really, but whatev. Find Rich Bliss, take a few photos of me and then David comes! YAY! We take lots of pictures. We take jump pictures. It hurts. We stand on a wall and get into trouble. It was worth it. We take spinning pictures, and leaning pictures, and dipping pictures. We were pretty sick of pictures. Then we get in his cool truck and drive to the reception, we are kindof late, buts its our day! Whatev! David loves his cake. Start the family photo buisness. Its all good in the hood. Lots more smiling. My mouth hurts. People start getting the reception. We make the rounds and say hi. We dance our first dance. It goes okay. The song seems a lot longer than I remember. Daddy daughter dance, next. My dads face is really red. He's not sure what emotion to show, so he's laughing. I love my dad. Then mother son. I go say hi to my mom. She gives me a hug. Then the real dancing starts. Then we cut the cake. Its delicious! Mmmhmmmm. I ate a plate ful, then ate some food and drank some drink. We dance more. I go upstairs and change. Come down to Michael Jackson. Perfect. We say hi to a few more people, then its time to leave. We go down the stairs the limo. Everyone is blowing bubbles. We get in and wave. The limo is fun. We had water in champange glasses. I wish there was a sunroof thing we could stick our heads out of. End scene.
Next day, breakfast was wonderfu. They had this sweet awesome cherry crisp delicous thing. YUM. We bum around SLC. Go to get chinese food. Go to Barnes & Noble. I get a book about cooking, but not a cookbook. Its hard for David to wrap his head around. We go back to the B&B and watch America's Best Dance Crew. Fanny Pack get kicked off. WACK, MAN! We wander around the B&B looking for salt for our Wendy's frys. Stole some from the dining room which we return the next morning. Didn't feel like staying till late check out, so we head back to Provo around 9ish. Get home and start opening our mountain of presents. It was fun, and we wrote some thank you notes.
Oh my gosh this is getting to be a freaking novel.
Fast foreward to Texas. Frost a bajillion cookies, go to freaking GP to see Dylan who is not home, get a LOT of queso from chain only in Texas, get sonic, say goodbyes to Texas spots we love. The reception hall looked fantastic. Don't think we got a photo of it. We are idiots. Brg. Everyone ate cookies and icecream. I think it went over well. Saw some people, said hi, people liked our slide shows, I think. A lot of people congregated by them. After, we help clean up a bit then drive out to Arlington to say hi to his band teacher? Whatevs. Get home, I have a massive headache. We talk to Nick & his Girlfriend Amber Dawn. Talk to the rents. Go to bed. (that was 3 days, PS)
Wake up entirely too early to go to the airport. Get there, and get sat in blukhead. I HATE THE BULKHEAD. Headache is still present, I sleep a bit, think I drooled on David. Oh well. We get in the car, FINALLY, and head to his parents house to meet the girls.
Drive to Nyssa, OR.
It takes a long time.
Stop at a sweet diner for lunch. Yum.
Get to Steph's house before her. "Whats a thunder egg?" "Hello to you too." They are radiant. I am reminded of our wedding day, a week before. It seems like much longer than a week. We all get ready and chill and go to the church for the reception. There are green lights in the fountian, steph is not happy about this. We eat and talk and have fun, and then Steph and Pete are gone, and we go to Whit's house to spend the night. Whit's dad knows my dad from college. Its a small small mormon world. I go to be early, citing headache, and cat allergies, both of which are true. David is somewhat sad to not be socializing, but comes with his wife. We go to sleep. I'm knocked out on benadryl. Awesome. Me & David are up first at 10:30. Talk to whit's parents for a while. Wake up everyone else at like 11:45. We left at 1ish. Took forever to get back to Provo, but we stopped at the mall on the way back in some Idaho town. Worst food court ever, so we went to Taco Bell. I drove after that. David didn't feel well. The alignment gets really bad and there is a bad vibration, which makes my boobs hurt REALLY BAD (I start my period two days later, which I'm sure didn't help) I'm grumpy. We get home, and are glad to be there. Sleep Sleep Sleep. Church at 1. Lovely.
This will have to continue later. I should probably get ready for class. Sorry for the novel. Its a lot to take in.
Also, I higly reccomend being married, espically to David Philip Allen. He's pretty fantastic.

Marriage

Sorry its been so long since I've written. We are about to go to olive garden, so I'll writing myself a reminder note to finish a blog post. These are things I need to expound upon:
Wedding Day
Fantastic B & B-age
My cute apartment
Steph & Pete
Stevi & Ty
Nyssa, Oregon
Shopping
Job Hunting
David's work
Loving my dear sweet husband to death, almost.
Soon, you shall know of all these things.

