High School Graduation #2

Nick graduated. Woot woot.

Weber High's graduation was slightly more upbeat and slightly less classy than Fremont's. Whatev.

The kids had writing and symbols and gang signs and area codes on their caps and they hooted and hollered a few times. It WAS a bit more entertaining than Fremont I can't lie, but alas it was still a bore. Tepanyaki dinner made it all better!!

High School Graduation #1

Today Gentrie (my other sister in law to be) graduated from the number one high school in the world. Fremont High. Woot woot. Congrats girl. The picture is blurry. Sorry I was far away.

Here's the thing. I hated my own graduation, so why on earth would I torture myself going to someone elses?? Cause its what family does... or at least thats what I'm told. Today Dewy and I went to support Gentrie in her graduation and tomorrow we go support Nick in his. Two graduations. Sick. Its a good thing I love them both.

Spontaneous Weekend Getaway--Long Post Warning

Welp. My weekend was pretty crazy. I'll tell you about it.

Dewy was set to stay in Idaho all weekend to fish. He left on Friday after work, accompanied by his cousin CJ, for Malta Idaho. Population 171. Not kidding. The plan was to fish all weekend and come home Monday afternoon. No girls allowed. Boo.

Friday night my promised phone call from Dewy came through. I answered the phone, and within 2 minutes of conversation he says, "Hey babe, come up here on Sunday with my parents. Will you come?" Could it be true that he missed me!? Possibly even thought about me while he was fishing?? Ha. Duh. Its me. I promised I would talk to his mom about it and if all was set I would come up on Sunday. I spoke to Nan (my mother in law to be) and inquired about her journey to the primitive town of Malta. She said they were indeed going up and that I was more than welcome to come. Then BranDee (my sister in law to be) invited me to have a sleepover that night so we could leave early! I couldn't wait to inform Dewy I was spending the night at his house and he was missing it. I even slept in his bed...only after Nan swore she had washed the sheets and pillow cases... I still don't know all his sleeping habits.
We drove up Sunday and I swear to you I had only been there maybe 10 minutes when he said "Stay up here tonight and come fish with me tomorrow. Want to?" Ha. Kid can't live without me. Great news is I can't live without him either. You would think we hadn't seen each other for a month the way we said hello. TMI?? sorry. I was more than just cranky on Friday as I thought of him leaving me all weekend. I was unprepared for this request however. No clothes, no toothbrush, no underwear, no makeup, no nothin. Cute. Of course I stayed. We got up early the next morning (not from the same bed mind you cause that's dangerous) and went to get my fishing license before we hit the lake.
We had a blast. I had to prove I was worthy of using the float tube, so he made me cast for a while on shore so he knew I wouldn't pop the tube if I tried to cast out in the water. I didn't catch a blasted thing but I did go out in the float tube (clad in waiters and floaters alike), got caught in a wretched hail storm in the middle of the lake, peed in a bush because there were no bathrooms around, and had so much fun bonding with my fiance. I'm so glad I stayed, even though I looked like a banshee and felt like a slug. On the way home Dewy looked me square in the eyes and declared his love and I knew he meant it because I was in his over sized clothes, without makeup, and my hair rivaled Medusa. What a guy.


Also, I need to have someone make her debut on the blog. Introducing.... cue drum roll... Stephanie Hamilton. This is Dewy's cousin C.J.'s girlfriend. She is disgustingly nice, so darling, and, she even peed in a bush like me. She too was invited up on Sunday, only she was asked before hand to spend the night so she came prepared and well equipped with clothing, make up, hair stuff, etc. What a self esteem booster. At least she let me borrow her hair dryer and straightener. What an angel. Those men of ours are lost without us. Who wouldn't be??

Seminary Grad

Nick is such a good kid. Thats all there is to it really.

The first taste of graduation was from Seminary. Nick served on the Seminary Counsel up at Weber High this year, and as such had to speak at graduation. He did a SPLENDID job. The entire ceremony was great--speakers, music, dessert, etc. I must say though that one of the best parts was hearing one of his fellow graduates, a darling handicap girl, shout to Nick "I love you!" as he rose to speak, and seeing him point and wink at her. So cute. She proceeded to announce the same proclamation to each person on the stand, with a "You're Hot!" thrown in on occasion. Loved it.

Sometimes AWESOME things happen

And sometimes they don't.

As I was working my mother called me up to inquire why a police officer was standing on her porch looking for me. Well mom... I AM kind of a trouble maker. You never know. I glanced to my cell and notice a voice mail and proceeded to call myself to hear it. As Michael Jackson serenaded my ears my tension built. I keyed the code and the officer's voice played through the speaker. Someone had hit my car. Call him back on dispatch. Cripes.

I head out to asses the damage and find my front drivers' side light sitting delicately on the hood as if to say, "hello some kind passerby cared enough about me to pick me up off the pavement and set me on your hood so you wouldn't miss me. Nice right?" Cue cop at work. P.S. it looks really awesome when random cops come into your office and inquire about your whereabouts. I should have come out, wrists together, and dramatically declared "Take me away!" Too bad I wasn't such a quick thinker at the time.

