Guess who just woke up from a fantabulous nap?
This girl.
Guess who started making a dayzero project yesterday?
This girl.
Guess who got a hazmat suit in the mail today?
This girl and her boy.
Guess who discussed feminism in her lit class today?
This girl.
Guess which married woman got hit on by a freshman immature punk, even after she told him she was married?
This girl.
Fantabulous Nap Experience
-The living room is super clean, so napping on my love seat felt awesome. I woke up and found myself beamingly proud of my apartment. :) (Beamingly isn't a word...Neither is fantabulous. :D)
-I slept with my pink fuzzie blanket, which I'm sure kept the nightmares away.
-I slept with my pink fuzzie blanket, which I hope didn't keep the dreams away. :( I do like dreams!
dayzero project experience
- I finally got my lazy butt to make an account with dayzero. dayzero, for those of you who don't know, is an online challenge you can sign up for. You try to complete 101 things in 1001 days. In other words, that's about 2.75 years to get 101 things accomplished. I have 26 things so far. Any suggestions would be great! Sarah Kron has already helped me with ideas for my list. She's so awesome. Thank you, Sarah! :)
-I've already started writing a letter to myself which I will open in one year exactly. I LOVE THIS PROJECT! YOU SHOULD SIGN UP.
Hazmat Suit Experience
-Zac texts me this morning to ask if I could stop by our house during my break to get the mail because a box from home came today. I thought it only had some clothes, an iPod charger cord, and his calculator in it.
-I get the box and carry it back on campus because I have some reading to do before class. I momentarily forget about the tab on the box you can pull to open it, so instead I take the box into class with the intent to ask for something sharp to open the box.
-A friend reminds me about the tab.
-Thinking I know all of the box's contents, I open it in class.
-Immediately I see a dirty plastic thing in the box. First thought, "They sent us a tent to go camping?"
-Becca and I pull the hazmat suit out of the box and we're like, "Is this a hazmat suit?" The calculator rolls free from the hazmat suit.
-Class goes into a small uproar.
-I start laughing because of nervousness and slight apprehension. Becca tells me to go put the hazmat suit on our teacher's desk. I don't because it's so dirty. hahahhaa
-The teacher enters and we, the class, giggle behind our hands.
Feminism Lecture Experience
-Honestly, I only have a question or two about this: What is feminism exactly? Is it an idea or an action or a combination of both? I've never been told flat out what feminism is and sometimes I feel shallow when I try to define feminism for myself. Merp. One thing that was reiterated in class was that feminism means different things to different individuals... Any comments would be awesome!
Freshman Boy Hitting on Me Experience
-Let's just say it was awkward, pissed me off, and made me feel horrible for his girlfriend. One memorable quote, "I've been wanting to cheat on her for a while now because I don't like being tied down. I feel too committed, you know?" He saw my ring before he said this, found out I was married, and waited until his girlfriend left to "confide" in me. Another quote he said to me, "You're very pretty." Gah. Anger.
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9/23/2011
A pyromaniac poem, stage fighting, and first flurry of a 10 min play :)
Happy Friday!
Zac just popped me a bag of popcorn. Now, I am popping the buttery, salty, and warm popcorn into my happy mouth. :) ohemgee. so om nom nom.
Words cannot describe just how relived I am to be sitting on my love seat, on a Friday afternoon, blogging.
From a pesky Psych paper, to red ink slashes all over my 10 minute play, to strenuous rehearsals, and the ridiculous poetry unit in my lit class, I AM EXHAUSTED. Not to mention my "grad plan" meeting with George Nelson...
In order to graduate by April 2013, I need to take 17 hours next fall. :O. I sure hope I have it in me to get a high GPA that semester. The biggest hindrance to any grade, by far, is attendance (for me). It's so crazy how absences and tardies add up so quickly! So far this semester, I've done really well. Granted, it is only the beginning of school. But I really want grad school. HIGH GRADES IN THE BAG. BADDA BING.
