hoping today is better than thursday

Monday, success
holiday, homework
target trip = two $3 shirts on clearance
Tuesday, success
night class was canceled
made baked mac & cheese for dinner, three cheeses, delicious!
Wednesday, success
finished my block class, yes!
Mcdonalds fries and pies for dinner
Thursday, FAIL
saw a black and white kitten on BYU campus and thought it was Kona = major freak out. left early from work to get the state hospital, forgot keys, climbed through the window that is not even a foot wide, got stuck with lower half of my body in the house and upper half out, contemplated screaming for help to the students walking to school, dropped into the basement scraping my entire right side. surprised I didn't cry. got ready to leave with minutes to spare and can't find keys to drive there. then I do cry. call ed, keys are in his church pants pocket hanging in the closet (me screaming as I leave, late). clean house, watch the bachelor, go to sleep.
Friday, success
I was warned by my friend, "I don't mean to alarm you Amanda, but there is a herd of unicorns on your shirt" haha made me laugh (one of my favorite shirts)
Ed won his basketball game 56 to 30
watched the movie "Get Low", made me cry.
Saturday, undecided
took a practice GRE exam, probably failed but I've got time
salt lake tonight, the gateway, mongolian bbq, neices and nephews

Longing for Summer

It dawned on me today that I hate the winter. No, I utterly and completely loath it! Aside from Christmas, winter is good for nothing but being pale, cold, wet, and depressed. It's also stressful. With the end of one semester and the beginning of another semester there is enough stress to cause a psychotic breakdown. Unless of course you live in Utah and the winter lasts until freaking April! Anyway, my dislike for winter leads me to believe that everything good happens in the summer. I'll even prove it to you: For starters, you've got my wedding and honeymoon, which in turns leads to my anniversary every year. Then there's the 4th of July and no school. Don't forget the SUN which allows for tanness, warmness, greenness, and the ability to go outside. All in all, I wish it was summer, but it's not and therefore I am sad. All I can do now is take a trip in my mind to last summer.

Summer = party in St. Martin

Summer = more parting in St. Martin

Summer = baby goats!

Summer = little kiddies to play with

Summer = camping

Summer = triathlons, Spudman, anniversary, and GREEN!

And finally, THIS OUTFIT could only be pulled off by Ed and only in the summertime.

I and Love and You

Happy Valentines Day

The Latest of a Naughty Teenage Cat

It is literally impossible to open the fridge door without this little sneaker wanting to take a peak.

This picture captures her personality perfectly

No, she did not create this mouse hole in our bedroom door, it was there when we moved in (we live in a crap hole) but it makes it impossible to shut her out at night, so she has moved into the bed with us.

Just on the hunt for some marshmallows (her favorite treat)

We love her. Some may say we are a little over-obsessed, and we are, but we like it that way. I often wake up in the night and she is chewing on my hair, so that's a problem; but on other nights I wake up and she is snuggled up in my arms like a baby doll. How can I complain?

Tess Elise

Tess is 18 (yesterday), my sister, and my best friend.
She's beautiful, sporty, blonde, hilarious, and the greatest best friend anyone could ask for. She can play soccer, ride horses, play guitar, paint/draw/pastel like a madwoman, and will beat anyone's butt in jujitsu. Not to mention, she's a little genius and far surpasses me in anything academic, which is fine. And then to top it off, when she accomplishes huge things or wins big awards for art or academics, she won't even tell anyone. She's humble and reasonable. I'm neither which is why we balance each other out. She's always been a shoulder to cry on, but will tell it to you straight after you stop crying. I am willing to bet a million dollars there is not one person on this earth who doesn't like Tess, and if there is, they should really think things over. All in all, I couldn't ask for a better sister. Although she is younger, I've always looked up to her and admired her personality and strength.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TESS, I LOVE YOU.

Three Happy Things

1. a scrumptious tax return is coming our way.
2. my brother and sister in law are having a girl in June
3. my sister is turning 18 on Wednesday

yes, yes, and yes.

on a sadder note, not that it matters now, but Ed won't agree to any of my baby names. namely boy names because he thinks it's dumb to pick names that you just like instead of naming a baby after someone you love. lame.

Giddy.

Just feeling nostalgic.
It's crazy to think that we took these engagement photos almost two years ago because I remember it like yesterday. It was slightly raining, so I was freaking out about my hair. We both hadn't eaten for hours and we were starving. I wanted to wear the best outfit ever, but in the end stayed really casual, because who are we faking?....Ed and I are not exactly hipsters or high fashion. Most of all though, we were so giddy. I like the last picture, it's totally weird, and it's totally us. Don't get me wrong, I love being married, but I will never get tired of thinking about when we were dating and engaged. SO GIDDY. happy, smiley, silly, butterflies all the time, and we didn't care about anything else in the world. Marriage puts you back down on earth, but in a good way. I'm so thankful for every minute I have spent with my Edward.

hmmm...that was kind of a Valentine's post wasn't it?