In the spirit of Thanksgiving I must say that I am so grateful to have the most wonderful, sincere, patient man I could ever imagine loving me.
He is my best friend and the other day we were laughing and joking and he turned to me and said the cutest thing ever. He said, "Aubrey, you are my best friend. In fact, I would ask you to be my best man!" I'm guessing that is a guy way of saying I love you. Because after he said that and after I thought how cute it was, I started thinking about how that would in no way have been possible...for obvious reasons.
-I don't know how I ever got so lucky to have such a great shoulder to cry on and arms to hold me and smile to brighten my day.
-He kills all the scary spiders I find.
-When I get angry he is able to laugh and make it all not a big deal anymore.
-When I have a hard day, he asks if he can give me a massage and the stress just melts away.
-When I am too sick or tired to make dinner, he doesn't complain, he just jumps right in and helps me out.
-He helps with the dishes (ha Les, it's been a year and he still helps with them!)
-He says I'm beautiful without makeup on and says I love you every day, maybe a few times everyday and gives me kisses when he leaves for school.
-He encourages me to do what I love. He is always striving to do better and he makes me want to be a better person too.
And then we just have so much fun!!! We are playful and laugh together and find humor in things that are just plain dumb. We have tickle fights and do silly voices and sing really loud together. I could have never imagined to have such joy in my life and he brings so much to it.
I see him forever.
I love you Jay! Always!
Thank you for everything you do and everything you are!
You are the best.
Monday, November 28, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011
I Hearbeat my Birthday
This birthday was the best birthday I have ever had, other than the number- 23! whoa. I remember moving to provo, being 15ish and having young women leaders that were 23 and I oh boy I thought they were old;)
I just feel oldish now, that's okay, I'll get over it.
Let me tell you why Novemeber 15th, 2011 will go down in history as one of my all time favorite birthdays. Can you guess? If you have talked to my mom, you already know. (Or if you have looked at her status on facebook). Or Maybe you are just a great detective and from my previous posts or from the items I have been collecting on Pinterest and already figured it out.
So my present, the best present anyone could ask for on their birthday....
I got to hear the best thing in the
whole
entire
world...
............................................................A precious little heartbeat <3 <3 <3.
I just feel oldish now, that's okay, I'll get over it.
Let me tell you why Novemeber 15th, 2011 will go down in history as one of my all time favorite birthdays. Can you guess? If you have talked to my mom, you already know. (Or if you have looked at her status on facebook). Or Maybe you are just a great detective and from my previous posts or from the items I have been collecting on Pinterest and already figured it out.
So my present, the best present anyone could ask for on their birthday....
I got to hear the best thing in the
whole
entire
world...
............................................................A precious little heartbeat <3 <3 <3.
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Grandma Saves the Day!
As I flipped the french toast, I knew something wasn't right. Why is it so warm in here?
"I think I'll sit down a minute" I murmured.
Grandma was busy cutting some vegetables for her lunch. Funny that our meals finally matched up today- Jay and my breakfast and her lunch. We stayed out late for the third weekend in a row so we slept in on our Saturday.
"Are you feeling ok?" Grandma looked over, a worried expression crossing her brow.
"I think so, I just feel a little light-headed."
No big deal, just sit down and I'll feel better. Oh wait, I need to get that french toast off the pan on the stove top or it's going to burn. I feel so hot. Maybe I should wait till I feel better.
......
The next thing I remember is my grandma's face above me, blurry and I can barely hear her- you know just like in the movies- she's asking me if I'm okay. She says some more things and tells me to stay there.
I am on the ground, I see that. I'm by the stove and the sink. How did I get there? Why am I on the floor? I don't remember coming over here at all.
Jay's there and I'm finally starting to understand what must have happened, it was all so surreal. I'd never fainted before, I had no idea it would be like that.
We laugh and joke about it a little and tell our different accounts of the event.
My grandma, eyes wide, says, "You started wobbling and you went limp started falling and luckily I was there to catch you and make sure your head didn't hit the stove- you were falling towards the stove- and then I lowered you to the floor as far as I could and you fell a little bit of the way!"
Yes, thank goodness! Can you believe that? I just didn't think it would actually happen- but now I know some symptoms that I will not ignore if I ever encounter these in the future:
1. Feeling light-headed
2. Feeling really warm all of a sudden
3. Sound starting to be muffled
Kind of cool that I fainted for my first time right? I don't know why I think that's cool except for the fact that nobody got hurt and it wasn't something that's happened before or something that you even see everyday, let alone experience. Except now I'm paranoid about doing things like taking a shower now...