Yesterday, the first draft of my 10 minute play was read out loud in class...after we got them back corrected from George. Hearing people read my glaringly red obvious mistakes was so embarrassing. But, luckily, everyone else in class had the same thing happen to them. George told me at my grad plan meeting right before class that "we're a team, we're in this together." I just moaned and laughed. After that hurdle was cleared, I went to my play last night and erased EVERYTHING I had. "First Draft 10 minute play" is on my task bar, begging me to write. The plot's gonna be a lot simpler, so my characters have more room to grow and show depth. I am throwing out one of the three characters. I am cutting out exposition almost entirely so I can get to the "meat" or the action of the play. Yes, good things to come. :) Hard? Definitely. Rewarding? Undoubtedly.
I've had rehearsal for "The Stronger" every night since Tuesday. Today, though, we had practice at 2 pm in a study room at the library. A previous study group was quite put out with us when we informed them we had the room until 2:30. But they were wonderful and let us have the room that was rightfully ours. haha I wasn't so sure I'd do amazing, awe-inspiring work today because as I put it to Hannah, my director, I felt like I was "in a dream." But, to everyone's surprise, I reacted off of Taylor (my brilliant co-star :]) and Taylor reacted off of me and today's run through of the show went splendidly! I learned the blocking for the my first couple of monologues last night. So in this afternoon's rehearsal, I did the blocking and inflections up to what I've learned and then "improved" what I felt appropriate for the rest of the show. All I thought the entire time was, "Focus." And great, new, and powerful emotions and tactics were found! Ah, the gift of revelation and listening. :)
Along those same lines, I've been working with a wonderful girl in my Beginning Stage Combat class on a choreographed fight scene. Her name is Noelle Houston. My, goodness, is she amazing! We were good friends before this class, but being paired with her has made a whole world of difference to our friendship. This week, we met up on Monday and Wednesday afternoon to "fight" outside the HFAC in the bee-infested grass. She is so talented, you guys. She's a sophomore and already been a part of so many theatre projects here at BYU. Even right now she's taking 17 hours and involved in...2 shows if I remember correctly. Anyway, I love her to pieces. It may seem odd to say, but I love fighting her. We laugh and talk and repeat the fight until we are just exhausted. And our conversations are so intense and heartfelt. There are times, however, when I do a move wrong and she tells me flat out I need to fix it. It also took us a while to get the timing of her flipping me over her shoulder down. But we're in a great place for our first preview next Friday. :)
My lit class is highly frustrating at the moment. Poetry. Is. So. Hard. To. Grasp. Bah.
I keep applauding myself for not being an English major. haha I love English, but I think sometimes it's just a little too out of my sphere. :) We just read a really intriguing poem that was extremely difficult to decipher because of it's free form and content. But, oh, how beautiful it was.
How amazing is it to find you aren't perfect?
How amazing is it to find that you still have so much to learn from others?
How amazing is it to find you can learn from helping others?
I am just in awe at the many people in my life who've taught me something about living. Who've shown me I am not perfect. Who've shown me that perfection may not be necessary, but a desire to do the best I can is all that I need. Who've shown affection. Who've shown hard love, when needed.
Zac just popped me a bag of popcorn. Now, I am popping the buttery, salty, and warm popcorn into my happy mouth. :) ohemgee. so om nom nom.
Words cannot describe just how relived I am to be sitting on my love seat, on a Friday afternoon, blogging.
From a pesky Psych paper, to red ink slashes all over my 10 minute play, to strenuous rehearsals, and the ridiculous poetry unit in my lit class, I AM EXHAUSTED. Not to mention my "grad plan" meeting with George Nelson...
In order to graduate by April 2013, I need to take 17 hours next fall. :O. I sure hope I have it in me to get a high GPA that semester. The biggest hindrance to any grade, by far, is attendance (for me). It's so crazy how absences and tardies add up so quickly! So far this semester, I've done really well. Granted, it is only the beginning of school. But I really want grad school. HIGH GRADES IN THE BAG. BADDA BING.