I waxed my legs today. It hurt like a bee. Seriously. Painful. Experince. But hopefully I won't have to shave for over a month! Hurrah the last weeks of summer with smooth legs. I was going to get a brazillian wax, but I just couldn't do it. I just did a regular bikini. Maybe someday I can get up the cajones to actually get a brazillian. But probably not. David will give me lazer hair removal at some point in our lives. Until then, I'll just shave like a normal person, I guess.
Also, my hair is now super blonde. Like, i dunno if its ever been this blonde. I like it. And my haircut is pretty rocking as well. It looks a lot healthier.
I like Aveda products. They are all natural and make your hair smell gooooood.
I am getting married in 15 days. HOLY TRASH.
I love David a lot. I don't like being apart from him. It makes us both freaking nuts. Bah.
I'll be out of the state of Texas in 7 days, and back into the state of Utah in 8. Rock on.

Things to make:

Calendar (Monthly to hang somewhere in the apt. Weekly desk variety to hang elsewhere for planning purposes, Daily for funny times)

Done:

Veil

Boutonnieres/Bouquets 

Sent photos to cake lady

Called my grandma, figured that out.

Things left:

Haircut

Dress Fittings

Olsens Addresses

Thank you notes

Cake topper photos

Florist?

Lists

This is a good place for me to put all my lists, b/c I can look them up wherever I go and not lose them.

Budget for next year:

All of Sabrina's Income (hopefully 500/mo after tithing): Directly to madre.

David's Income: (about 500 a paycheck after tithing)

-500: Pay off debt

-200: Groceries

-100: Insurance

-100: Europe

-100: Savings

All Movie & Eating out expenses: Paid for by Plasma donation ONLY. For serious.

Things I have accomplished:

I totally went to Utah and met with all my vendors.

Got the bouquets made for the BM's. 

Started on boutonnieres.

Wrote 6 thank you cards.

Things I have yet to accomplish:

Cake

Send photos for cake topper

Flowers

Final Number for both receptions

Cookies for Texas

Veil

Dress Fittings

Haircut

... there is more that I can't think of now but will add later.

Things

I've accomplished this far:

I have attempted to book honeymoon. Will try again tomorrow.

Figured out and ordered cake topper (its gonna look like us! cool!)

Got invites in, and made reception cards.

Booked Gyno (weds) and decided on Minera

Ordered reception favor boxes, sent to Grandma

Decided on my bouquet.

Narrowed down cake choices

Things I have yet to accomplish:

Dress fittings

Veil Shenanigans 

Book Florist

Get ahold of stupid photographer (aguh)

Finalize Cake

Decided on when to meet with each of my vendors

Lose 10 more pounds

Wear shoes a lot 

Blah Blah Blah

Live your life with no regrets

Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense. 

- Ralph Waldo Emmerson

Things to do before I get married:

Book Honeymoon

Get list of 5 Salt Lake Florists together: book times to go see them while in Utah.

Figure out what dang cake I want

Also, what dang cake topper

Go Buy starter Veil

Make Veil

Dress Fittings

GYNO

Wear shoes a lot to break in (they are 4 inch heels! sweeet!)

