today and everyday

I love this song! I love some of the lines in it like, 
Marry me today and everyday.
Forever could never be long enough for me, to feel like I’ve had long enough with you.
Promise me you’ll always be happy by my side.
I feel all those things for Mark, I can’t believe that we have almost been married 11months now, time flies when you’re having fun…and graduating college, and working…
I would marry you today and everyday Mark, we get annoyed of each other but I promise I’ll always be happy by your side. And at the end of our lives I know I’ll feel like I haven’t had enough time with you, but good thing we have eternity together, and even through eternity I won’t feel like it’s long enough with you 🙂
Here’s to 960 more months together ❤

pity party

Ok so I said when I started this blog that I was never going to write awkward posts that bare my soul or throw myself pity parties, but I just need to get this off my chest, and Mark doesn’t understand when I whine to him about it, so blogging will do.
I’ve never had a super close-nit group of girlfriends, ever. I’ve always had like one or two really close friends but never a group of girls who all get along. As my high school friends graduate from college, they have such close friends/roommates, after graduation they take trips to Vegas together or something fun like that. I’ve never even been to Vegas! What’s wrong with me? Why have I never had a close group of friends like that? I love Mark and he is my best friend but it’s not the same. I mean don’t get me wrong, I have some wonderful friends who mean the world to me and I would never trade them for anything. But where’s my group of girls who  have tons of pictures together, do everything together, have so much in common, spend every day together and take awesome trips?
I guess I’m just not that kind of friend? or don’t have those kinds of friends?
Is it going to be like this forever?

burning desire

My friend from high school is currently living in Italy with her husband while he is stationed there in the army, not a bad place to be stationed huh?! But every time she posts on her blog here I get the strongest envy and desire to go to Europe right now! I’m so tired of the tedious life we are living here in Rexburg, I’m ready to see the world. As you know from this post and this one we, I am planning a trip to Europe this coming April. It’s frustrating and difficult to try to plan a month long backpacking trip to countries that you have never been to, all by yourself. Sometimes I get really frustrated and want to just forget about the trip but I know that this is something I really want to do and may never have the chance again and I know I would regret it for the rest of my life if we don’t go. So after reading Allison’s blog, I have more burning desire to get this trip planned and have the best experience of my life with Mark.

S’more friends

This weekend we went camping with some of our new couple friends, the Hibbards, Hulls, and Bairs. It was so much fun. We got a site in Teton canyon, literally right under the Tetons, it was beautiful. The river ran through the camp grounds.We spent lots of time talking around the campfire, hiking, having contests to see who could stand in the ice cold river longer and getting sun burnt (after layers upon layers of aloe, my near 3rd degree burns have turned into a nice tan :), oh, and we saw a Moose! Tara and I chased it! Mark and I had a great time and are so grateful for awesome friends.
When we got home yesterday we were completely whipped out! After doing laundry and showering we laid on the couch and couldn’t move. I felt so horrible. I honestly think I may have gotten a little case of heat stroke. I went to bed early. This morning we both woke up feeling just as exhausted. And to make things worse, its back to real life. I had to go back to work and Mark had to go back to school. Not that my job sucks or anything, don’t get me wrong, it’s a great job and my boss is wonderful but I would much rather take a lazy, mental health day. But I can’t…so I guess I’ll just be in this weird mood all day.

 Peter, Tara, me, Mark starting out on the hike
 Tara, me, Bonnie, and Diana at the river
 Hanging out around the fire
 Beautiful background
 Everyone on the hike!
 Right after we set up camp
Me & Tara!

22 minutes and 37 seconds

Dear Mom,
Thanks for letting me vent to you about all my stupid tiny little problems like not knowing what to pack for food for camping this weekend or about ridiculous drama or about the weather. You are my best friend and I’m so glad I can call you up…whenever you’re NOT on the phone and I don’t get a busy dial, and just pour out all my thoughts. 
Thanks for not laughing at me and for pretending my problems are important.
Thank you for taking 22 minutes and 37 seconds between getting the french doors replaced and getting ready for trek to talk to me. 
I always feel better after talking to you.

Since being married and learning to be responsible, I have come to appreciate more and more each day all you do for me.
I now understand your stress before Big Sur camping trips 🙂

I love and miss you so much! I can’t wait to see you in August.