Yesterday, the first draft of my 10 minute play was read out loud in class...after we got them back corrected from George. Hearing people read my glaringly red obvious mistakes was so embarrassing. But, luckily, everyone else in class had the same thing happen to them. George told me at my grad plan meeting right before class that "we're a team, we're in this together." I just moaned and laughed. After that hurdle was cleared, I went to my play last night and erased EVERYTHING I had. "First Draft 10 minute play" is on my task bar, begging me to write. The plot's gonna be a lot simpler, so my characters have more room to grow and show depth. I am throwing out one of the three characters. I am cutting out exposition almost entirely so I can get to the "meat" or the action of the play. Yes, good things to come. :) Hard? Definitely. Rewarding? Undoubtedly.
I've had rehearsal for "The Stronger" every night since Tuesday. Today, though, we had practice at 2 pm in a study room at the library. A previous study group was quite put out with us when we informed them we had the room until 2:30. But they were wonderful and let us have the room that was rightfully ours. haha I wasn't so sure I'd do amazing, awe-inspiring work today because as I put it to Hannah, my director, I felt like I was "in a dream." But, to everyone's surprise, I reacted off of Taylor (my brilliant co-star :]) and Taylor reacted off of me and today's run through of the show went splendidly! I learned the blocking for the my first couple of monologues last night. So in this afternoon's rehearsal, I did the blocking and inflections up to what I've learned and then "improved" what I felt appropriate for the rest of the show. All I thought the entire time was, "Focus." And great, new, and powerful emotions and tactics were found! Ah, the gift of revelation and listening. :)
Along those same lines, I've been working with a wonderful girl in my Beginning Stage Combat class on a choreographed fight scene. Her name is Noelle Houston. My, goodness, is she amazing! We were good friends before this class, but being paired with her has made a whole world of difference to our friendship. This week, we met up on Monday and Wednesday afternoon to "fight" outside the HFAC in the bee-infested grass. She is so talented, you guys. She's a sophomore and already been a part of so many theatre projects here at BYU. Even right now she's taking 17 hours and involved in...2 shows if I remember correctly. Anyway, I love her to pieces. It may seem odd to say, but I love fighting her. We laugh and talk and repeat the fight until we are just exhausted. And our conversations are so intense and heartfelt. There are times, however, when I do a move wrong and she tells me flat out I need to fix it. It also took us a while to get the timing of her flipping me over her shoulder down. But we're in a great place for our first preview next Friday. :)
My lit class is highly frustrating at the moment. Poetry. Is. So. Hard. To. Grasp. Bah.
I keep applauding myself for not being an English major. haha I love English, but I think sometimes it's just a little too out of my sphere. :) We just read a really intriguing poem that was extremely difficult to decipher because of it's free form and content. But, oh, how beautiful it was.
How amazing is it to find you aren't perfect?
How amazing is it to find that you still have so much to learn from others?
How amazing is it to find you can learn from helping others?
I am just in awe at the many people in my life who've taught me something about living. Who've shown me I am not perfect. Who've shown me that perfection may not be necessary, but a desire to do the best I can is all that I need. Who've shown affection. Who've shown hard love, when needed.
9/05/2011
Is this real? :/
Good evening!
My, my, my. Today was a jam-packed and wild ride of a Labor Day. :)
Zac and I met a rather odd and hilarious gentleman while we were on campus this morning at the library. He asked us if we could take him to the Heritage Hall dorms. Seeing as Heritage Halls is on our way to our apartment, we decided to help him out.
Oh, good golly.
We begin walking with this pajama clad and tattered sandal wearing stranger across campus. He pulls out his cellphone and greets Veronica on the other end. "Veronica? VERONICA! I LOVE YOU, VERONICA!"
He then begins telling Veronica, consequently me and Zac, his whole life story. Every. Single. Detail. His abusive upbringing, his messed up parents, his suicidal tendencies, his rebellion from religion, and the drama with his family. 'I am officially disowning my parents. I am getting a new last name this week.' You may think this was terribly awkward. YOU'RE RIGHT.
Uncomfortable as his choice of conversation was, he wasn't uncomfortable at all. He was hilarious, likable, and highly entertaining. I found myself laughing along with him and Veronica. In fact, when he told Veronica he lost 60 pounds, Zac and I were like, 'Dang, son!' And then he turned to us and said, 'I know right?! I go to Westminster and they have a free rock wall and all this other free sports equipment. You have to be fit to use that *&%$.'
