15 picture albums...

Pretty sure I have the cuuuutest fiance ever. And will have the cuuuuuuuuutest redheaded children in the world. These are some of my favorites. We found a lot...stay tuned for the wedding slide show :) (at our wedding, I mean....in 66 days! Whoooo!!)

Greetings from Oregon! I made it here in one shot even! I love flying and it was kind of enjoyable by myself, though I'll be glad for the company on the way home. I love being here and it's really fun hanging out with Dave's family all day!

I'm leaving on a jet plane....

Well, WHOO! I'm leaving for Oregon in a few hours and I'm so excited. And very grateful for Dave's parent's generosity.

Stay tuned for:

my first trip to Oregon

slumber party with 11 people at my grandmas...complete with blizzard....


merry christmas!

(Christmas comes so fast these days. It's kind of weird how time seems to go faster when you're older (sometimes)....)
When You opened Your eyes did You realize that You would be my Savior?
And the first breath that left Your lips
Did You know that it would change this world forever?
...this baby would one day save me
And I, I celebrate the day
That You were born to die
So I could one day pray for You to save my life
(relient k "i celebrate the day")

gingerbread ______ building.

Awesome. The end.

My dad is an architect. His house was perfect, basically.

Dave's lighthouse

He made an airplane!

Some advertising....I'm a true blue fan (well, not according to Aimee)

Bruce says that it* doesn't really have a forest or a family friendly park. What does he know? It's not like he's seen it or anything...

Can anyone guess what I built??

*it rhymes with lig fen.

What a day

What a day to be alive
What a day to realize I'm not dead
What a day to save a dime
What a day to die trying
What a way to say goodbye
What a wonderful life now all a lie
What a way that you survive
What a day to say good night
Bring on the evening hours, I cry
Bring on the evidence of my life
What a day for Gone With The Wind
What a day to start again
What a day to give up
Bring on the evening hours, I cry
Bring on the evidence of my life
What a day to visit Seattle
What a day for San Francisco
What a day, holy Toledo
What a day to get in the air and go
What a day to give up smoking
What a day to absorb Jim Beam
What a day to welcome a baby
And to begin breathing...
To begin breathing

As Lovers Go.

Please exuse my poor writing skills this evening...

Well this last week has been a pretty good one, especially since school was NOT involved. On Friday (after I finished my last final), I did some Christmas shopping (finally)...and then Dave and I went to my parents house where we fondued and made gingerbread houses. That was fun and then we went to my house and ate ice cream really fast before we said good-bye for a week.

Or did we??

Saturday I had to work and it was mostly slow, but has a few busy hours (lame...people...just buy calendars. They usually look better anyways....)...but I got caught up on Pushing Daisies (which they are canceling :( ). Then Dave kept in touch and eventually his flight was canceled after it was delayed for a few hours. So then we got to play on Saturday night as well. (I feel selfishly glad we got to spend more final free days together before he left. Since we got nothing). Sunday we went to church with my family and hung out...then we said good-bye for six days.

Or did we??

Monday my parents got up real early to take Dave and Bruce to the airport and he kept in touch and then his flight was eventually canceled. They rescheduled for Christmas day at 5. (sucky!) I worked 8-5 (longest nine hours ever). Not really, Jarom and Srh (surrah) got to play Nertz when it was slow (not often) and I just bound a lot (I mean a LOT) of books. Anyways...it just got to be 12 and I'm thinking seriously?! We still have FIVE hours left? Gah! After work Dave and I got to hang out and we did some Christmas shopping and ate a late dinner at my house. A new plan was formed: they would fly to Sacramento and drive the 9 hours into Portland. Sweet!! He was really glad, and we're all glad he gets to be with his family (cause I'm sure by now he's sick of me and mine). So I took him home (well, he drove) on icy roads and we said good-bye for five days.

Or did we??

Yes, we did. He called from Vegas (I, for one, thought it was odd to have a layover on a short flight). Whatever, no complaining, cause he was finally out of SLC! (okay, I might complain...but you know what I mean). So another reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally long day at work...my family went to dinner (which was pretty good) and then I wrapped some presents (which is always fun) (suriusly).

It was a pleasant surprise all day when Dave would call and update or just talk cause he was bored (well, I think that's why he called). An hour after I talked to him one time tonight, he had moved 3 or so miles...it was snowy and people were going so slow. Things finally started picking up and they probably are close to or in Portland right now, but I haven't talked to him in a while.

Ah, four days is sorta long. Well, okay, it's long. Okay, okay, I know...not really....but it feels like it, I guess. Since I am one of those girls, I suppose, I am lacking meaning in life because Dave isn't here. Well, not completely...but it'll be nice to see him. And his family. I'm excited for that. Mostly though, let's all hope for good weather in Portland on Saturday...so the happy couple can reunite.