The hit-and-run queen of crime called and left me a message as well. She was rude. Actually, she was sassy and rude. Chick tried to claim she didn't know she hit me. Um great news. You took my light clean off. Nice try. Yesterday someone hit my car. And ran. Too bad someone else saw you. Sucker.

Bridals or Bust

Welp. Got my pictures taken. I would post pictures but that darling fiance of mine may take interest in my blog. Dewy+Wedding dress before the wedding day=BAD IDEA.

As I was doing my hair and trying to figure out how in Heaven's name I was going to get my veil in a thought occured to me. I do all my major thinking as I do my hair. The bathroom provokes deep thought I guess. Anyway, my thought was this: HOLY CRIPES I DON'T HAVE ANY JEWELRY! I was supposed to be at the studio in 20 minutes. Super. Mom made some phone calls and luckily the ward saved the day. Problem #1 solved.

We got everything ready and threw it all in the car. As we pulled into the parking lot at Crystal Leaf Photography, I realized problem #2. I ONLY HAVE ONE EARRING IN! Cripes. I had put on two different ones and let mom pick which looked better and then forgot to replace the wrong one with the right one's match. Awesome. Mom dropped me off and ran back to the house for the earring, leaving me to get myself into my dress. What a task. Problem #2 solved.

The studio shoots went miraculously, as would any pictures taken of me lets be honest with ourselves. Ha. Joke. After the studio we went over to the Union Station (I should get an award for originality) where a very nice, slightly overweight, security man offered to let me use his motorcycle for my pictures. The bike was huge, shiny, and (you guessed it) TURQUOISE. I went to Temple Prep class last week, I needed the blessings. The pictures were once again miraculous. Then problem #3 arose. The sun wasn't setting fast enough to have good lighting for the pictures at the back of Union Station. Cue awesome idea. Why not go check out that really old, really cool, Episcipal Church on 24th? There was a big rod iron fence and a wall full of ivy. There was also two super classy Ogden gems (who I think may have been under the influence) that thought it appropriate to talk to me. Cue my "whatever you loser" face. One walked by with his tongue hanging out flashing the "hang loose" sign. Super glad you have all your teeth! OH WAIT! My bad. We may or may not have illegally entered the actual church grounds as well. I'm not entirely sure, but alas I got some rockin' pictures by a lamp post. Problem #3 solved.

The shoot ended in the back of the Union Station where I swung on some trains (yep still in my wedding dress) and cut up my arm. I literally grabbed hold of a bar on the big red snowblower thing on the train and swung myself around. I walked the railroad tracks without shoes on, was about ready to rip my veil off, and I hadn't eaten all day. Dewy took me to Kirts. Problem #4 solved.

Ha. Sheesh

Welp. Great news. I have friends who demand that I be grammatically correct. In a previous post (seen here) I dared to say "oivwa." Alex shuddered at my hasty French and explained its spelled AUVOIR. So sorry Alex. Thanks for taking care of me.

A Few Items of Business

I can't sleep. That was a lie. I'm having trouble sleeping. I go to bed between 10:30 and 12:00 pm (depending on the evenings activities) and inevitably wake up around 2:30 am and toss and turn until 6. Said problem results in a cranky, overly sensitive Amber. Does birth control cause sleep deprivation?

Also, tomorrow are my bridals. I have gotten picture setting suggestions from less than three of you. Super. I'm looking for somewhere outside that has flowers in bloom. The Ogden Temple grounds have lost their tulips already, MTC Park hasn't bloomed yet, and I am out of ideas. I need to find pretty spring flowers, not too far from my area. I'm begging you. Please help me.

Just Do It

Ok. You want to come to my wedding. Admit it. In order to make your wish come true (and seeing as I AM the wish fulfilling committee--ask Dewy all his wishes come true in 35 days) I need your address. Before you wig out about me even daring to suggest you posting your address on my very well read blog for all internet surfers to see... chill. Email it to me, or if you have my cell number text me. If I work with you, don't bother. Email me HERE, OR HERE. Put your name in the subject line so I don't delete you. I was going to write that French word for peace out (Oivwa is how I would have spelled it and laughed at being way off base) but I think just saying 'WORD' will suffice.

Most Awesome Blog Award

I was introduced to a fantastic blog today. Check it out. Serious. It's utterly brilliant. Click HERE

SPPPPIIIIIIDDDDER!!

Welp. Last night I got attacked. I was laying on my bed typing addresses into my list on my laptop, when a spider the size of a quarter, NOT LYING, crawled around from the back of my computer onto the screen. It was yellowish green and horrifying. I let out a slight squeal (I couldn't full on scream because it was 1 am) and swatted at the dumb thing sending it flying into my dirty clothes hamper. Stupid move.

The remainder of the night I couldn't fall asleep--knowing that thing was in my room still, probably plotting its revenge, and wanting to eat me alive is not all too relaxing. You know that feeling when your skin tingles like something is crawling on it? Yep--all night long, all over my body. I swear that thing was in my bed. I swear it.

