Friday, February 25, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
Cindy visiting. We had a good chat about how we don't want to date any boys except for Zac Efron.
(Yes, that face is made from scraps of fabric. Not printed on there.)
Thursday, February 10, 2011
And this is the Jerry I have grown up with...
It has been over a week since the best day of my life and I am barely blogging about it.
I go through days and weeks where I just don't feel clever at all. Weeks where I have five papers and three tests to take and blogging just somehow gets pushed to the end of the list.
That was last week.
And this is my blog post: (written to the tune of Casablanca, which I am currently watching with Jessica Marshall who got engaged this weekend and took a step towards being boring and married. ;) Congrats Marshie!)
This is my brother Jordan. A few of you may have met him.
He is my best friend and last weekend he also got engaged. (check the bling on his little finger) Last Friday I went with him to Salt Lake City to pick up this ring.
Best parts of the trip:
1. Having everyone at Shane Co. jewlers thinking I was the bride-to-be. Reminded me of high school when everyone thought we were either dating or twins (as if those were the only options) causing me to throw up in my mouth on a daily basis.
2. Getting stuck in Salt Lake because we couldn't leave with the ring because of a mix-up, and we couldn't leave without the ring because of Jordan not wanting to part from it. A little bit precious. A little bit annoying. A little bit my boss being really mad at me for being late for work.
3. Jordan yelling "I'VE. GOT. AN. ENGAGEMENT RIIIIING!!!!" all the way home.
**I would like to take the time now to point out that just because all major people in my life are either engaged, married or pregnant, does not mean that YOU should consider being one of these. Someone has to stick it out with me. Unless you are already one of these. In that case, carry on.
The next morning found Jessica Esplin and me standing in a line of 200 people (girls) outside of Plato's closet for their semi-annual Grab-bag Sale.
If you want to know what it was like being in a small space with such absurd levels of estrogen and discounts, take some vinegar and some baking soda, go outside...
...and blow them up using explosives. It was nuts.
We came out with over $70 worth of clothes for $10 even, and a few handfuls of missing hair from the cat fight.
I won an Ipod.
In front of 22,000 people. Including Jimmer. (Okay, maybe he was actually in the locker room but I know he heard me.)
After that it was off to decorate HER apartment with the actual BIG surprise: A giant diamond ring!
Who saw that coming?
(It IS gorgeous though...)
There was some knee bending, some tears, some toasts, and a lot of these kind of smiles...
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Once she came inside, however, I did get a little uncomfortable.
Question from the audience: "But Katie, what were you going to do if there was a fire in your apartment?"