Wedding

Hello!
I imagine people might actually read this one, since I actually have something super exciting to talk about, so I guess I'd better make it good. Here we go!
I'm married!! I have a wonderful husband and I absolutely love it!
My day was perfect!! There was not a flaw to it (I'm sure there were many, but I have no idea what they were, my wonderful family and friends took care of everything that day (especially my mom) and they did such an awesome job!
The day before was super hectic but fun. One of my best friends, Whitney, and her boyfriend, Corbin, came in the late evening. Whitney and I started making center pieces for the luncheon tables at around midnight. I don't think I've ever had so much fun in my life! We couldn't find a good pair of scisors that could actually make it through flower stems... So we used a meat cleaver instead! I highly recommend this tactic to any florsists out there, works like a dream! Whitney stayed with me that night and we stayed up till about 2:30 in the morning just talking.
I woke up at around 6:30 and got ready for the day and went and got my hair done. I came home and talked with Whitney for a bit and then Curtis came over to get me and the last of my stuff for our honeymoon. We left Cedar a lot later than I would have liked but thanks to my mother-in-law's speedy driving and my brother-in-law egging her on we made it in time to do everythig we needed to at the temple before the ceremony.
There were 15 other couples getting married that day (spring break) and so it was hectic to say the least. Most of the ladies who were helping me were really nice but a couple of them were kind of frazzled and really pushy. I get it's busy, but it's also my wedding day, be nice. It wasn't bad though, and it certainly didn't put a damper on my day.
I wore my wedding dress to get married in. Temple dresses come and go but I can always take my girls into my closet, open my dress bag and say "this is my wedding dress and this is the dress I got married in", not the same effect with a temple dress. I loved my dress. I still love it. It was perfect. I really wanted a veil because nobody wears them anymore and I think they're fun. I was starting to question it a couple days before but I'm so glad I kept it. I loved my veil!
Anyway, I got my dress on and I walked out to meet my Curtis and he was all dressed in white and I just wanted to cry he looked so handsome. I will say he couldn't keep his eyes off me either :) One of the coolest moments of my life was walking down the hall and peeking into a waiting room and seeing so much of our extended family and friends there and throughout the halls. It was so incredible to peek out a door at one point and see them all lined up down the hall. I have a wonderful new sister who was in a car accident a few months ago and is still in a lot of pain and she was there, standing, waiting to go in and watch us get married. Her sweet mom came down from Salt Lake to help her make it through the day. It was such a blessing to have them there.
Our sealer was wonderful and our wedding was beautiful. I was super nervous going in and my feet were much colder than I really want to admit but I let go of my fears and let myself enjoy the moment. I have never felt more peace in my life than kneeling across from my sweet Curtis and becoming an eternal family with him.
We walked out of the temple and took pictures with family and then went off to the luncheon. It was a blast, when my salad came I realized that I hadn't eaten anything all day and I was super hungry. The food was delicious and of course my dress was super tight so I could barely eat anything and mainly just had a huge belly and still starved the whole time. I loved going around to tables and talking to people for a bit. I had so much family come that I didn't think would be able to make it, I loved having each one of them there and really missed the ones that couldn't be there.
Our food was amazing and our cake was to die for. I have awesome talented sisters-in-law as I'm sure you've all gathered by now. Curtis's sister made our cake. It was the best wedding cake I've ever had in my life. I loved every bite I got of it (it was technically only three, but they were amazing).
The car was nicely decorated when we left the restaurant and we went back to the temple to do some bridal pictures (easier than doing them a different day and because we didn't have a reception the timing worked out great). We changed at Curtis's grandparent's house and were headed off to Las Vegas. Curtis's sister, Marie, (the one that did the make up) and her son came with us so that we could drop them off at the airport so they could go home to New York. It was a nice car ride getting a couple more hours with them. We took them as far as we could in the airport and then we went to our hotel at the Trump. We told them it was our honeymoon and they upgraded us to a sweet. It was amazing. 54th floor out of 68.
The next day we got up and left for California to go to Disneyland for 3 days! It was so much fun! I loved sharing my absolute... obsession... with Disney and the lands that go with it with my new husband.
We went to the New Port Beach Temple on Thursday. They kept asking if we were just there for spring break and they were all so excited we were on our honeymoon. I can't tell you how friendly they were and pretty much no one was there so we were very spoiled. They had us go into the celestial room just the two of us for about 15 minutes. It was so perfect.
We went back to Vegas Thursday night and stayed at South Point and again got upgraded to a really really really nice sweet on the top floor, it was so fancy. Actually it was a little too fancy for our taste and we checked out about 2 hours before we needed to. But it was such a nice stay!
I loved everything about the last week. I am so excited to be married to my wonderful husband forever! He is so amazing and so kind and patient and he'd do anything for me and I am so thankful for him.
I loved my wedding day, best day of my life, I don't think I'd ever do it again, not because it was too much work or I didn't love it, but because it was so perfect that it'd probably turn out horrible the second time around.
Well this has been a super long post... I guess I did have a lot to say. Hope you enjoyed it at least :)