Or will they??

dun dun dun......

wow, is it really 12:47? uh....oops.

p.s. 72 days....almost 71. But uh, who's counting?

tell me how anyone thinks under this condition...

I feel invincible....I have my last final in 30 minutes, school is almost out, party tonight...

and I'm listening to a song that makes you sing out loud as loud and passionate as you can.

Just one of those amazing ballad-like song that moves you where you're standing.

mellower than dramamine

Turns out it is reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally hard to study when you're newly engaged and your freaking awesome fiance is done with finals by Tuesday, and you have 3 (THREE!!) left. Bah!! And he leaves on Saturday but all you have time for is studying together because while you are completely apathetic about your classes, but just not enough to go out failing. But of course he's nice about it and totally helps you out.

And she just feels like a mess.

And I, for one, hate my job during finals week. (and the two weeks preceeding). Turns out final weeks strip students of responsibility, patience, ability to read, use a computer, be a good customer, ablity to remember when we close. Ack it drives me completely crazy.


one down, four to go


I swear it's you.

Being the super motivated student I am, I got to the library at 7:00 am. Bleh. Actually, Dave was taking a final at 7 and we wanted to company of walking to campus together, especially because it was bitter freaking cold. And inside I knew that if I didn't get up and get to campus, I'd probably do nothing all day.

But alas, my eyes are starting to droop already and I'm losing focus.

And my study guide doesn't match my notes or I took some lousy notes because somethings I just can't find.

And I just want this week to be over without bombing anything. I'm highly distracted.

The internet is being super slow. That's great. I think it's time for my nap.

I found the perfect dress.

yes please.

oh go take your HSA card and *edit*

Well let me tell you it's really distracting to school work to always want to be googleing things for your wedding. Or talk about details.....I'm finding it a little frustrating that most plans require you to go do something...look at places, try on a dress, shop for a ring, find a place to live....the internet is great, but I'm definitely aware of it's limitations.

Anyways, I'm so glad tomorrow is the last day of classes. I hate personal finance. Sure, I learned some great things...but over all, @(*#(#*)@#*)(@#_$@#*(%&(#$*. That's what I have to say. Fill in the blanks if necessary. I'll spare you the details of a ridiculous extra credit assignment I thought we were done with a month ago, until my group leader (oh, and I don't like group projects) frantically told us the hard part which was supposed to be another group's responsibility...isn't. So I spent like 2.5 hours on a stupid extra credit project, mostly because of computer situations.

It ended up being me using Kellie's computer while looking off mine while Kellie used Katie's computer. I think excel is stupid (I really don't, but for this post's purpose...I do...). I think finance is stupid. I think nutrition and party planning and menus are stupid.

The fact that tomorrow classes are over and that after one more assignment, one more quiz and 5 finals, fall is over and 86 days (not that we're already counting or anything...), and that tomorrow I get to actually try on a dress tomorrow are the only things NOT stupid.

I realize my sentence structure and readability is lacking. I'm sorry. I'm just dreading have to get up for my 8 o'clock class and walk to school in the freezing cold...bah.

And do you ever take naps where your feet are cold the whole time so you never really get to sleep cause your feet are freezing? I hate it. Oh well.

So I'm going to finish my ice cream and contemplate murder. <----- that is a big fat lie. It's not even a joke. Just a lie. I'm not saying I don't want to kill my TA, but I realize that I shouldn't. So...there you go.

the picture story.

So here are the pictures, and sorry, you'll have to start from the bottom.
At least you know the ending already, right?
So I wanted to stand on the right side but my mom wanted to see the ring. So...yeah. We're thinking of using this picture. Just kidding, sorry if it's too awkward for ya.

good likeness, no?

we are happy to be engaged!

Our drawing. Beautiful, we know.

A few minutes later, he happily and all-rushed out falls on the ground

check it owwwwwwt.

Putting the ring on...(it fits perfectly)

How adorable is he?!


At my request, we reenacted everything so we could document it

And this, this is what I saw...

having lots of fun...

Oh how predicting....ha ha just kidding. We had fun.

He can add this to his collection

he's hot and he has good photography skills

the awesome looking field

Hiking up the mountain...

Oh starting our hike....

At my request, he documented everything so I could have it later.

The engaging....

I apologize for the slow coming blog...I had to go to church!!

Okay, so earlier this week we decided to go hiking. Well, lucky for Dave it was mostly my idea so he didn't have to press too hard to be obvious. The day before (Friday), I felt bad for being a wuss and requesting a hike that was "no uphill and no switchbacks" (okay, so Dave's like...we're going on a walk)...and he was like "no, no, it'll be fun and reminiscent". As soon as he said reminiscent, I knew. Well, my suspicions were heightened.

