One year, so happy together

On May 6th Orange, and I celebrated our one year anniversary. Go us, we made it longer than the Kardashians. It's still hard for me to believe that it's been a whole year. It's definitely been a year of struggles, and hardships, but that hasn't ruined our love for each other. In fact, it's only made us stronger. Our anniversary this year, if you have been reading my blog, even came at a very hard time. It's obvious this miscarriage didn't have the best timing, but then again... I don't think it is ever good timing to lose your child. Orange asked if I just wanted to stay home and not do what he had planned, but I was adamant that we did something. I could no longer sulk in the house, it was so unhealthy. Oran sure did a great job of making the best out of our situation. He had planned such a beautiful anniversary for us, and I had no idea about it. We woke up Sunday morning, and I made us some breakfast. Then he told me to get ready, and get packed. I was so excited for what was coming up. I am someone who loves surprises, and my husband does surprises best. He even surprised me by trimming the beast of a beard for me. Once we were ready to go, Orange grabbed our picnic basket that we got for our wedding,(I've been wanting to use it forever, but we've never got around to it), and told me that we were going on a picnic. Little did I know where exactly we were picnicking at.

We went on a little road trip, playing games as we drove. We ended up in Manti, and picnicked outside of the Manti temple, which is where we were married. In my opinion it is one of the most beautiful places in the world, and the picnic was perfect. I wouldn't have rather had a nice fancy expensive dinner over our sandwich and chips dinner. 

 

After we ate we ended up spending a lot of time photographing the temple and taking some shots of ourselves. I've been wanting to photograph the temple for a long time so I was really excited to be able to do that.

Once we were finished we went across the street to a place called The Manti House Inn, which is an adorable bed and breakfast. Oran had originally got us a hideaway suite, but the owner told us that somebody had been in there before us, and that he was going to "upgrade" us to a different room, because he didn't want to clean. We found that a little bit odd, but since it was an upgrade we were excited. When we got to our room we found that the bed hadn't been made, sheets, pillows, and towels were all over the floor. It seemed that they had forgotten to clean that room too. They had a small journal where people wrote about their time spent in that room, and we saw that a couple from Provo, had spent the night there before us... yikes. Feeling a little yucky, and not wanting to make the owner feel bad, we went on a hunt for new sheets, and towels. Since this was like an old house, and not the traditional hotel, we easily found the laundry room where freshly cleaned sheets and towels were. I changed out the sheets on our bed, and put on the new ones, then threw the yucky ones in a basket in their laundry room. Although normally that kind of thing would really bother us, we found it hysterical, and it wasn't like the room was gross. It was actually very pretty, cozy, and we did enjoy every minute of it.

 

(lovely picture after just waking up getting ready to eat the breakfast that was brought to our room.)

 

(Best bubble bath that I have ever encountered. Don't be fooled though, those bubbles grew to massive proportions.)

 (Cozy fire place)

(The bed I went to so much work for. It is a pretty room though.)

 

(See ya!)

The night we got home we watched our whole wedding video, had some martinellis, and ate our cake topper from our wedding. Don't worry it still happened to taste great! I think it had something to do with the fact that gluten free is always better.

It was a nice vacation from the troubles that had been surrounding me that week, and I'm so thankful to my husband for treating me to such a great weekend. We really did have so much fun, and I couldn't have asked for anything more. My love grows for Orange every day, and I wouldn't choose any one else for me. He is my everything, and I'm so glad that we found each other to help one another through this thing called life. Love you Bade!

Anniversary Video

Our anniversary was on May 6th, I have a whole post about that coming soon, but to keep you happy until then, here is a little video from our trip.

(And I'm sorry... I know sometimes I film like I'm the camera man from the Hunger Games... maybe I was...)

Sunday Snippets

Today was a feel good kind of day.
We went to church, and I got just the spiritual nourishment I needed to sustain me throughout the rest of the week.
As much as I love my primary kids, I enjoyed it being the 5th Sunday and being with adults, including my husband, instead of singing songs in primary.
My husband got me addicted to the game hearts, and I played quite a few rounds before going visiting teaching.
My visiting teaching partner gave me a whole tin of rice flour, it quite possibly made my whole day.
I did some dishes. They were starting to take over.
We got invited to have dinner at my grandmas. We had incredibly tasty soups, and cured my longing for Kneeders, which I can never give in to.
After that we went on a calming walk around my grandma's neighborhood. It really was a breath of fresh air.
My mom and grandma made jokes the someday my future children will be feisty like me. I hope for my sake that they are not. I don't even know how my parents handled my crazy self.
We ate a southern dish including banana pudding, and cookies. It's one of my favorites.
& we came home to relax for the rest of the night. You know, after the fact a spider ran past where my head was lying. I'm glad I have my man to save me when I cry out for help.
You hear that Monday? I'm ready for you, and your conniving ways.