Me and Mine

Hello!
Guess what! I graduated!! Hooray!
Graduation rocked! Well.. Kinda. My feet were killing me by the end. My mom bought me a pretty new dress to wear for it (which wasn't seen at all under my gown by the way) and I even got a delicious super awesome cake! Those chocolate cakes with the flakes from Costco, I highly recommend them, YUM!!
Curtis and his mom came over for dinner that night (I'll splain about Curtis in a minute) and then his sister and her husband and their baby came over for cake after. After that and a few pictures we were off to graduation. The ceremony was long and I was pretty bored with most of it, but I was so excited when I got to walk through the "C" and they handed me my diploma. After graduation Curtis and I went for a walk and a drive and got ice cream. We were both so excited and it was so nice to have a small piece of the crazy evening just with him. Grad night rocked too. I loved being with my pro start and ward friends one last time before we all went our separate ways.
The next day I went up to Salt Lake with my family and everyone in my extended family started asking me what I was going to do next. I guess I sort of had a "deer in the headlights" look and all I could say was "college". My sweet mom then took me aside and told me that my plans for June were just going to be getting up in the morning and going through my days. I had a really stressful last semester and it was time for a break. I feel very lazy and unaccomplished, but this has been so nice. Then I started framing pictures of cats (an entirely different story all in itself) so I am making a change to this routine this week and I'm going to start looking for jobs and other things to occupy my time. Apparently a night pharmacology class twice a week just isn't quite enough for me. 
So Curtis. I hate the term "boyfriend" but that's essentially what he is. I prefer the terms "man candy", "significant other", or simply "man" to describe him. We've been dating since... somewhere between September and Halloween. We aren't exactly sure when it totally started. Curtis and I met in the summer for 2007 when he and my brother, Dan, had just graduated from high school and I was just getting into high school. I didn't have a lot of friends quite yet because I was still pretty new to Cedar so Dan invited me to go do some things with him and a few of his friends. Curtis brought girls over to my house quite often and it drove me crazy. I didn't exactly have a crush on him I don't think (though I did think he was exceptionally handsome) but it annoyed me when he would give more attention to someone else. So I sat there quietly and occupied my time with other things. We did become very good friends throughout that year and I will admit I cried when he got his mission call. He was called to Spokane, Washington and left in September of 2008. We wrote hand written letters back and forth every week for those two years and we each still have all 104 letters from the other person. He came to see me the day after he got home and it was getting late and I was so angry he wasn't showing up sooner. I was sitting in a patio chair on the porch reading a book when he ran up the porch cause he knew I was sitting there. We did a spinny hug :) I know I was supposed to say a bunch of excited goopy things but all I could say was (not in a sweet way mind you) "What took you so long?!" and "Did you shrink?" He just laughed and hugged me, I'm so glad he's so patient with me.
We had a rough first couple months of him being home and adjusting, but it's been absolutely wonderful since then. I love spending time with him and being reminded every day of why he is my best friend.
I'm sure now I'm expected to go into a big shpeel justifying my choice to have such a peculiar relationship. Well I'm not. If someone can't handle this, then they need to go read someone else's blog. I'm happy with my choices and that's what counts. I wouldn't have it any other way :)

Fun Quirks

So I was up late last night and I was thinking about some fun little things about me that I'm not sure are very unique, but they're interesting (to me at least). So here are a few of them. I'm not sure how long this list will go but we'll try for a bit.