Texas

It has been... intresting.
Me and my mom got in a fight the second day I got home, but we have been okay since then. We went shopping yesterday and I got stuck in a dress b/c the zipper broke. It wasn't even because it was too small- - it was too big! Lame, because it was cute and we couldn't buy it then. I am on the quest for the perfect engagment picture colothes. Its an ordeal to say the least. I hate shopping for something in particular. I like shopping for things I don't need. Thats probably not a good thing. I'm going to go to Plato's closet this afternoon.
I need to go make cookie glaze and make some cookies for Maddie, the little girl I was supposed to play with this week but got totally busy with stuff with my grandma and wedding invites and working out. Basically, I'm a jerk. I feel real bad.
I have been working out a lot. Like, 9 times a week on average. And I've been eating less. Maybe it's because I'm around my Grandma all day long and she eats basically nothing. Maybe its b/c I'm on Nurtisystem. Who knows.
David came and saw me last weekend. It was wonderful. And he's coming to see me next weekend. I'm excited. Picturessss!
I got a massage yesterday. And I'm going to get another one on wednesday. No shame. My massue's name is Kenny. Baha.
I got some new work out clothes. I got some sweet long sweat-shorts that remind me of Brooklyn, and some short booty shorts that remind me of. .. me. haha. But I don't know where my booty shorts are. Lame. I also got some nail-streghtner that I need to go put a new coat of on. My nails are going to be mucho pretty next year.
We may have gotten an apartment. But we'll find out soon. If we didn't, I'll be on the craigslist hunt again. Rock.
My Grandma is not doing so well these days. She won't eat anything except a few bites when we make her, and she won't do much of anything else eaither. Its not too fun. She's going downhill pretty quickly. My mom is semi-in denial of this. I think that after I leave she should just put her in a a home, because there is no one to watch her during fall semester (we have a friend a BYU-I who is home for winter) and because its starting to get to the point where she will forget to go to the bathroom, etc, etc.
As for payment, our housing will be paid for next year, but we will still write a check for rent every month, and just send it to my parents. That means our rent next year should be mostly paid for, which is cool. I just hope that we can find a place to live that won't make me want to die.
I'm offically signed up for 13 hours next semester. Super lame, if you ask me. David is doing 14. We are both going to be working. We won't ever see eachother, but it'll be good, I think. We'll put some money in the bank and pay off everything.
I am having a sleepover with Laura tonight. I smell adventure, and possibly some fast food. We'll see. We are going to the pancake breakfast in the morning. FUNNN!
I am so ready to come visit in June. Its going to be wonderful.

Everybody pops

I've been pooping a lot lately. Like, every time I go pee. I wonder if that is heathly.

Now onto more serious stuff.

My soul is dying in this town called Provo. I need to get out. I need to run in circles in the sunshine in the sprinklers in the green green grass of my front lawn in Irving, Texas. I need to walk down to Sonic wearing flipflops and a t-shirt over my swim suit and get a diet cherry limeade. I need to go to Lauras and spend hours holed up in her room, listening to good music, surfing the web and writing in our journals. I need to be in my room, my room that I painted. I need to look at my harp poster hanging above my bed and think of how soon, it will hang in a house that is all my own, to share with my husband. I need to rip out the old me that was in my room, and replace it with a new me that is still trying to figure out who she is. I need to paint, not just walls, but canvas. I need to play with small kids that are all eagar to learn, and hold a baby so new, that it can't tell its mama from me. I need to drive down the streets of the city I grew up in with the windows down and the Beatles on the radio. I need to walk thru the halls of my old high school and say goodbye to it, and the memories that are so bittersweet to my life. I need to run the old jogging trail, and not care who is looking at me in my jog bra and shorties. I need to have lunch with old loves and show them the bling on my finger, and let them know I have no regrets. I need to lay in bed with my mom some morning when we don't really have anything to do, and I need to go out to my dad's shop and just watch him work magic with wood. I need to play video games with nick, and go out skiing at least once a week. I need to sit on my roof, and make sure that the world is still upright and spinning like I remember it once was. I need to drive out to the drive-in movies, and load up with so much bug spray, I could possibly die from the fumes. I need to get that popcorn and that dr. pepper and watch a double feature with a sheet over me and a best friend beside me. I need to drive dirt roads and get lost, but know where I'm going. I need to swim. Swim in the ocean, or the pool, or the river, or the lake and get burned cheeks that make me look young and free and alive. I need to sit in church and listen over the babies crying, and really feel connected with God again. I need to see the families I grew up with, and see how they have grown while I have been gone. I need to get snow cones and tell secrets. I need to drive to the airport knowing that my love will be in my arms within hours. I need be sticky on the leather couch from the Texas humidity and watch horrible movies late at night. I need sit close by my window during a Texas rainstorm and watch the big tree sway in the wind. I need someone to listen, and someone to talk. I need to go shopping in my favorite places, that only exist where they are now, and go eat at all the places that remind me of certian days and places and times in my life. I need to smell the sweet summer air, full of honeysukle and hope. I need to buy 10 pairs of sunglasses in one summer, and sweat thru 2 shirts a day. I need to look at all the pictures from my childhood, and see the person I have become from that start. I need to read my old journals and figure out what has changed for the good. I need to run into someone I know at Kroger's, and I need to suprise someone who was a good, decent person towards me. I need to hug people who thought they would be my mother some day, and I need to remind their sons that they are going to find someone wonderful. I need the heat to burn off all the parts of me I don't like, and the rain to wash away the ashes revealing the new me. I need my hometown. I need my home state. I need my home, so that I can be there one more time and say goodbye for good so that I can start my new life with my new husband in the same place I am right now, and not want to go back to start over ever again.

