Tomorrow is the big day.
I mean the big day.
Are you excited?
Because I am.

Life is changing.
It's good.
I'm also changing blogs.

Have no fear though!
The new one is better.
Wanna still follow me?

Go to jandtadventures.blogspot.com.
You'll get to hear about me AND Tyler.
So much better.

The Gobbledygook blog is officially closed...


Taste the Rainbow

March is supposed to be the luckiest month of the year, right? It's supposed to be full of rainbows and pots of gold at the end of those rainbows. It's where you catch leprechaun's and get a wish come true. It's where you watch the Gnomemobile (total old school movie) and Darby O'Gill and the Little People and get pinched if you don' wear green.

This month is going to be lucky. It's also going to be full of a lot of different changes. I started student teaching today. In the 1st grade. And it was awesome. My mentor teacher seems to have the same personality that I do and I am certain that I will learn so much from her, hopefully I can be a sponge and just soak it all in. I also get married in 16 days. That is almost exactly 2 weeks. It makes me happy. Excited. Antsy. And probably every other happy and nervous emotion out there. And you want to know where I'm going on our honeymoon? Me too. T has an extremely amazing weekend trip planned for us, which will remain a surprise until March 19th. I love surprises, I just really hate waiting for them...

That's the update for this month. If you don't hear from me for a while, you'll now know why. My life is crazy and I love it.

Bytheway... T and I will be combining our blogs to a new site in just a couple of weeks.

Excited for the month of March? Yeah, me too.


Precious... My Precious

So I'm not as possessive as a certain Lord of the Rings character, but it is beautiful...

Today I looked down at my finger. My left hand ring finger to be exact. Guess what was on it? A ring! A beautiful sparkling ring. And then it hit me. I'm getting married. It's the big "M" word that I was fine with everyone else saying until I started saying it. It didn't come according to my perfect plan. The one that said I shouldn't have found Tyler until I was 24, graduated, and off of my mission. The one that Tyler interrupted the moment he entered my life. I'm sure Heavenly Father got a good laugh interrupting my life.

I should really be used to introducing Tyler as my fiance by now-but I'm not. I should be used to handing out invites and looking dowan and seeing that my last name is about to change. For heaven's sake, I should be used to a big shiny rock on my finger! But I'm not. When I said, "Yes" (it actually went more like... "What? You're asking now? I mean Yes! Yeah! Of course!") to the love of my life, I decided to never be single again. I promised him my life. I promised him eternity.

That's a lot of promises. A lot of responsibility. But you know what? The biggest decision of my life turned out to be one of the most easy ones of my life. "Yes," came naturally.

I found him, fell in love with him, and now I'm marrying him. Sometimes I think that I'm dreaming and that I'll wake up and it won't be true. But guess what?

The ring says it all. It's proof. The circle means eternity. I'm getting married. 18 days.


Love at First Sight

So no... I'm not talking about Tyler again. Although it pretty much was love at first sight with him too. But today I'm talking about these bad boys!...

Do you see these books?! I mean really look at them! Are they not the most beautiful thing you've ever seen?! They have all of the classics bound like this! How could anyone see them and not just love them? Because I saw them at first glance and fell in love with them. So go here to see them. Buy them.

Just so you know... I'm getting married in 22 days. My birthday is in April. It's even on Easter. That's 3 celebrations in the next month or so. Maybe I'll get lucky and get one of these for every celebration? Wouldn't a couple of these look so wonderful in an Easter basket on Easter morning on my birthday?

I sure think so. You should too.


Growing Old

He looked old tonight. Sad even. Maybe a better word is reminiscent. His face was drawn together in concentration as my beautiful cousin-in-law played her french horn during her final recital at BYU. He held my hand during some of it. I watched as he tapped his pointer finger on the armrest of his chair to the beat of the music playing-just like he used to do when I was little when we would listen to classical music. Those were some of my favorite days when I could sit on his lap and play Pipe Dream on his computer or Chess while he taught me the classics of Mozart, Chopin, Tchaikovsky, and Beethoven. During the entire concert I could see how his face conveyed his desire to be back in the band room directing an entire class of eager students to learn their instruments in hand. I could picture his arms directing an orchestra concert and helping his students become better. I wish I could help him relive those days. I wish that he didn't have to get so old. Because today, I finally realized how old he has gotten. How every moment I get to spend with him, how every hug and kiss should be treasured and cherished. It's his birthday at the beginning of March. Another year older and much wiser too.

I love you Grandpa.


Blessings of Love

After listening to Jon and Karen Bytheway's book on Tape- What We Wish We Had Known Before We Were Married...
Me: So how do you put the toilet paper roll on?
T: Over the top so it falls down the front. How do you do it?
Me: Behind so it comes through the bottom. Why do you do it that way?
T (with a mischievous look in his eye): Because then you can HIT it!

This conversation has nothing to do with the post of the day. It was just hilarious. I'm so glad I'm marrying a man who turns into an adorable little boy at times. Seriously, who puts the toilet paper roll on the dispenser just so they can hit it if they get the urge? I'll admit, I just HAVE to put the toilet paper on like this from now on. It makes me smile.

It's Love week. I used to be indifferent to love week and Valentines Day. But ever since last year where I had the best Valentines Day ever, my idea of everything referring to love has changed. I love, Love! Especially when it comes to loving T. I've never had a more easy time loving someone. My bishop doesn't believe in soulmates, but you know what he has said? That you make whoever you marry become your soulmate. Guess what? T is very much on his way of becoming mine. He's the most remarkable man I've ever met. And you know what he's up to these days? He's working on becoming my dream man. I'm sorry to tell him, but no matter what he does, he will always be my dream man. In every aspect and in every way.

Wanna hear the best love story ever? (*Caution-I do have a bit of bias towards this one*) Click here to hear about one of the best days of my life. You'll get to read about the man that made me fall in love with him from the very beginning. The one that I'm marrying in 37 days, 15 hours, and 31 minutes.

Lucky Lucky Lucky me!



Me: "Guess what I got you for Dinner?" (handing him the brown paper sack)
Him: Sniff. "Racherito's?!"
Me: "Yep!"

You probably think this is a dull conversation, don't you? The thing is, you weren't there to see him go wide eyed and see his incredibly attractive white smile spread across his face. Yet another reason I'm marrying him. He loves the simple things in life like good Mexican Food.

P.S. Home Depot=Good-looking men. Ok, well, just one in particular. But I may have a bias.