~ I have lots of energy and my favorite way to use it is cleaning. It takes so much out of you and you feel so rewarded at the end :) I clean when I'm happy, excited, sad, or mad. I do my best cleaning when I'm mad.

~ I love to be lectured to about anatomy. I love to do worksheets on anatomy and I love to test on anatomy. I absolutely love anatomy. Bodies are so interesting.

~ I tell people that I love to read. I don't know if this is true.. I enjoy reading, but I can't sit still for that long to just read very easily.  I read very fast though so if I'm told to read something it's never a problem.

~ I regretted not taking a math class this year about 3 minutes after classes started the first day.

~ Every year for the past three years on New Years Eve my mom and I have gone and picked out all the fabric I would need for a brand new quilt to make that year. I got my first quilt finished that I started for 2008 at 5:47 pm December 31, 2010. The other two quilts are..... Well they'll get done someday.

~ I don't really like "out of the norm" kinds of fruits. I love apples, oranges, bananas, grapes, strawberries, other kinds of berries, but I don't like melons much, tropical fruits and I really don't like peaches.

~ Cinnamon makes my hands itch and makes me cough, but I love cinnamon so I live though it.

~ I love "oldies" music. Anywhere from 1920's to 1980's. My dad always played the "guess who" game with me when we were driving in the car and listening to the oldies station while I was growing up (I still consider myself growing up) but now I find myself playing this game with almost everyone that rides in my car, and I consider it super annoying.

~ I think Gone With the Wind is a horrible movie, but I absolutely love it.

~ My favorite movies are the old black and white movies or old musicals. Oklahoma, West Side Story, Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, It's a Wonderful Life, and any Audrey Hepburn movie are at the very top of that list.

~ I am a sucker for anything that has to do with Disney. Flat out pretty much obsessed.

~ I cry at pretty much everything, especially happy, spiritual and historical (like the whole time I visit places like DC or Civil War battle fields) moments. I'm easily moved.

~ I tell people I don't like soda because I want to sound like a better person than I am. This is a lie, I love soda. It's bad so I try to limit my intake, but I love soda. Especially Dr. Pepper.

~ Simple jokes are my absolute favorite. Especially when they have a pun in them.

~ I am probably one of the lesser active people I know. I love the IDEA of having endurance for physically exhausting things, but when I really look at it I think "why..........?"

~ I have a phobia of snakes, and I am absolutely terrified of sharks and whales. Absolutely terrified...

~ In the back seat of my car I have a stuffed shark (I do not have a fear of furry, stuffed sharks) and a stuffed tiger sitting in seats, and buckled in. Their names are Sharky and Baba Oriley (named after Teenage Wasteland by The Who). I love them. I also have a small Clifford dog with a mustache on my dash. His name is El Cliffordo.

~ I love my sandwiches toasted. With the exception of deli meats. But peanut butter and jelly, tuna, chicken salad, blt, egg, etc..  I eat toasted if I have the choice.

~ I hated peanut butter until I got mono last summer, now I love it.

~ I have no idea how I got mono last summer, but I'll never forgive whoever gave it to me.

~ I have different music I listen to during different seasons. I'm so excited for spring, we start Billy Joel and The Beatles season.


~ I've always had this resentment toward the letter "Y" because when I was little my older brother told me that when I started kindergarten I had to sign my "y" with a straight line because they would kick me out of school for signing my "y" wrong. I was currently learning how to do the curly one and absolutely loving it but I stopped because I was scared I'd get kicked out of school . I totally believed him for longer than I'd like to admit. Now I sign my "Y's" with the curly thing that I like and I'm learning how to get over my resentment.

~ I have a huge fear of sharp, metal things being scrapped across my molars. The biggest one is the inside of a pop can that you pop down when you open it (there is no story to go with this, just a thought). The dentist's office is a dreaded affair for me.

~ I am almost never warm.

~ The things I am most insecure about on my body are my shoulder blades.