Engagement Pics

You thought you were going to get to see the legit pics now didn't you?? PSYCHE.

We just met with the photographer to pick out the one we want on our announcement, and go over all the ones he took and decide which ones we want to print. The pictures turned out so awesome. Also, that rainbow looks like a kid took a marker and traced it on the pictures. No lie. It is so bold. The pictures look grand. I'm so good looking. So is my fiance. Ha. I get the CD next week--patience. Once again... such an arrogant statement. Like you even care. Oh please, you two blog stalking people (I know you are out there somewhere) can't even sleep at night you are so giddy at the thought of seeing the pictures. Admit it.

So True

Ha. 'Nuf said.

Days off = pieces of Heaven

Last night Alex and Danielle slept over. Like old times. And Danielle had to get up early and go to work while Alex and I slept in til 10. Sucker.

Alex and I ate some Fruit Loops for breakfast and (without getting ready cause when have we EVER gotten ready after a sleep over) went to Brigham to pick up the last of the bridesmaid dresses which arrived yesterday. Hoorah. Then we decided we wanted Pizzeria so we went and got a salad and cheese bread. In one word: YUM. We decided we wanted a drink on the way back to my house so we stopped at the infamous Sinclair Classy Cat. Oh my. Lets just say when we were purchasing said drinks we looked into the display case at the checkout counter only to discover BONGS for sale. Yep you read right. BONGS. They don't call it Classy Cat for nothin. Poor chaps at work today can't enjoy the sunshine. I'm going to go clean my car. Or maybe I'll sit on my rear. Nap is an option too.

P.S You people aren't helping much with honeymoon options and places to take bridal pictures. Accept this rebuke and get your act together please. HELP.

Um.. More pics I guess

Welp. I photoshopped some more pictures that my mom took and I refuse to think I did it in vain. I'm posting more pictures. Love it or hate it. Doesn't mean much to me...
In this one I am sitting on top of a super old piano. Serious. In an ally in downtown Ogden. So weird.

Um... thats a chain. I don't know. We are in color and the rest is black and white. Feel free to admire that.

I like this one. The angle is kinda cool. It was right about now that the rainbow showed up. I think my foot was popping. Not sure. Can't wait to get the actual pictures from the photographer... I need ideas for my bridals. Where should I go? I'm thinking outside somewhere... Please help.

Honeymoon Help Needed

Welp. My honeymoon was supposed to be in Cancun. Stupid Swine Flu. We don't know where to go. Tell me where we should go. Thanks. Ha.

Oh ye of little faith

When I woke up this morning it was pouring. WTF. Not raining. Pouring. My engagement pictures were set for 5pm. Cripes.

Good thing I went to 7 hours of church this weekend AND said my prayers. I needed the Lord on my side today, and He was fully aware that should the weather not cooperate I may have a slight breakdown. It poured for hours, but alas as the clock struck 3 blue skies arrived. Nothing short of a miracle. Better be sure to pay extra tithing tomorrow.

Keep in mind these pictures posted are just some that mom snapped while the REAL photographer took the REAL pictures. We started up at Cemetary point where it was mighty cold. A dark cloud began to lurk overhead and a few drops fell, but they quickly faded away and left behing the most miraculous rainbow. Seriously. Couldn't have been better. I think I read an extra chapter in the scriptures last night. As we got ready to leave we took a few pictures of us in the water, which about froze our toes off. When we got out of the water our feet were all sandy, and as you can see that darling fiance of mine offered to wipe them off for me. Yes you heard right, he OFFERED. I didn't even make him. I'm holding myself up on the back of the car so as not to fall in the hole left by the missing back seat. Good thing I'm buff. Anyway... After that we went to downtown Ogden (original right?) and took some sweet pictures in some sweet spots I had never seen in Ogden. Who knew. I'll post more of the actual pictures when I get them along with the copywrite. Super. This photographer was splendid and I highly recommend him. CrystalLeaf Photography and his name is Chris Campbell. Wonderful job. Course it helped some that we are so incredibly good looking I'm sure.

Bridal Shower #2

Tuesday I had my family bridal shower. So much fun. Such good food. So so spoiled. The theme was rooms and lets just say my house looks frickin awesome. Serious. I unpacked most of the stuff already.

We had phenominal "girl food" as my darling Aunt Denise called it. Chicken salad. Scrumptious. Once again I was only embarrassed one time. My other

darling aunt from California (who I wish so badly could have been there to witness my dismay) had bedroom. I'm not sure who gave that to her without clearing it through me first. The second I saw the pink box my face went as red as my new kitchen towels. She would have been so proud. I got really neat things for the temple as well. Grandmas were given the Celestial Room instead of ordinary rooms in the home and their gifts were
fantastic as well. Thanks Auntie Vicki and Auntie Denise for the shower! It was fantastic!

Glitter Toes

I have ugly feet. I'm aware. My toe nails, however, look fantastic thanks to salon a'la Angela. Which is located in the breakroom at work. Thanks Angela. My feet look less hideous. Dewy says I have sausage toes. Creep.