I think I may have been the only one to notice he made a vulgar rhyme. I giggled to myself.
He was from Salt Lake visiting all his 'Mormon friends.' He told Veronica he was inactive in the Mormon church but still went to church two Sundays of every month. Merp?
We reach the Heritage Hall dorms; Zac and I begin frantically asking anyone we pass where building '25' is located. None of them know what we're talking about. Our new friend is still talking away on the phone, usually still walking even though we've stopped to ask for directions. Finally we find the building after aimlessly wandering around the dorms. We sit on the steps in front of the building with him and he asks us if we want to meet the friend who lives in building '25.' 'Of course we do!'
We waited for him to finish his phone conversation so we could go inside, but that opportunity never came. While we waited, Zac and I found out more information about this stranger. He helped build houses recently for Habitat for Humanity and decided he had a good knack for it. As such, he's bought several plots of land n Utah and has 'done all the math' and he'll be a 'millionaire by January.'
We realized we needed to get home soon so we bade our friend goodbye. 'You two are some awesome Mormons! New best friends!' We laughed and wished him well. He then invited us to the Bamboo Hut. 'I've invited some friends. Be there at 5. And it's all on me.'
Doubtful?
We also went to a park and I am getting much better at Frisbee. Zac said so. :) Then we all came back to our apartment and chatted while eating strawberries and sugar.
Quite the amazing day, if I do say so myself. :)
My, my, my. Today was a jam-packed and wild ride of a Labor Day. :)
Zac and I met a rather odd and hilarious gentleman while we were on campus this morning at the library. He asked us if we could take him to the Heritage Hall dorms. Seeing as Heritage Halls is on our way to our apartment, we decided to help him out.
Oh, good golly.
We begin walking with this pajama clad and tattered sandal wearing stranger across campus. He pulls out his cellphone and greets Veronica on the other end. "Veronica? VERONICA! I LOVE YOU, VERONICA!"
He then begins telling Veronica, consequently me and Zac, his whole life story. Every. Single. Detail. His abusive upbringing, his messed up parents, his suicidal tendencies, his rebellion from religion, and the drama with his family. 'I am officially disowning my parents. I am getting a new last name this week.' You may think this was terribly awkward. YOU'RE RIGHT.
Uncomfortable as his choice of conversation was, he wasn't uncomfortable at all. He was hilarious, likable, and highly entertaining. I found myself laughing along with him and Veronica. In fact, when he told Veronica he lost 60 pounds, Zac and I were like, 'Dang, son!' And then he turned to us and said, 'I know right?! I go to Westminster and they have a free rock wall and all this other free sports equipment. You have to be fit to use that *&%$.'
I think I may have been the only one to notice he made a vulgar rhyme. I giggled to myself.
He was from Salt Lake visiting all his 'Mormon friends.' He told Veronica he was inactive in the Mormon church but still went to church two Sundays of every month. Merp?
We reach the Heritage Hall dorms; Zac and I begin frantically asking anyone we pass where building '25' is located. None of them know what we're talking about. Our new friend is still talking away on the phone, usually still walking even though we've stopped to ask for directions. Finally we find the building after aimlessly wandering around the dorms. We sit on the steps in front of the building with him and he asks us if we want to meet the friend who lives in building '25.' 'Of course we do!'
We waited for him to finish his phone conversation so we could go inside, but that opportunity never came. While we waited, Zac and I found out more information about this stranger. He helped build houses recently for Habitat for Humanity and decided he had a good knack for it. As such, he's bought several plots of land n Utah and has 'done all the math' and he'll be a 'millionaire by January.'
We realized we needed to get home soon so we bade our friend goodbye. 'You two are some awesome Mormons! New best friends!' We laughed and wished him well. He then invited us to the Bamboo Hut. 'I've invited some friends. Be there at 5. And it's all on me.'
Doubtful?