Dancing in Heaven

I don't want to say this is a sad, so I'll say different note.
My grandma Scofield passed away in late September. She came down from my uncle's house in American Fork to live with us when school started and we expected to have her for at least a few months before she passed but I guess Grandma decided she didn't want to wait that long. So about three weeks in to her living with us she decided one morning she didn't want to get out of bed and in four days she was gone. It was bitter sweet.
Grandma has been switching off living with us and my uncle for the past few years, switching every six months. And I'll admit, with her deteriorating memory it was a little hard to always be around her. I feel terrible now when I look back and realize all the things I didn't do to help her or just to be there for her. When she came in August, I knew that I needed to change that and to be there for her every second that I could. I'm really happy that I did that and I felt my bond with Grandma grow so much in that short time.
When she went down my mom and I switched off sitting with her and holding her hand and talking to her. I think there was maybe three or four hours that whole time where one of us wasn't by her side, and that was only because mom and I both had school.
We read Grandma her old love letters between her and Grandpa before they got married. Nobody had ever read these before other than the two of them. They were beautiful, and I cried at almost every one. People don't talk that way anymore.
I got to watch her pass at four in the morning when she died. It was so sweet and special. I've always been very cynical about dying at an old age, now I can't think of a better way to go. I've never seen a greater look of peace on anyone's face than on her's when she left this life and joined her sweetheart and her parents in the next. It was beautiful, and something I'll never forget.
The experince of being there with Grandma also made me think of some new fields in nursing I might like to check out. With my outlook on geriatrics and death being so awful, I've never considered that as a field of interest. Then I got to work with HOSPICE at my house and I realized that I actually enjoyed it. I'm not sure that I want to work for HOSPICE or in geriatrics but it has given me some surprisng insight that I would probably have never gotten before. Trials really do give you perspective and blessings that you can't even begin to imagine. 
Her funeral was a very sweet goodbye. It was surprisingly hard for me though. It is a lot different to say a goodbye to someone who is warm and in a bed rather than cold and in a casket. My cousins, mom, and aunt made it beautiful though and I helped with what I could.
Random blurb of information which I feel kinda bad about now, I skipped out on a little of the viewing so the mortiton could take me to go see the lab with the bodies. It was way cool, even if it did make me a little sick when I realized what I was seeing. I higly recommend the experience, just maybe not at a loved one's viewing/funeral.
I love Grandma, I'm so happy for her and all of the things she gets to do now. I know she is dancing in Heaven.

And Then.....

Wingappo all. Boy oh boy what a crazy and sweet month it has been. So many adventures and sweet, special, and spiritual moments. The perfect way to start a new chapter in my family's life.

 As we all know, my brother, Dan, was called to serve as a missionary in the Oregon Eugene Mission about three months ago. We dropped him off at the Missionary Training Center on Wednesday. It was a very sweet and special experience, though short. Basically, we got out of the car, Clayton and Dad got his bags, he gave us each a hug and a nice missionary boy came and got one of his suit cases and they walked off. And Dan didn't look back! I'm so proud of him. He has such a unique testimony, and it will add a lot to his mission I'm sure. It took him a couple years longer than usual for a missionary to leave, but he went when he knew he was ready and he knew why he was going. I'm so excited for him. I love you, Dan. Miss you already.
We went on lots of exciting adventures with Dan before he left, we went hiking in Zion and up in Kanaraville and up Cedar Canyon. We had lots of fun games we played and went shooting and soda golfing and made oh so yummy food and launched water balloons and went swimming and even just sat around and talked a lot.
It's still really weird though not having him around, it's more like he's just on a trip rather than a mission.
We did get letters from him today, he says his companion is cool and the MTC is the hardest thing he's ever done, and he's only been there a short while. But he shared his testimony of what he is doing and reminded us all that he will be home in two years, no sooner. :')

Not a ton else to report. Clayton and I are hanging out with each other mostly and I enjoy spending time with him. I depend on him a lot more than he knows. I love you, Clayton.
Mom and Dad are happy and producing a MONSTER SIZED garden. No joke, it is ridiculous. I'm pretty sure it could eat me before I get the chance to eat it....
Well I hope all is well with everyone and you all are enjoying the end of your summer :) More updates to come soon.

