Eight Sleeps

It has been a LONG time since I've blogged. I dont really know why, I guess I was just waiting for something to blog about. Not that my life isnt exciting, because it is, on the weekends. Oh work I hope you cease to frustrate me very soon.

Anyways, I cannot believe that it is almost Christmas! This makes me so happy I cannot even tell you. I absolutely, positively, unequivocally love Christmas! The only thing I can say I love more than Christmas is my Husband and my Family. I love absolutely love everything about this time of year. I love the snow, I love the lights, I love the food, I love the trees and giving gifts and seeing people so happy and I just love it all! I cannot wait for Christmas and everything that comes with it. I cant wait to not be able to sleep on Christmas eve because I'm so dang excited (I promise I'm really not 5) and for the hours of slaving away in the kitchen so we can have a Christmas Eve buffet and inviting everyone over for it and then counting the minutes until everyone leaves so we can watch our Christmas Eve movie that my Dad picks out and wont tell anyone what it is and I can't wait to see the looks on peoples faces when they open their gifts and I cant wait to spend every second with my Husband and Family. I seriously cannot even explain how excited I am and how much I love Christmas. And I get four whole days off work! I know, it's exciting.

I love you Christmas, I will see you soon.

Fruitful Boredom

Lately I've been in a very crafty mood. I just want to create things and make existing things beautiful. When I was younger I was really creative. I would constantly change my bedroom around and change things so they were just the way I wanted them to look. I would paint and draw and just make things original and mine. I even went so far one day as to take my closet doors off of the closet and put my bed in it so the head was in the closet and I had a cute little nook around my bed. Although I got severely scorned for removing my closet doors without my parents permission I loved that I had created a little space all by myself. For my sixteenth birthday I got 5 cans of paint and complete artistic freedom to paint whatever I wanted in my bedroom. I painted every wall in a different pattern, with no stencils and all free hand. I loved my room.  Although this craftiness and creativity has been vacant in my life lately ( I blame that on working non stop), it has returned! I have a huge list of things that I want to do and fix up and I can't wait to actually carry out all of the projects that I have in my head.

While I was sick last week I had a lot of time to do absolutely nothing but that got old very fast. So I turned to my list. A little while ago I found out how to make these really cool fabric necklaces from this blog. (There's a ton of other cute stuff that she's made. Worth the time to check it out). So I got my idea from there and then added my own ideas to them and kind of made them my own. I love love love love these necklaces and I get a lot of compliments on them and they're actually quite easy to make.

 I also made this last week. I can't decide if I want to put it on a headband or add a pin the the back and make it into a broach. (I hate that word "broach", it makes me feel like such an old lady)

I can't wait to start and finish all my other ideas. I have tons and tons of them.

I don't know what I would do without you

I was cleaning out my dresser today and besides mountains of clothes that I need to get rid of I found some of the notes that Mark has written to me. When we were dating he would write me notes quite a bit. I loved them! It was the cutest thing. We would go to say goodnight and he would slip a note into my pocket and I wouldn't notice until I got home. I loved reading his notes. This reminded me of just how much I love my husband! Not that I'd forgotten, I just got reminded.

I have the cutest, best husband out of all the husbands out there. I know everyone says that but it's true, mines the best. I was laying in bed this morning thinking about how great he is and I came up with a list of some of the sweet/great/cute things he's done.

• One Saturday I came home from a horrible day at work to a purple pet fish named Gravy. I'd been talking about how I wanted a fish for a long time and I came home and there he was! Surprisingly he's still alive, I do believe it's been 4 months. That is my record. 

• He always leaves me the heel of the bread because he knows I like them.

• He sewed the button back on my work pants when he noticed it was loose one day.

• He patiently lets me decorate the house and listens to my ideas while I know it bores him to death.

• He brought me a bouquet of movies when all the flower stores were closed when he got off work.

• When I'm sick he takes really good care of me. He always brings me water with two ice cubes in it just like I love.

• Sometimes at work I'll go to get something out of my purse and he's put a little something in there. Like one of his famous notes.

This list shows just a little bit of how amazing my husband is. I love love love love love him. He's my best friend. I don't know what I would do without him.

Cabin Fever

For the last couple days Mark has been getting over whatever he's come down with just in time for me to get sick. Although my case of this bug isn't as bad as his. Mark is diabetic and when he gets sick his blood sugar goes nuts and does all kinds of crazy things which makes him feel even worse. Luckily he's starting to feel better and his numbers are improving. I on the other hand, am starting to feel worse.

I hate being sick. I know everyone can say that but I REALLY HATE being sick. It's the most annoying thing in the world. All week at work I wait for the weekend and how I get to do whatever I want for those two days. I thought that this little bout of sickness would be like my weekend but a little crappier since I feel ... crappier. I was wrong. It is the most boring thing being sick and home alone. Yesterday I spent the entire day watching movies and trying to sleep but that didn't happen. So today I thought that I would try and be somewhat productive...