[Scene Break]
Zac and I celebrated Labor Day with Emily and Tim! I ate my very first Colombian hot dog. OH. MY. WORD. So good! Onion, lettuce, bacon, hot dog, ketchup, mustard, shredded cheddar cheese, crushed potato chips, and a little bit of honey drizzle. Smack in the face-taste explosion!
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| We didn't have mayonnaise on it...And trust me! It is sooo good! |
Quite the amazing day, if I do say so myself. :)
7/01/2011
The wedding post :)
Hey, you! Guess what?
No, I'm not just gonna tell you. You need to guess!
We'll do a countdown! Three, two, one...Guess!
I'm serious. Guess.
I'm not playing around here.
I'll give you a hint, if you want.
FINE. I'll tell you.
I know, right!? So crazy!
I am so happy.
...And, yeah, I'm 20.
Zac's eyes are currently glued to the television. We're watching Ed, Edd, n Eddy! So freaking good. :)
Hawaii is so beautiful and I can't believe we're here. Zac and I are just relaxing and enjoying one another's company after many months of stress and planning for the wedding.
Speaking of my wedding...I NEED TO WRITE ABOUT IT. :)
No, I'm not just gonna tell you. You need to guess!
We'll do a countdown! Three, two, one...Guess!
I'm serious. Guess.
I'm not playing around here.
I'll give you a hint, if you want.
FINE. I'll tell you.
I'M MARRIED!!!!!
Daw! Thank you!I know, right!? So crazy!
I am so happy.
...And, yeah, I'm 20.
Zac's eyes are currently glued to the television. We're watching Ed, Edd, n Eddy! So freaking good. :)
Hawaii is so beautiful and I can't believe we're here. Zac and I are just relaxing and enjoying one another's company after many months of stress and planning for the wedding.
Speaking of my wedding...I NEED TO WRITE ABOUT IT. :)
[Haha, not to worry. I didn't just come up with that realization. I've been planning to write about the wedding the whole time. That's what this post is about...The Wedding Day and the week leading up to it].
Monday, June 20th- Mom and I left Arizona at 7 am to drive to Simi Valley, California. Mom and I stopped by a huge and wonderful outlet mall somewhere in California. I got a super duper cute dress and cardigan for my endowment session at the temple and for the honeymoon in Hawaii. :) We made it to Simi Valley around 3 pm and mom met Zac's step-mom, Amer (Annamarie), Ian (Zac's 3 year old brother), and Sammy, Zac's wonderful dog. So happy! Then mom met Zac's dad, Marc, a little bit later! Later that night, mom, Zac, and I went to the wedding cake decorator's home to taste test the cake samples. Ohhh. My. Gosh. We decided on a marble cake batter with her homemade strawberry and chocolate filling. We were so happy with the wonderful job she did and this was her second ever wedding cake! So amazing! Then Zac and I went on a much needed date. We went to a Borders, reading children's books and holding hands in the sofa chairs. Then we walked to his movie theatre and saw Midnight in Paris... SO BEAUTIFUL. I didn't know if I'd like it all that much, but man, was I wrong. Zac and I just loved it.
Tuesday, June 21st- Mom, Zac, Karen (Zac's mommy), and I went to Ventura to get the marriage license. Hooray legal obligations! Then mom, Zac, and I went to a nearby beach. Mom hadn't been to a beach since she was 10 when we first buried our feet in the sand. She was so delighted and delightful. :) Afterwards, we went to The Habit, an amazing burger place. Mom loved her food and said she'd never eaten something so amazing. :D Ha! California is just too good. :) Later on that night, Zac had his interview with the stake president and he passed with flying colors (obviously). :)
Wednesday, June 22nd- Mom woke up all frazzled and intense. She jumped out of the bed we shared and said that we needed to get to the flower market in LA that morning, not the next morning like we originally planned. I shot to my feet and ran into Zac's room to wake him up. We were out the door in 15 minutes at 9 am. The one hour drive from Simi to LA was so fun! We had fun listening to music and chatting during traffic. Once we got to the LA Flower Market, though, we were all business. Or, more accurately, mom was. Man! It was so amazing seeing her in action. She was a florist for 21 years before she "retired" to be a stay-at-home mom. Having her do all the flowers for the wedding was so touching and I knew she was going to be amazing. She didn't disappoint. :) Thank you, mom. Then we picked up Emily and Tim from the LAX airport! I LOVED SEEING HER AND TIM AGAIN! As did Zac and mom. :D Later on that night I had my bridal shower! Sooo much fun! Zac, Tim, and Poter went to Sky High, a tumbling gym, for an impromptu bachelor party. They also went to Five Guys.