Follow the prophet?

Is it just me, or is my husband really starting to resemble former prophet Brigham Young?

People at church have started calling him "Brother Brigham."

Sigh...

I can't wait until he shaves that thing off, but being the patient wife I am, it will do for now. 

Family

It's sad to think that when you're young you don't really realize how important and awesome your family is. It's all about friends, boyfriends, and hanging out. Then as you get older you realize, those people you thought were your friends, really weren't such great "friends" after all. You realize that your family, are the ones that were always there for you. That they are the best friends that you could possibly have, and they are the best secret keepers. There is a bond with family you can't really get from anything else.
There are very few friends that I know I can always count on. In fact there is really only one I can think of at the moment. I think it is so important to keep those, who really do care about and love you, in your life.
The rest of the people? They're just not all that worth it.
So here's to that heavily bearded man I call my husband,
that mom who is always there for me, and supportive of whatever i do,
to that dad who calls in to check on me, and make sure I'm ok,
to that mother in law who takes the time to listen to me vent,
to my siblings who always make me smile,
to all my grandparents, who brighten my day,
to the best friend who will always be there for me, and the only friend I'll tell my secrets to,
to that cousin who has become a great supporter and an even greater friend
& gee to anyone else who has made a difference in my life.

I'm so glad to have my family, and few others I'm close with in my life. You all don't know how much I love you, and am thankful to even know you.

Newly Wed Rule of Thumb 6 | Random Acts of Kindness

Last NWROT (I didn't want to type that out again) I talked about having a love journal. Having a love journal is absolutely great, but don't let it be the only sweet thing you do for your spouse.
I think the most common misconception especially here in the USA, we feel that since we are women we are princesses and that the men should do everything for us. Obviously it's nice to be waited on by your man, but he definitely deserves some lovin' sometimes too. I feel just about as great when I do random acts of kindness for my husband, as I do when he does things for me. That's how, I believe, you build a strong and healthy marriage. If you are both doing things for each other, I believe your love will continually increase.
Here are some things I did for my hubs the other day.

 

See how simple? I just placed those little notes in places I knew he would be going around the house before work. He let me know how much he appreciated it, and how much he loved me. Now how could that make anyone feel bad.

Trust me when I say random acts of kindness are a must. 

Endowements

Okay, so this is almost a year old, but I only just barely got these pictures off of my dads phone.
They day I got endowed was such a beautiful day, and I won't ever forget it. I hope all of you aim to go to the temple one day, because it is a wonderful place, and you really can't even imagine it until you are inside, and feeling the spirit so strongly. I don't think I had ever loved my husband more than I did when I saw him dressed in white, smiling at me in the temple. I have loved him more and more every day since then, but that is a moment I'll never forget, seeing him for the first time in the temple. Every time we've gone to the temple since then has been a special experience and I wouldn't trade it for the world.

For lack of a better title this one will be called Easter

Easter Sunday was a beautiful day. I woke up at 7 am to make breakfast for me and Orange. The plan was to go to our sacrament meeting at 9, but leave so we could go to a farewell later on. Well, after I had finished breakfast we decided we'd just do the farewell sacrament meeting. Total bust getting up so early, but oh well. I actually think 7 am is one of the prettiest times of day, but I'm much to lazy and sleepy to get up and appreciate it most of the time.

After breakfast I decided since we were already up that we might as well do the whole Easter basket thing. We're cool like that ya know?

Oran thought he'd be real funny with my Easter basket this year... what a goof. 

Inside joke with that one.

Oran with his awesome Easter basket... if I do say so myself.

Then we decided to watch Night at The Roxburry, in bed, where we in turn, fell asleep until 11. 

We then attended the farewell at one, in a hot little Easter get up. We were so matchy match that it was awesome. I didn't think I was going to get an Easter dress this year, which is one of my favorite traditions, but my dear sweet mom and sis, went out and got me one. I love them.

Obviously we had to take our annual Easter pics:

Boy band pose.

The best guys I have in my life.

The whole fam damily.

Cutest parents ever.

My beautiful mom

My beautiful sis.

Not sure where I came from after seeing those two!

Oh haha wasn't that such a funny thing just there? (Said in British accents)

Traditional GQ photo

My sis and I are kinda goofy. It's all good.

That's normal right...?

Then of course we just had to dye Easter eggs. We did however have a hard time getting everyone to do it with us...

Then we went to my Grammy's house and had some real yummy food. Afterward we had an Easter lesson, and for some odd reason I felt compelled to sing one of my favorite songs about the Savior. What a bust. I was bawling the whole time, shaking, and sounded awful. Oh well... it was worth a try.

Anyway, I'd say Easter was pretty great this year, and I enjoyed every second of it.