So have you ever fainted before? What was it like? Similar to my experience, like the movies? What happened? I'm really curious now.
"I think I'll sit down a minute" I murmured.
Grandma was busy cutting some vegetables for her lunch. Funny that our meals finally matched up today- Jay and my breakfast and her lunch. We stayed out late for the third weekend in a row so we slept in on our Saturday.
"Are you feeling ok?" Grandma looked over, a worried expression crossing her brow.
"I think so, I just feel a little light-headed."
No big deal, just sit down and I'll feel better. Oh wait, I need to get that french toast off the pan on the stove top or it's going to burn. I feel so hot. Maybe I should wait till I feel better.
......
The next thing I remember is my grandma's face above me, blurry and I can barely hear her- you know just like in the movies- she's asking me if I'm okay. She says some more things and tells me to stay there.
I am on the ground, I see that. I'm by the stove and the sink. How did I get there? Why am I on the floor? I don't remember coming over here at all.
Jay's there and I'm finally starting to understand what must have happened, it was all so surreal. I'd never fainted before, I had no idea it would be like that.
We laugh and joke about it a little and tell our different accounts of the event.
My grandma, eyes wide, says, "You started wobbling and you went limp started falling and luckily I was there to catch you and make sure your head didn't hit the stove- you were falling towards the stove- and then I lowered you to the floor as far as I could and you fell a little bit of the way!"
Yes, thank goodness! Can you believe that? I just didn't think it would actually happen- but now I know some symptoms that I will not ignore if I ever encounter these in the future:
1. Feeling light-headed
2. Feeling really warm all of a sudden
3. Sound starting to be muffled
Kind of cool that I fainted for my first time right? I don't know why I think that's cool except for the fact that nobody got hurt and it wasn't something that's happened before or something that you even see everyday, let alone experience. Except now I'm paranoid about doing things like taking a shower now...
So have you ever fainted before? What was it like? Similar to my experience, like the movies? What happened? I'm really curious now.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Pioneers must have been really cold
I know you hear stories all the time of the pioneer's trials and hardships.
I guess it just hasn't become real to me until recently as the cold weather has begun to roll in and Jay and I chop firewood to keep us warm at night.
Even the trek didn't make me really sit and think about what it really must have been like for them.
Well, the Bungalow, as you know, isn't fully equipped with today's wonderful conveniences that we like to call necessities- like a bathroom and heater for example. So at 3 o'clock in the morning when you gotta go, it isn't just roll out of bed, stumble to the bathroom 5 feet away.
We are talking get up in the freezing cold (we've gotten better about making good hot fires that last all night so that part isn't so bad) finding some clothes to put on and a coat and shoes and walking outside, crossing the yard to the door to the main house.
Oh wait, how could you forget the key to the house! You knew it was locked and this has happened before; oh yah it's three in the morning and you aren't thinking straight- go back to the Bungalow, grab house key and cross the yard in the freezing cold again. By this time you are pretty much awake and use the restroom and head back outside. Now, fully waking up like this with the freezing cold night chill, you crawl back into bed and you are wide awake.
So this doesn't happen every night but you get the idea. And it just makes me think how easy my life probably still is from the pioneers. I just can't even imagine.
What's going to happen when it snows!?!!! Anybody got any pioneer stories for inspiration? I could possibly be interested in them asap;)
I guess it just hasn't become real to me until recently as the cold weather has begun to roll in and Jay and I chop firewood to keep us warm at night.
Even the trek didn't make me really sit and think about what it really must have been like for them.
Well, the Bungalow, as you know, isn't fully equipped with today's wonderful conveniences that we like to call necessities- like a bathroom and heater for example. So at 3 o'clock in the morning when you gotta go, it isn't just roll out of bed, stumble to the bathroom 5 feet away.
We are talking get up in the freezing cold (we've gotten better about making good hot fires that last all night so that part isn't so bad) finding some clothes to put on and a coat and shoes and walking outside, crossing the yard to the door to the main house.
Oh wait, how could you forget the key to the house! You knew it was locked and this has happened before; oh yah it's three in the morning and you aren't thinking straight- go back to the Bungalow, grab house key and cross the yard in the freezing cold again. By this time you are pretty much awake and use the restroom and head back outside. Now, fully waking up like this with the freezing cold night chill, you crawl back into bed and you are wide awake.
So this doesn't happen every night but you get the idea. And it just makes me think how easy my life probably still is from the pioneers. I just can't even imagine.
What's going to happen when it snows!?!!! Anybody got any pioneer stories for inspiration? I could possibly be interested in them asap;)
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