A message from a Mrs.

Sorry I've been MIA!

Watch THIS VIDEO and forgive me.

And this goes out to every single person in that video

(we have the BEST family and friends):

More pics and details to follow...

Probably sporadically, and forever. Because it was a really good day.

An Easter Declaration

"In our hour of deepest sorrow, 

we can receive profound peace from the words of the angel 

that first Easter morning -- 'He is not here, for He is risen.'"

-Thomas S. Monson

He is risen! He is risen!

Tell it out with joyful voice.

He has burst his three days’ prison;

Let the whole wide earth rejoice.

Death is conquered; man is free.

Christ has won the victory! 

-He Is Risen

I know that Jesus Christ lives. Easter Sunday is so special to me.

I hope you enjoy watching this as much as I did:

Loving my weekend.

I highly suggest getting in on this.

Philly and back again

I think I've had my fill of solo flights. 

Planes and airports are so much more fun when 

you have someone to watch people with.

And someone to watch your stuff when you go to the bathroom.

It's the little things, you know?

But I headed out to Philly solo for a week, and people-watched by my lonesome.

I was out there to work a conference -- I sure love those.

Plus, we had cool neighbors.

They gave away flashlights that double as pencils.

Leave it to Google.

The best part of the experience was repeatedly walking through and eating

at this adorable market.

I'd say 85% of the food I ate in Philly came from this busy place.

I almost just listed all the yummy things I ate there...

but I'll save both of us from cravings and skip out on that.

Being gone for a week when you're getting married in three is no bueno.

Felt good to get back to the people I love!

p.s. If you knew that Fun. was coming to Utah on Saturday,

and you didn't let me know...

we're fighting.

This is the best song ever to belt out in your car.

And we're back...

A post-less month. Whoops!

I've been a little busy getting ready for this April 21 deal. 

And when I'm not doing that, I'm with this guy.

We're happy people.

Happy people that will be married in one month!

And as it gets closer, some new worries come to mind...

What happens when he realizes just how much milk I drink?

What if he snores? What if I snore?

What if every single married person in the world is right, and marriage is really hard?

But then we laugh about something and I'm not so worried about the worries.

He'll love me through all the gallons of milk I go through,

there's no way he snores louder than my dad,

and marriage will be great and hard. Mostly great.

Especially because I got such a catch.

He didn't even complain through this invitation-envelope-stuffing madness.

Getting Sammy's pie-shakes eased our pain.

And it felt good to get all those invites in the mail!

"I'm in love, I'm in love, and I don't care who knows it!" - Buddy the Elf.

April 21 is coming fast.

Then we'll be happy people, with the same last name.

Face Time

Lydia loves phones.

Preferably phones that work, but she's also happy with hers. Which doesn't work.

But, you can't get her off of it. ?

 She discovered the turn-around camera on my iPhone, and went to town.

I'm seeing some family resemblance.

And she's seriously cute. So I'm ok with that.

Toby Keith disappoints. Again.

Dear Dad,

Look where your girls went this weekend...

...and it only further convinced us of the annoyingness of Toby Keith. Four thumbs down.

Drive time: 30 min

Wait time: 150 min

Mason jars of beer: 1,278

Leaving to go to the Outback: Priceless.

Keith Urban forever.

Love, 

Your Daughters

p.s. Actual wait time listed. No exaggerations used in the writing of this blog post.