Chris and I are officially moved out of our home. I know all I have done is complained about how horrible it is/was but the truth is it's going to be different now. I'm still not sad but it is kind of weird to not be in "our home". This is the place where Chris and I, as a couple, grew up. They say the first year is the hardest and boy let me tell you.. it was hard. But with all the hardships and struggles came lots of time to bond with one another, to lean on each other. Yes, I still call mom because boys don't do the "What are you wearing today"? talk, but we really have come to better understand each other. It has been a good year. A really tough, sometimes awful but good year. I am really proud of Chris and how much effort and focus he has put into school. He has done an outstanding job. He has grown so much in the last year.. just with schooling.
I've grown a lot too. I feel like through past experiences I have learned how to handle things bett…
These are my random thoughts when I am happy. Beware. :) I'm such a happy girl today.. A very happy girl! I think I could list a thousand reasons to be happy but they might all have to do with seeing family in four stinkin days. Chris has been studying his heart out while I have been packing the house. Good thing it's not an entire house; just an apartment. I don't think I could a whole house on my own. (I give my mother all the credit in the world for doing it so many times). Chris has one more final tomorrow night and then he can finally relax for a while. I forgot to tell you about last Sunday.. the Aloha 'oe. Here in Hawaii when someone leaves they sing a beautiful Hawaiian song.. I think it's their version of "Til We Meet Again".. right Amy? It really is something special. Everyone who is leaving stands at the front of the chapel after sacrament meeting and everyone stands and sings this song. Then EVERYONE (whether you know them or not) comes through …
I knew that if I whined and complained something good would come out of it!! WE GOT THE HOUSE!!! MY HOUSE!! I had tried to be nice and say "everything will work out" but then my patience wore out.. so I complained and look what happened. :) Okay.. that's not how it really worked.. BUT WE GOT THE HOUSE!! Wanna see how cute it is?!? YES! YES! YES!!
Yes. I am in need of a venting session so if you are in a good mood.. I wouldn't read this. And this is my blog so I can vent all I want. Chris and I (mostly I) have been looking for an apartment for months now. At first there were a couple places that told me they would call as soon as something opened up. So I waited a couple days (I'm not patient) and called back, hoping for a good answer. They had said it was still too early and that they would call me. I was okay with this for about a week and after two weeks of waiting by the phone, I knew this was going to turn into the same chaos we dealt with when moving here. We found a really sweet place. The guy called and said he and his wife were moving out and that the place was basically ours if they could find a place. We didn't know if he was going to find another place or not so we just waited on him.. He called and said they found a place so we could move into theirs! We were so overjoyed! We got the application and sta…
Growing up I was taught to clean up after myself. I'm not saying I always did it. Considering my home now would look like a barn if I didn't. Not saying that Chris doesn't pick up after himself because he does.. when he has time..which is not often. Poor guy barely has time to pee. This rule was always enforced in our home growing up. I think I learned it best when we had to move. I cannot even count how many times we had moved when I was a kid. Mesquite is the longest we stayed in one city. (A whopping eight years was it?) I think I'm making my family sound like we got kicked out of these places.. That's not the case. My dad just kept getting cooler and better job offers so we moved. Which I honestly loved. I feel like I've seen the world, well the entire country at least. So back to keeping my house clean. Chris and I have searching for months for a home in Rexburg. The time is getting closer to move in date and we still don't have a place. It's been …
Sometimes I get in these, "I can fix any problem and solve any question" moods. I feel like I secretly wear a giant "S" under my clothes. Today would happen to be that day. No particular fix or problem; just a mood I'm sure I got from my headstrong grandmother. I saw a video I'm sure many of you have seen already. It has been on facebook all week and I have been to busy to watch it. So here it is. This kid has his head on straight. Don't worry it's perfectly approved for the adult audience. Sex. I don't even need to be blunt and honest because he says it all for me. Let me know what ya think!
I never thought this day would come. Never in million years.
Ha You thought I was going to say "I'm going to miss Hawaii" didn't you?
I never thought I'd get off this beautiful piece of land.
Yes, I will admit there are a few things I will miss, but Hawaii as a whole.. maybe someday..
I think I figured out over the 14 months we've been here, that I'm not the sand in my everywhere, "what's your's is mine" type a girl.
What will I miss?
-Being able to fit in because I look so brown
-That most people here will lend you just about anything any time
-Real palm trees (I'm use to the Vegas ones)
-Picking fruit from just about every plant we can find
-Driving up the North Shore and singing Jack Johnson as loud as we can
-Being called Auntie by the most beautiful children
-The ohana I have here
-Being hit in the back by sea turtles
-Getting stung, bitten, and hissed at by creepy creatures
-The crystal clear water
-Watching Chris spend t…