 Thanks for being there whenever I need you 🙂

summer songs

I’m currently going through a John Mayer, Jack Johnson and Maroon 5 obsession {Adam Levine, I love you!}…I went through this like 2 years ago and 5 years ago but how can you not love these guys! They make my soul happy. Maybe I’m going through this phase because it’s finally sunny outside…sun + these wonderful voices go hand in hand!

Regardless of what it is, I’m happy
Yesterday my new summer dress came in the mail as well as two other shirts I ordered online. I was so excited I ran in our room and had a little fashion show. Mark kept laughing at me because I would put one on and then pose with a huge smile on my face and ask him, “Do you like it?!” “am I cute?” I don’t think new clothes have ever made me so happy, it’s the lack of fashion in Rexburg.

 Even better news, today is Tuesday which means only 3 more days until we go camping with our friends! I’m so excited. I love camping. Granted, it’s not Big Sur, which is my favorite place in the world to camp but at least we are going camping!
{Happy 1st day of summer!!!}

Best man I know

I know this is a little late and maybe a little cliche, and my dad doesn’t even read my blog but I wanted to write a little tribute to my dad for Father’s day.
When I was little my dad was my best friend. I got to spend all day with him on Saturdays while my mom worked. I would make him watch the Little Mermaid with me at least 3 times a day, I had every line memorized pretty much from the time I could talk. We use to put our arms around each other’s necks and sing “pals pals pals pals.” He taught me how to ride a two wheeler in an hour (I think that’s how the story goes.) I was daddy’s little girl.
But then the terrible teenage years hit and I didn’t think my dad knew anything. I became “too cool” to be his friend anymore and I threw away our relationship.
But here’s the happy ending…or beginning…after some college experience to shapen me up and make me a little wiser, I can now appreciate my dad and be friends with him again.
Thanks for being my strong and steady and for seeing my potential when I couldn’t. Thanks for pushing me to be better than I wanted to be. You have taught me how to be responsible and reliable. You have been my example of a righteous priesthood holder, and have set the bar high for my goals and standards.
I love you dad and I am grateful for you everyday.

You are a wonderful father!


The whole time I have been in Rexburg, I have had one simple request…that is to go on the carousel at Porter Park. However, it has never been open whenever I have gone.
But finally it was!
On Saturday Mark and I went to the park to fly kites 🙂 I thought it was going to be unsatisfactory to say the least to try and get Mark to pretend like flying kites was fun…but a miracle happened and he actually enjoyed it! We were laughing and having a great time! 
Then we called Rachel and told her to bring her kite and join us, so she did.
I noticed that the carousel was running so after flying our kites we headed over. It was a dollar each and totally worth it! Usually rides like that rip you off and $1 only buys you 3 times around but this ride lasted for like 5 minutes! It was more than I could have dreamed of! {next time I’m gonna drag Mark on with me, yes, there will be a next time}

the broken road

The other night our friend Chris stopped by and some how we got on the topic of freshman year and how things came to be with me and Mark. We reminisced about star gazing with our friends and how I would always try to be next to Mark but then his girlfriend would call. Or how we went to the sand dunes ALL the time and that is where Mark and I first held hands after his roommate was trying to hit on me. We definitely had rough times where one of us or the other would decided we didn’t want to be together and then it would switch. We let each other down at times and hurt each other, there were other girls that I still give Mark crap for because secretly it really hurt me even though I acted so tough freshman year, acting like I really didn’t care about Mark and that I could get any guy I wanted… But through it all the memory that stands out the most is the butterflies I got every time I was around him. I didn’t know what it was but he was the first guy I was actually really nervous to hold hands with or kiss. I had never felt anything like that in high school.
As I look back through the past 4 years with Mark, there is so much joy, pain, sorrow, happiness, excitement, so much to move on from and so much to look forward to.
I now know what those butterflies were, a sign that this kid was one day going to be my husband.

“Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true

That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you”

 I use to make Mark and his roommates do the most random things with me, like build this fort and watch movies under it. This was our first semester, yup that’s Logan!
 At the dunes our first semester.
At Mark’s house, look how chubby I was!