Thursday, June 23rd- Mom woke up super early to pick up Jim from the airport in LA and then had lunch with her brother (my uncle) who she hadn't seen in 20 years. Back in Simi, friends and family got together at the reception venue to start decorating. Paul, Melissa, and Julie arrived in Simi in the early afternoon and it was so good seeing them again! Then I went lingerie shopping with Karen and Zac's sister, Stephanie. hahahah We had some major fun. >< Then we rushed home to get me changed and presentable for my temple endowment session at 5:30. I was so nervous and I couldn't believe that it was finally here! I won't go into specifics, obviously, but the temple is so amazing. And my love for Zac grew to an unimaginable level. Being worthy of the temple and the blessings it provides was such an overwhelming feeling. I was crying the moment I stepped into the temple. I left behind my past and stepped into my future, clinging to my testimony of Christ and my love for Zac and my family. :) Finally, I took a sleeping pill and packed up my things and went with all the girls to Karen's house. I got a full body massage from Stephanie, who's a registered message therapist. SO AWESOME. Emily and I talked for a good two hours, enjoying one another's thoughts and impressions. I love her so.
Friday, June 24th- THE WEDDING DAY! I'll just do a chronological list...>< Bear with me...if you're still reading! hahaha :)
7:36 am- Woken up by my beautiful mother who drove over from Marc's house with Tim in tow. I was grumpy and my eyes hurt. :)
8:01 am- Out of the shower, legs shaven, glowing with happiness for the day ahead. :)
8:01 am- Out of the shower, legs shaven, glowing with happiness for the day ahead. :)
8:05 am-9:11 am- Getting my hair moussed, blow-dried, curled, and hair sprayed while playing word games with Julie and mom. :)
9:15 am-9:30 am- Oatmeal and strawberries with whipped cream for breakfast! Yum! :)
9:32 am- Woke up Melissa. :)
9:35 am- Mom drove back to Marc's house to get the waterproof mascara I forgot. ><
9:46 am- Mom hurried through my makeup and I still looked amazing! THANK YOU SO MUCH, MOM!
10:15 am- All the girls in tow with the wedding dress, drove to the temple.
9:32 am- Woke up Melissa. :)
9:35 am- Mom drove back to Marc's house to get the waterproof mascara I forgot. ><
9:46 am- Mom hurried through my makeup and I still looked amazing! THANK YOU SO MUCH, MOM!
10:15 am- All the girls in tow with the wedding dress, drove to the temple.
11:10 am- Parked, lugged the wedding dress, duffel bag of clothes, flowers, and makeup case into the temple lobby. Waved goodbye to Emily, Melissa, and Julie.
11:23 am- Met up with Zac, Marc, Paul, Amer, and one of Amer's friends. Zac and I had yet another interview with a temple worker to verify everything with us and the importance of our temple sealing. :):)
11:30 am- Got ready in all my bridal glory. *blush blush* Mom and I were hugging and holding hands the whole time.
12:30 pm- I was sealed for all time and eternity to Zachary Scott Hickman. We made covenants with one another and God in the holy temple.
1:10 pm- Back in the Bride's Room to do some touch ups with makeup and hair for the wedding photos. Mom put yellow roses in my hair and helped me put on my yellow Vans. She also finished making Zac's boutineer and put an adorable ribbon around the bouquet. Packed up everything. Met up with Zac, who looked so handsome in his grey tux and yellow tie.
1:30 pm- Stepped outside the temple for pictures with family and friends. :) Ethan then asked for all friends and family to leave so he could be alone with Zac and me. So many pictures! Wah! Can't wait to see them!