Being There

Hi all :) I am looking for ways to avoid finishing my AP English over the summer homework so I figured I'd update the blog.
All is well in the little world I live in and love. Summer is a welcome break and I am absolutely loving it.
Dan's mission stuff is moving forward. (Again, he is going to Eugene Oregon) We had the opportunity to go up to Salt Lake last weekend to go see family that came into town and so we got to go get Dan his other suit and a lot of other stuff to get him ready. He has less than a month left before he leaves! I've already started the crying process, but he's doing what is right and I couldn't be more excited for him or proud of him. I love you, Dan!
Clayton is still working at DI and he really enjoys it. It makes me happy cause I can go look at old golf clubs while waiting for him to get off work. I actually found some really good ones a few weeks ago that I'm slowly building a set with. Other than that he usually is at home and up for the adventures that Dan and I throw at him :)
Mom and Dad are doing well. I guess the cat is out of the bag so I'll say what has been up with them the past couple months. Dad retired! Actually.. That isn't exactly the whole story, but we'll go with it. Basically, the day after Dan turned in his mission papers my dad found out his department was being cut because of the city budget (Dad's department is the city's planning department, Dad being the city planner). It wasn't exactly what we had been expecting..This was an undeserved, unfair, and just plain stupid decision made by certain people who really don't even know what they're doing. People ask me how I feel about it... (Haha if you can't tell from the previous sentence) I simply say basically, put yourself in a situation where you see your hero and the very definition of what makes a man treated so..... poorly, to put it lightly. Think of the anger and frustration you would feel towards the people that did that to him. Well, now you know the basics of what I feel. I'm trying to respect my dad's reputation that he has built up in Utah for the past 30+ years and not say TOO MUCH, because he is the kind of amazing man that wouldn't say anything negative, even in the worst of situations. He is so amazing and so much better of a person than I am. This is a very dulled down version of the story, I guess.  I'm not sure how good it is to put all of this on a blog as it is. Anyways, my parents are doing well and we are still a very happy family and this trial has certainly brought us closer together and helped me to realize just a little bit more about how much the Lord is really there for his children. I've also learned a little more about how much my parents really do love me and they prepared themselves for so many of the situation life throws at our family. They have the strength to move on when I often feel that I don't, and the coolest thing is that they pick me up and cary me with them to show me that I can make it. I'm so grateful for such a wonderful daddy who loved me so much to go to school for so long and get up every morning to go to work so that I would have a good life. And I also have such a suppportive mommy who helps me through everything, she really does. I am such a blessed little girl. And my family really is doing fine, we aren't starving or struggling or anything and we don't have a mortgage so no worries :)
So aside from getting Dan ready for his mission and my dad's new situation life has been pretty chill this summer. We've done a ton of work on the garden, which is..... ridiculous.. by the way. If you ever need help starting a garden.... my mother is the perfect woman to ask.... In days her garden pretty much shot out of the ground quite literally and now it's...... ridiculous... It is beautiful and full of yummy foods. I am very proud of my little contribution to it and my whole family's hard work they put into it.
I've been hiking a lot this summer which has been flipping awesome. I absolutely loved hiking this one place called Kanara Falls for several years but last week I went on it and had an encounter with a rattle snake and I almost got bit. So... I've decided to lay off that one for awhile. But I have been to Zions and several hikes up the canyon which I absolutely love. It has been super fun.
Also this summer I shot my first gun! My first two guns actually. My friend was nice enough to take my whole family shooting with his 22 and his dad was nice enough to let us bring along his 12 gauge shot gun. I shot the 22 a lot and I love it. I also took several turns at the shot gun, which resulted in a very bruised shoulder.I had a way fun time the first time and I went again today for a little bit :) way way way way fun and for some reason a bit stress relieving too ;)
My birthday is on Wednesday. Not sure what we're going to do for it yet but I'm sure it will be fun :)
That is the summer so far, I'll update again hopefully soonish. Till then, hope everyone is enjoying the heat and the sun, I know on occasion I am :)