The place to do it. . .

I just feel like I need to vent right now.

I hate school. I wish I could have taken this semester off. I'm not doing well in my classes. I'm taking tests on late days and spending money I shouldn't be spending. I'm not going to class, turning in assignments late, and all in all, sucking. I don't care about school, and I care even less about making good grades. My GPA has to be at least a 2.0 this semester or I go on probation, which is the same thing as warning, except if I make below a 2.0 again, I get kicked out for 2 semesters or something. Whatev. This is going to be my last semester of making bad grades because next semester I am going to take a total of 4 hours and those will be a re-take of a class I failed. After that, I'm not sure what I'll do. 

GAHHH. I just feel so trapped right now. I can't get married till August. I have to finish this semester, which means 6 more weeks of hell. There is the good speck of starting my job, but other than that and David, life sucks.

I have to start getting up on time. I can't do nutrisystem if I don't get up on time. jkflaks;fjka.

I just have no motivation. This is not good.

You Live, You Learn

I am SO sick of school. Ugh. 

But tomorrow I get to go to Macey's and find out about my job. Woo! Making food is basically all I've ever wanted in a job, so this should be pretty sweet.

I've been feeling such huge feelings lately.

The love I have for David grows every day. This weekend we got to talk and be lazy together, and snuggle and shop and be rediculous. I love it when we are silly. We just giggle a lot and joke around, and we can't even kiss because we laugh too hard every time we do. It is wonderful to have someone who you can be your complete self around.

Monday night was a rough night, but somehow we made it though. Every time I think of how amazing David is, I cannot belive that I ever thought I could settle for the likes of anyone else. I have all of Philip's letters in my desk drawers, and they sit in their ziplock, ready to be thrown into a cleansing fire at the end of this semester. But a part of me wants to save them. A part of me wants my daughters to read those letters from him and see how they don't want to be treated. I want them to compare him to their Daddy, their superman. I want them to know how amazing their Father is, and what a great man he is to me. He packs bags while I sleep, and lets me lay in bed when my back hurts while he cleans up the house. He takes care of things so that I don't have to, and he basically treats me like a princess. When we were in disneyland, we were at a Character dinner and Belle came by and was talking to us, and said something like, "she is your princess" and he just looked at me and said yes. It was a great feeling, to know that he really does think that. I love that I can cry because he makes me so happy and he is okay with it, and just holds me close until I'm allright. He is wonderful.

Okay, enough sappy for one night. I am just really really glad that I am marrying my best friend. I don't think that I could be making a better life choice. 

There is sunshine in my soul today

I am going to Hawaii. Next weekend. ROCK THAT. 

David's parents called us yesterday and asked us if we wanted to go. I am finding out after class if I get to take my test a day late (its not like I'll do any extra studying. I'll be in a place with sun and a beach and an ocean to keep me busy) so we can go thrusday night and come back wednesday morning. Word. I'm going to lay on the sand and try to surf maybe and basically just have so much fun I won't know what to do with myself. 

Also, I fell and hit my tailbone and its bruised and it hurts really really badly. So I have an insurance claim with the Riv. Hopefully I get money so I can buy some shoes. That would be cool. 

Only 30 mins left till I get to play with David until my next class.

David is wonderful. 

Life is allright.

School sucks.

The end.

Rock the fact that I love my life

I just got off the phone with Laura. I CANNOT WAIT FOR SUMMER. Basically, we are going to have the most fun of all time ever, the end. Seriously.
Also, TALLY HALL IS COMING TO PROVO! AHHH!
Also, THE ROCKET SUMMER IS COMING TO SLC!!!!
This is going to be the best semester ever.
I'm going on weight watchers, and I'm going to work out more.
And I'm done with this whole being sick thing. Lame on that.
School blows, but I'll be able to do it allright.
Life is gooood.

Some nights, I feel the stars shining down on me

Last night was wonderful. I laid on the couch in the arms of my love while we told eachother our fears and hopes and concerns. He opened his heart. I opened mine to what he was saying. I love the feeling that he is holding the whole world inside of his arms whenever I am in his. He means everything he says in regards to loving me, and I hope that I will be able to accept that love more fully in the coming months and years.
I love the fact that we are both Mormon. We have started praying together every night, and it is such a great experience. Usually we kneel by the couch at whomever's apartment we are at, and I lay my head on his shoulder and put my hands in his. Last night, Sam was sick and her boyfriend and his roommate came over to give her a blessing right as we were about to pray, so we went outside and stood by his car and hugged and he said the prayer like that. I knew without a doubt that this is the man who I want to spend the rest of my life with. I knew that he was the one who would be saying the other half of my couple prayers for the rest of my life. I knew that he would whisper a prayer into our children's ears, and would help them fold their arms and hold them in his lap.
I really do love him, and hope that I can show him how much I love him every day.