1:30 pm- Stepped outside the temple for pictures with family and friends. :) Ethan then asked for all friends and family to leave so he could be alone with Zac and me. So many pictures! Wah! Can't wait to see them!
2:15 pm- Traveled back to LA with mom, listening to the new Ludo CD!!! Man, so good.
3:30 pm- Called everyone to head over to Red Robin for a quick wedding party luncheon. So good! I was stressed the whole time, worrying about the ring ceremony at 5:30.
5:00 pm- Zac and I left with Karen to pick up my garter (ahem) which I forgot at Marc's house.
5:20 pm- Finally at the church building for the ring ceremony and reception! We set up chairs and tables outside under the pavilion. IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL. I was driven across the parking lot so as to keep tradition that "no one" sees the bride before she walks down the aisle. That proved to be difficult. hahaha A crisis suddenly sprung up while I was in my remote location in the parking lot, waiting to be driven over to the pavilion. Mom came rushing over to me, breathless, and told me Zac's wedding ring was lost! I was so scared! hahaha The box was empty and he got it mixed up with my wedding ring box. Anyway, the point is, we found the ring and everything was running smoothly again. Whew.
5:41 pm- Mom drove me over to the pavilion and then walked me down the aisle to my husband. Zac and I then had Shane Hull tell all in attendance how important the temple sealing is and explained the sacredness of the temple. He then asked Zac and I to say a few words with one another and all our friends and family.We then exchanged rings and had a good long kiss. :) Our family and close friends then got up and shared their love for me and Zac with everyone. Not a single eye was dry. Well, except for Ian, who was running around, playing with his toy cars. :)
3:30 pm- Called everyone to head over to Red Robin for a quick wedding party luncheon. So good! I was stressed the whole time, worrying about the ring ceremony at 5:30.
5:00 pm- Zac and I left with Karen to pick up my garter (ahem) which I forgot at Marc's house.
5:20 pm- Finally at the church building for the ring ceremony and reception! We set up chairs and tables outside under the pavilion. IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL. I was driven across the parking lot so as to keep tradition that "no one" sees the bride before she walks down the aisle. That proved to be difficult. hahaha A crisis suddenly sprung up while I was in my remote location in the parking lot, waiting to be driven over to the pavilion. Mom came rushing over to me, breathless, and told me Zac's wedding ring was lost! I was so scared! hahaha The box was empty and he got it mixed up with my wedding ring box. Anyway, the point is, we found the ring and everything was running smoothly again. Whew.
5:41 pm- Mom drove me over to the pavilion and then walked me down the aisle to my husband. Zac and I then had Shane Hull tell all in attendance how important the temple sealing is and explained the sacredness of the temple. He then asked Zac and I to say a few words with one another and all our friends and family.We then exchanged rings and had a good long kiss. :) Our family and close friends then got up and shared their love for me and Zac with everyone. Not a single eye was dry. Well, except for Ian, who was running around, playing with his toy cars. :)
6:00 pm-Whenever it ended (Time kind of escaped me haha) - RECEPTION TIME! We greeted everyone, said our thank yous, and then our first dance! The Luckiest by Ben Folds. Daddy/Daughter dance with my little brother. Little Miss Magic by Jimmy Buffet. Zac and I broke the knife during the infamous cake cutting! >< Then we did the garter and bouquet toss. hahaha Zac was super silly while getting the garter. :) And my little sister Julie caught the bouquet! Yay! We also had family pictures taken and then we danced for a good hour. :) Ian even danced!
A perfect day.
And now for some pictars! :D
A perfect day.
And now for some pictars! :D
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| Missy Cox did such a WONDERFUL job with the cake! Look! Quail and everything! |
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| Listening to friends and family during the ring ceremony :) |
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| Aren't these table decorations just adorable?! |
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| Carefully inspecting the cake... |
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| Yes! Julie caught the bouquet! :D |
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| Zac's little sister, Danielle! So cute! |
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| Mom puts up with me :) |
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| I just love Zac's face in this! :D |
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| Good work, team! |
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