The deed is done! We are now husband and wife, for all eternity. Be still my heart! Life is great, and we hit the grind hard after our amazing honeymoon, which was full of great lessons on how to take what comes and love it.
We left Cedar City early Saturday the day after our wedding and fortunately beat the insanely massive storm that closed down the interstate on top of Jordan and Jaicees (sorry guys) So that was good. We were able to stop at the Timpanogas temple to see the sealing of a family I worked with and one of the Elders from my mission, which was sweet. The first minor kink in the plans came when we stopped at the Melting Pot in Salt Lake, which is apparently more popular than we thought cuz they were booked solid and we didn't think to make a reservation. However, I must say the Olive Garden was a most EXCELLENT substitute, and that I plan on ordering the chicken and shrimp carbonara from now on.
We finished the LONG drive past Rexburgh and into Montana. During the last exhausted leg of our journey we managed to get pulled over for speeding (emma was being VERY distracting =), run over a cat, and get lost in West Yellowstone before we pulled into our cabin very late. We lounged in our quaint lil' cabin all of Sunday and then tried to explore the park on Monday. Upon approaching the entrance, the signs clearly indicated "No Wheeled Vehicles Allowed Beyond This Point" even though there was a plainly paved and painted road emerging from the melting snow. We stopped in town to ask how to get in the park only to be told "You Don't. It's closed till April." Okay, so that's kind of a major kink in the plans. So we simply enjoyed the town's local dines, the bear and wolf reserve, some rented movies and books... but mostly we just enjoyed eachother's company. ;D
After the open house in Moab, it was back to reality. Our house currently looks like the aftermath of a tornado in the Home/Appliances section of Walmart. We've got one more month of school, name change, financial aid, taxes, SCHOOL...
It's just marital bliss!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
It's the final countdown...
Two weeks from today, the sun will rise on our new life together as husband and wife.
YEAH BABY!!!
YEAH BABY!!!
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
A peaceful relaxing weekend? Depends on how you look at it...
It all started when Emma's parents bought us a mattress for our new apartment. Its a lovely little place, actually the basement of a house, but quite quaint. We've got a nice big yard with an outdoor fireplace, and a HUGE garden in the back with an antique tractor to run (reminds me of home)! So anyway, our first furnishings were the queen bed and a free rug, "a wedding gift to you from Rocky Mountain Furniture!;D" Emma is to live there for the next month, and I for the last two weeks before we are Wed.
After moving in Saturday morning, My roommate Zach and I headed out to help one of our ward members unstuck his truck from the bottom of a canyon. It was the result of not following spiritual promptings according to his talk the Sunday before last. Anyway we started at noon with about 20 strapping young men, pushing, grunting and shoving in the snow and mud as hard as they could and let me tell you, we pushed that thing forward at the screaming pace of exactly one foot per hour. To make an excruciatingly long story short, one broken come-along, a 9,000 pound winch and 6 hours later we had successfully given Alice (the truck) back her freedom at the mere expense of our backs and the feeling in our faces and digits.
Meanwhile, Emma was stoically continuing in her current role as preemptive breadwinner for us. Yay for bread! Love ya hon. ;)
Sunday we enjoyed a family fast, church, and breaking the family fast at Mom Hulet's house with hamburgers and baked potatoes which were G-E-W-D GEWD! Yus indeed. I also received a call from my landlord telling me he had been able to miraculously sell my contract in the middle of the semester after all and that I would need to move out the next day. While I would no longer have to pay an extra $275 until the end of the semester, I was now homeless. Hooray? I negotiated my way into an empty room in my current house for just another month, keeping me from taking over Emma's old room in the Sunshine House.
As the evening started wrapping up we began loading Emma's car with gifts from the bridal shower to unload at our apartment. Now you would think I would've learned what not to do to prevent getting stuck anywhere after my experience Saturday, but being the manly man I am, It takes more than an experience like that to learn me anything. I was certain that I could escape the untouched snow NEXT to the driveway when I drove twenty feet into it. Why not park in the driveway? I blame Emma for turning my brain to mush whenever I'm around her.
After killing the car trying to unstuck it, waiting for it to unflood after trying to restart it, some failed watercolor experiments ("It's wetter than a dog... that's wet!"), and some more pushing and grunting (and LOTS of praying) we were headed back to Cedar a bit later than originally anticipated, and EXTREMELY tired.