Life is good

I have this mug sitting on my desk. I put water in it in the morning and put a pill in my mouth and swallow it down with whats in the mug. I put water in it at night an do the same thing. Sometimes I wonder if I will be doing this the rest of my life. And the irony is what is on the mug: Life is good. The only way life can be good is when I fill it up and take a pill down. I have slowly been feeling more normal. I still get pissed at David a lot, but its getting to be for a reason instead of for nothing at all. And I am starting to notice how amazing he is. He opens my door for me whenever we go anywhere. He always reaches for my hand. He lets me be stupid and doesn't hate me. He got me a yellow rose with red at the tips. He is all mine.
I got SO mad today, not at him, but at this stupid girl he works with. She was apparently all up on him. And I got SO mad. I don't like that, at all. He is mine, and I want to go find that girl and punch her in the face to let her know it. I don't want anyone else even looking in his direction. I am so scared that he is going to realize that there is SO much better out that, I am terrified of it. And he knows it, and he holds my face in his hands and looks into my eyes, and lets me know that I am the only one he wants. He won't ever stop doing it, either. He loves me, despite all my flaws, and my fluffy tummy and my mood swings. He loves me even though I'm a jealous jerk and am so insecure in myself. He loves me, and I couldn't ask for anything more from him.
This summer looks like its going to be a really really hard one. As of now, he will probably be doing summer sales for apx, and will probably be on the east coast. Lame sauce. He gets 2 days off the whole summer, so maybe I'll get to see him two weekends. That would be spiffy. I'm just going to miss him a whole whole whole lot. He is my world. Geez. But, apparently, he'll make at least 10,000 bucks, minus 1,600 for rent, and if he sells 100 contracts, he gets his rent paid for. Bonus! He is going to try to sell 10 systems before he goes in April (waaaaa. Its so close!) so he can get paid even more, so if you know anyone in the greater utah area in need of a security system, let me know. :-)
I hate school, but thats not new.
I have gone to all 4 of my 8 o'clock classes. Its a miracle! We'll see how well I can do the rest of the semester. I have a feeling one morning it will be raining, and I will sleep in and catch up on my reading all day. :-)
Life is good. Someone come play with me!!

About Me

(Facebook)

Hi! I'm Sabrina! I live in Provo, Utah. I attend BYU.I am majoring in Psych. But I really want to bake and cook all day long. To do this, I am going to go to the FCI in NYC. This shall happen after the love of my life, my hunkahunka burning love, the boy with the the cutey booty, David Allen graduates from BYU. Which should be in about 3 years. I shall make him my hubs on 08.08.08 and we will be one of those cute married couples who holds hands and makes you sick because they are so sweet.
I bake a lot, and cook even more. If you are hungry I will probably feed you. Unless you smell really bad. I can't deal with that mess.
I have four best friends here, who I affectionatly call "The Girls." They are hott, and half are taken, so for the other two, if you are tall or really cool, let me know and maybe I'll set you up. They are going to be my pretty bridesmaids and my something blue, since they all seem to think I should be marrying them instead of David.
I have two best friends who don't live here, but on the other dang side of the country. I love them a lot, and together we make HPI. They are going to be my maids of honor, and are going to rock the sleeveless dresses at a Mormon wedding. They are also going to throw me a raging bachelorette party. And when they come to Utah for my wedding, they are going to drink Provo Girl beer for me, because nothing says irony like anything provo on an alcoholic beverage.
My parents are actually the coolest people I know. My dad has been living in Utah building a house in Park City for almost two years now. Hopefully by the time you read this he will be back in Texas, pinching the butt of my Mom, who he is madly in love with after 28 years of marriage. My mom has her PhD and has a classroom in a mall, true story. I love them a lot and owe them everything.
I have two brothers. One of them is 25 and single, and ladies, I have been told he is quite a looker. If you are looking, let me know. He needs to get married and have some babies.
Now that this is long enough, I would like to say that I am the luckiest girl in the whole world, and could not ask for anything else from my Heavenly Father, whom has never left me wanting. Unless, of course, he would like to give me some more Steve Madden shoes. :-)

I dyed my hair

Life Revolution

Its been a while...

