the perfect date

"The perfect date? I'd have to say April 25th. It's not too hot, not too cold. All you need is a light jacket!"

If you don't know what that is from.. shame. 
April 25th has started out pretty great.
Woke up at the crack of dawn to tell Nate goodbye. Half the time I don't even remember him leaving.
Worked my [you know what] off at cross fit.
I really wanted a video of my 3 pull ups I can barely do but just felt a little embarrassed asking anyone.
HA HA  I am going to need a LOT of practice on those.
Did i mention the cross fit trainer is named Gary? How can you NOT be happy when you hear the name Gary? It's next to impossible. And That's exactly why I've wanted to name by first born son Gary since.. a long long time. It's so ugly that it's adorable. If that makes any sense.
I was expecting a package in the mail today so when the mailman showed up with only a few bills, I began to sulk. Nothing ever gets to our house because our address is all screwy. I laid on the floor in my sweat drenched clothes UNTIL.... I heard a car pull up. I jumped up and guess who it was?!!
The Mailman!
Carrying one single package that I knew had my name on it.
I ran out to meet him (kinda scared him a bit) Grabbed my package. Thanked him. Ran inside and tore it open. April 25 is a good date. 

all that hassle for this single shirt.

Too real.

weekend scenes & comfort zones

Such a fun Easter weekend, I hated to see it end! Saturday I went to a way fun bridal shower for my African sister Taylor. It was so fun to catch up with everyone and talk about wedding deets. But may I just say that I am SO glad we've already had our turn planning a wedding?? Phew. 

After that, Nate's fam had a big ole' Easter party with all the cousins/aunts/uncles etc. We had so much fun playing outside ALL day. I can't get enough of this warm weather!!

& yesterday was a perfect Sunday. Way good day at church,  nap time, and a big dinner with my whole family. Nate and I were BOTH pretty dang blessed in the family department.  

cutest little sister award.

pretty much sums it up

we call it synchronized dancing

Black dress bridal lunch. Such a cute idea.

So great to see Rhonda and laugh our heads off together. some things never change.

It had been wayyy too long since we jammed out with the windows down.

As I've mentioned in previous posts. I have been wanting to do Cross Fit since like.. ever. When Nate gave me a membership for my birthday I couldn't even contain my excitement. Well after being sick and tired all last week, I decided I would start today. I got so nervous. Last night it was all I dreamed about. What if it's too hard? What if I couldn't do it? What if I made a complete fool out of myself?

I woke up this morning half tempted to fake sick. But I knew I couldn't. I had to do this.

and guess what??? I AM SO GLAD I DID. 

I loved it. Loved it. It was so hard. Totally kicked my butt and I thought I would die. 

But I never did! (Thank heavens)

It felt so good to PUSH myself. I haven't had that feeling in a while and I absolutely love it.

I'm still scared for what is to come tomorrow but I KNOW I can do it. 

I know I am going to have to work HARD and continue to go out of my comfort zone but I'm excited. 

Let's just hope that excitement a LOT stays longer than the sore muscles. yikes!

My 22nd birthday.

Well Saturday was the big day. I turned a whoppin' 2-2. I can't believe I'm that old! But I still feel pretty dang young. weird. 


*fair warning this post is graphic*

THE GOOD
+friday night side saddlin at texas roadhouse wuth my sis in law  and bday twin McKell . (everyone thought we were really twins. there's only five years between us. nbd.)
+late night bday eve clean/jam session to twisted sister and Bon Jovi (have i mentioned NAte has some wicked air guitar skills? welll, he does.)
+midnight run to keep us young and alive
+morning walk to Bert's for a scrumptious breakfast. 
+Nate getting me a cross fit membership for my birthday!! That was the one thing I wanted. I'm SO excited!!
+going to the Aquarium and seeing real life sharks and penguins. (call me a nerd but i loved it.)

THE BAD
+the aquarium was PACKED. literally. and we just happened to be the lucky ones behind 3 smelly teenage boys whose odor was literally making me nauseous.
+getting all sweaty and red faced at the aquarium wondering why it was so HOT in there
+feeling too clausterphopic to even stop and get a picture. (very unlike me)
+sitting in costco on a patio ldisplay trying to not throw up while I waited for nate to get the essentials.
+a little girl randomly came and sat by me. I know she wanted to talk but I was afraid if I said anything I would lose it all.
+finally Nate comes back and i tell him I don't dare stand up
+he reassures me its fine and once we get to the car we can just head home (this was the worst part of all because I had been looking forward to spending the rest of my bday shopping my heart out for.. like.. months)
THE UGLY
+I slowly stand up from the patio display and my head gets all fuzzy.
+I tell nate we need to hurry fast to the car. he knew what this meant and abandoned the cart and walked the fastest I've ever seen him walk.
+we get to the electronic display at the front of the store and right as I thought I had made it, that terrible feeling starts in my throat and I look at Nate all panicky and he says "Garbage!" real loud as he points to a big ole garbage can only a few steps away.

And that's when it happened. EVERYTHING I had eaten that day (even my favorite Texas roadhouse leftovers) right into the garbage can.Violently. People all around. The cellphone guy right behind me. Listening to those dreadful sounds no one can handle hearing without wanting to lose their lunch.But I was actually losing mine. It was terrible.
 It felt like it went on and on.
 Finally I dared look up and Nate- the biggest saint I've ever known just grabs my hand and walks with me quickly to the car.
I couldn't believe it.
ME. a new 22 year old just ralphed in Costco. who does that? I thought there was no way it could get worse.
But it did.
We were still in Draper and had to drive all the way back to Brigham.
Nate had to stop in intervals of about 20 miles the whole way home just so I could keep my car mats clean. gross.
Needless to say, the night didn't end as planned. No shopping. No bday dinner. No cake.
But honestly it was okay because I probably felt more love being a little sickly throwing up uncontrollably than I would have by being a spoiled b-day girl.
Nate literally waited on me hand and foot and made sure I was okay.My mom even made me a rice pack because my back was KILLinG me.How did i get so lucky?
All in all, it ended up being alright and today I'm feeling a lot  more like myself so that's good news.
And nate has already planned my "re-birthday" shopping and dinner for this weekend.  I love him.