Monday consisted of early work for both of us (I finally got a job cleaning at the college) me frantically emptying my room, and Emma frantically finishing homework. We decided to make ourselves sick at the end of the day by halfing a large five-buck Pizza and some Raspberry Lemonade. Mmmmm.
Life sure has its ups and downs, doesn't it?
After moving in Saturday morning, My roommate Zach and I headed out to help one of our ward members unstuck his truck from the bottom of a canyon. It was the result of not following spiritual promptings according to his talk the Sunday before last. Anyway we started at noon with about 20 strapping young men, pushing, grunting and shoving in the snow and mud as hard as they could and let me tell you, we pushed that thing forward at the screaming pace of exactly one foot per hour. To make an excruciatingly long story short, one broken come-along, a 9,000 pound winch and 6 hours later we had successfully given Alice (the truck) back her freedom at the mere expense of our backs and the feeling in our faces and digits.
Meanwhile, Emma was stoically continuing in her current role as preemptive breadwinner for us. Yay for bread! Love ya hon. ;)
Sunday we enjoyed a family fast, church, and breaking the family fast at Mom Hulet's house with hamburgers and baked potatoes which were G-E-W-D GEWD! Yus indeed. I also received a call from my landlord telling me he had been able to miraculously sell my contract in the middle of the semester after all and that I would need to move out the next day. While I would no longer have to pay an extra $275 until the end of the semester, I was now homeless. Hooray? I negotiated my way into an empty room in my current house for just another month, keeping me from taking over Emma's old room in the Sunshine House.
As the evening started wrapping up we began loading Emma's car with gifts from the bridal shower to unload at our apartment. Now you would think I would've learned what not to do to prevent getting stuck anywhere after my experience Saturday, but being the manly man I am, It takes more than an experience like that to learn me anything. I was certain that I could escape the untouched snow NEXT to the driveway when I drove twenty feet into it. Why not park in the driveway? I blame Emma for turning my brain to mush whenever I'm around her.
After killing the car trying to unstuck it, waiting for it to unflood after trying to restart it, some failed watercolor experiments ("It's wetter than a dog... that's wet!"), and some more pushing and grunting (and LOTS of praying) we were headed back to Cedar a bit later than originally anticipated, and EXTREMELY tired.
Monday consisted of early work for both of us (I finally got a job cleaning at the college) me frantically emptying my room, and Emma frantically finishing homework. We decided to make ourselves sick at the end of the day by halfing a large five-buck Pizza and some Raspberry Lemonade. Mmmmm.
Life sure has its ups and downs, doesn't it?
Monday, January 25, 2010
Engagement Pictures=D
Here are some of our most favorite engagement pictures. Brandi took these pictures at the St. George Opera House. It was really fun. If you are wondering why we are screaming in the picture of us wading our feet. Its because the water was FREEZING!!
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Our first Post!
So Emma and I decided to start a blog! This is my first attempt, and it will be an adventure to see how it all turns out. It's New Years Eve and Emma and her mother Susan are furiously attempting to pound out a list of invitation recepients. For those of you who have done this, you'll understand when I say the frustration is palpable. To the untrained eye it might even appear that I'm playing on the computer while they are hard at work, but such an idea is of course absurd... I'm dutifully fulfilling my assignment to stay outta the way. So there.
Wedding preparations are consuming our lives right now, and the beginning of a new semester is imminent. I finally have some leads on part time work, and we're (by this I of course mean me) trying to get better at budgeting and thrift so as not to be too destitute when we start out. (pray for us... hard)
We spent the holidays here in Parowan with Emma's family, and enjoyed jumping between her Dad and brothers' and mom's homes all Christmas. I even got to be a wise guy... I mean wiseman at the annual Hulet Christmas Eve Nativity Reenactment, a great honor to be bestowed upon a newcomer such as myself.
Other than that, we're great! (but keep praying for us... seriously.)
We love you all!
Wedding preparations are consuming our lives right now, and the beginning of a new semester is imminent. I finally have some leads on part time work, and we're (by this I of course mean me) trying to get better at budgeting and thrift so as not to be too destitute when we start out. (pray for us... hard)
We spent the holidays here in Parowan with Emma's family, and enjoyed jumping between her Dad and brothers' and mom's homes all Christmas. I even got to be a wise guy... I mean wiseman at the annual Hulet Christmas Eve Nativity Reenactment, a great honor to be bestowed upon a newcomer such as myself.
Other than that, we're great! (but keep praying for us... seriously.)
We love you all!
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