Life has come at me fast and hard. Holy Junk.
Lets go backwards, because thats how I roll.
This week sucked. Me and David were just mad at each other all week, (minus) I started new meds, (plus) he forgot to take his, (minus) we got into a car accident and had to deal with all the stupid insurance/blame stuff,(minus) even tho it was totally the other person's fault.(double minus) School started,(minus, for too soon) I had 16 hours, dropped a class and now have 12 and only have class tues/thrus. (plus) David's work was lame lame lame and didn't put him on schedule,(minus) which is bad bad bad because we spent a buck load of money this week (minus) buying him a desk, starting groceries, supplies for the apt, etc.(plus) He finally got it worked out (after he killed some people, I think) and is working tomorrow night and thursday and friday during the day. (plus) Hopefully he can make enough to pay off his gym pass, which he got on thrus. woooo! (plus) we worked out together (haha for like 30 mins) on thrus night and when he gets on a more regular work schedule we are going to figure out when we can go that works for both of us. (plus) We got into the biggest fight of our relationship last night, (minus) and I really thought it was going to be over. (minus) I was freaking out (minus) (I think some of it was new meds, which I started that day, and a lot of it was the stress of the wreck and adjusting to being together all the time) and it just was really bad. (minus) We ended up driving up the canyon (we didn't talk the whole way. it wasn't fun) (minus) and finally stopping and talking everything out.(plus) He is so amazing and wonderful. Seriously. He is the most amazing man I have ever known. He is so forgiving, understanding, generous and selfless. I can't imagine spending my life with anyone else. He is my entire world, and I love him with all of my heart. I feel so lucky that he picked me and that he loves me despite all my flaws. He is my other half. (major multiple plusses, that rule out all minuses and then some) So yeah, there is a week which should have sucked royally, and did, other than the fact that I got to see the man I'm going to marry every day and each day I knew, more than the last, that he is the one for me. (we also went out with Stevi and TyTy tonight, and that was fun, minus the lamness of the movie we went to see. warning: across the universe has nipples. . . of the girl variety. think titanic. lame)
The week previous to this one was kindof fun. Well, the first half was. I was in Maryland, and spent time with Rad. I love her. A lot. And we sat around in our PJs and didn't shower and watched the free movies from comcast, which included Anastasia. I would have paid to see that, because its amazing. I love Demetri. :-) I got a sinus infection while I was in MD, which sucked, but it was okay. When I got back to Texas, David was there and we ate dinner at my house with his friends. That was fun. The next day I drove back to Utah, which sucked. I hate that drive. Its ugly and boring. Booooo.
The week previous to that one I started out in Texas. Moms and me went and got my wedding flowers (for 50% off! yay!) and started looking at fabric, before my ovaries started to explode. That sucked. I took a lot of drugs and went to bed. That helped a lot. Me and Brooklyn are going sometime in the next 5 days to look at JoAnn's to see if they have anything that would work, b/c I have a coupon. Rock that. Me and my pops went to REI and got him a spiffy new spoon/spatula thing and a mug with a lid that is giant. All the better for his large cups of hot coco (also, sidenote, postum got discontinued. oh no! what are all the mormons going to have as their substitute coffee?!?!) I read a lot of bridal mags and hung out with Laura. I love her a lot.
The week before that was finals. Boo. That resulted in Sabrina being on Academic Warning. Lame sauce. Just because I failed 1 class and got a D- in another. Common BYU. Cut me some slack. Now I have to do some workbook thing, which is gay, but I'll do it b/c I have to be a responsible adult. At least I'm not on probation. I have to make a 2.1 this semester or something to get off warning, and I think I'll be able to do that, so thats good. Yay!
Blah blah blah. I don't really have anything else to say as of right now. Oh wait, some new year's resolutions:
1. Lose 20+ pounds. I am 155 right now. That is overweight. I hate my naked body, which I used to love, so I want to get back down to 135, which is totally obtainable, if I diet and exercise right. I would love to get down to 125, but I don't see that happening unless I cut off my boobs and my butt, so I'm gonna say 135 is good with me. I gotta look hot in all those wedding pictures, ya know?
2. Be better with church stuff. Pretty self explanatory.
3. Write in this on a regular basis (I'm trying, k? It'll happen.)
4. Marry David Philip Allen.
5. Rock school.
The end.