I've had a lot of projects on my mind lately that I've been wanting to tackle but no time to actually do them. Seriously, there is a ton of stuff that I want to do and only so many hours in a weekend. Today I did the smallest one on my list. I made a kind of slip cover for one of the throw pillows on our couch. I've been looking around at fabric but couldn't find any that I really loved or that I would spend money on so I turned to my closet. Out of the 30+ dresses that I own I found one that I've only worn once and probably will never wear again. I liked the fabric so I cut it up. The only thread I had was from Mark's missionary sewing kit so I had to use all kinds of crazy colours but luckily you can't even tell. I think it turned out alright considering the before.

Before

After

Now I have a Husband that's feeling better and a cute new pillow. This day turned out better than I thought it would.

My Saturday

Unfortunately Mark works Saturday afternoons and evenings while I have them off so I get to be by myself until he gets home. Usually my Saturdays consist of scrubbing our little house down, baking, and watching Law & Order. After many dry cookies I decided to switch it up a little bit this week. What does that mean? Scrubbing the house down, watching Law & Order (I can't seem to stop) and hanging the pictures and things that I've been meaning to do for a while. Finally our little house kind of looks like people actually live in it.

When I say our little house man do I ever mean little. It's the tiniest little place you've ever seen. One time we actually fit five people in it. I know, it surprised me too. But it's brand new, no one has ever lived in it and it's super cute and I love it. It definitely wont work for forever, but for now it's just right. Unless we happen to accumulate any more stuff, then we're screwed.

These are the mirrors that we used as a guest book at our wedding.

   

Not all of my shoes fit in the closet so this is what I had to resort too

  

 

When we were looking around for somewhere to live we looked at a couple of bigger places but I kind of fell in love with this one right away. I think it was the wall colour and the fact that every room is a different colour which I LOVE. We've been trying to make it our own space for a while and it's slowly coming along. Now all I need to do is get our wedding pictures printed. After all it's not like we've been married for two months and don't have any prints to show for it. Gee whiz I need to get on that.

Engagement

My ring!

I was thinking the other day, I've never really told anyone how we got engaged. Sure I may have said "We went for a walk and then he proposed" but I've never really told anyone the story. I think it's pretty cute and so I thought I'd tell it.

A couple weeks before he proposed we went around and started looking at rings just to get a general idea of what I liked. We saw one that I absolutely loved loved loved mostly because I'd never really seen one like it before. I kept my opinion to myself because I really wanted Mark to pick it out. After that day we kind of just left it at that.

On June 16, I do believe that was a Wednesday, which we later found out was the day that Mark's Dad proposed to Mark's Mom, Mark was at work and I had the day off. He called me and said that because of the rain they were letting him go home early and he would be home soon and that we should go for a walk. Now I thought that this was kind of suspicious but I just went with it. He picked me up and we went for a walk to "Our Bench" that's what we call it. Its a place down in the coulees overlooking the river with a bench that we carved our names in. We stood there for a while looking at the view like we always do and it was raining which we both love. I kept trying to feel in his pockets for a ring box but there wasn't one so I was a little dissapointed. He was shaking like crazy and I was getting freezing so I said we should start heading back but then he said we should wait because there was something he had to do first. And then he pulled the ring out of his pocket and got down on one knee! Clearly I said yes and it just so happens that it was the ring that I absolutely loved. It was a fantastic day.

With the Wedding Band

Once apon a time...

Never in my life did I think that I would start a blog. Then again never in my life did I think that I would find someone so dang cute and marry him. I guess that's why I started this thing, to tell people about us. Our story is sort of typical but cute none the less. Let's see it all started in, I would say March, Mark would say January. I'm not quite sure where I was during those two months he claims we knew each other so lets just start in March.

Friends are amazing first of all, if it weren't for friends I would still be wondering around by myself. I guess that's kind of obvious, without people you're alone. Anyways, I give most credit to Brooke. Oh Brooke, I know how I refused so many times when you would come up to me and say "I just met these people, lets go on dates with them". But that one time it worked! You're amazingly friendly personality weirdly paid off for me. I guess if I had that friendly characteristic this would have happened earlier. Her getting to know people turned into that fateful Friday night back in March. It consisted of a YSA dance ( I hate dances but I decided to go) Mark asked me to dance and I said yes. Then an hour later he asked me to dance again. Fast forward to 5:00am when I got in trouble for still being out when I had to go to work in two hours. At work Mark phoned me and asked me on a date. And the rest was history... Our timeline went like this.
Friday- dance, Saturday- first date, Sunday- second date, Monday- we were a couple and three months later we were engaged. We were married on August 28, 2010. That was the most perfect day of my life. Literally everything went perfect, I could not have asked for a better day. Or Husband. But the wedding... that's a story for another day.