You see, for the last few weeks, (as his plans now divulge), he's been taking me on official dates just to throw me off the scent, because every time he could do it, he hasn't. So I was like okay this spot is perfect (beautiful, private, sentimental)...there is no way he is going to because he knows that I think he is going to! (welcome to my life the last two months...psychoanalyzing everything he does). (he enjoyed tormenting me....)

So Saturday, he picks me up at ten and we drive up the canyon and turn off where Vivian Park is. He told me on Friday he has a surprise and said "I know what is going through your head but proposing is not the surprise". Well, of course he would say that. Anyways, he says he has a backpack in the trunk and when he opens it, he pulls out this huge over-night-camping backpack and I was like "sheesh, are we going camping?" (which of course we weren't). He wouldn't let me look in it, he would not even let me touch it. Well, fine.

So we start hiking and we mutually (him hoping for it, I'm sure) decided to hike up the same mountain we did in January to see if we could find the same spot. Well, we had fun hiking and deciding if it was easier with or without the three feet of snow. Definitely warmer. We reach the top and it was breathtaking. We were the only ones there, beautiful snow capped mountains and a field (lucky for him it looked nice. He was worried it wouldn't look so good with out the snow). So we take some fun pictures in the field and then he's like "okay, ready for the surprise?" So he pulls out a blanket, (not the surprise) and then.....a POSTER BOARD and FINGER PAINTS! (complete with extra water and rags) (Sentimental, of course. He surprised me with this on the date we kissed). So I'm thinking well, he might, he might not. I don't know. I really hoped that he would because I knew it would be unconsciously disappointed if he didn't. I mean, it was perfect.

So being the true Venetian artists we are, we began painting the scenery, kind of recreating the last time we were there. When we were snowshoeing, we wrote our initials really big in the snow up in that field. So I did that while he worked on the mountains. I told him that I would draw us in a second. He casually offered to draw us. I didn't pay any attention to him drawing us (because I was working on my own art, naturally)...and I look over and see the finished us: him on a knee in front of me.

Wide eyed I looked at him as he told me to stand up. I stood up and he, on a knee, grabbed my hand. Then I burst out with a "no, you're totally kidding" (From the Office...he probably was totally going to psych me out). But he said no, he was not kidding.

I was shaking, he was shaking...it was an unreal moment as he said "...Amanda, will you marry me?" I, of course, replied "yes"...and he pulled out a box, slipped the ring on (which was perfect....I saw it and was blown away at how perfect it was! He picked it out himself!)...and we hugged (and kissed...ew...) and then (five minutes later), he basically collapsed into the grass, exhausted at the rush.

Wow! We are engaged...

324 days after our first date...
280 days since we officially started dating...
274 days since we first kissed...
237 days since we said "olive you"
207 days since we first talked about marriage...

and forever, it seems, of waiting to be engaged...whoo!!

It was a perfect setting and a perfect ring and a perfect fiance. :) He did a great job of making my little girlish dreams come true.

He had also brought sandwiches but I was too twitterpated to eat and so we hiked down the mountain again (which is hard going down with a painting in your hands....)...we emerged covered in pricklies...and Dave having fallen on his butt/back (only once) (in a very manly way). We got on the car, drove to my house and told my parents, took "the day you were engaged" photos, talked to family and friends, bought a clock and a frame...(thanks grandma!)....and went back to Dave's to upload pictures and.....call the temple!

Now I thought people would give us at least a few days before we had to pick the actual day. Nope, apparently you schedule it the same day. And that's what we did. We are getting married Friday, March 6th, 2009...in the Salt Lake City Temple. At 9:40.

one year plus a week from official dating...
three months exactly to the date of being engaged!

So we're excited and went to Salt Lake with Lance and Katie and looked at the lights and ate delicious pizza at The Pie Pizzaria by the U. It was a fun and crazy day. Oh, then when we got to my house, we started looking at the sample itinerary for wedding planning in the Bridal Guide, compliments of BYU, and realized that they have it planned for a four month engagement, and we're already a month behind!! Ahh! That's okay, I think Dave will be good at keeping me not stressing out and we both want it to be a fun and exciting experience.

And there you go, folks. We're engaged!! Picture post to follow. I am just trying to satisfy the crazy people 2455185 who are checking my blog every five minutes!! (Just kidding Wendy, I am flattered!).

And funny story, the Saturday after Thanksgiving when Dave slyly talked to my parents, guess who saw them? None other than my roommate Katie!! Poor girl has had to hold that in all week...what a great best friend!

And yeah, my initials will be ABC. How honestly cool is that?!

Uh...I love the Goo Goo Dolls.

[it's hard to deal....I still love the way you feel]

I wanna wake up where you are
I won't say anything at all

And I'll become
What you became to me

And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow

You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

I need someplace simple where we could live
And something only you can give
And that's faith and trust and peace while we're alive
And the one poor child who saved this world
And there's 10 million more who probably could
If we all just stopped and said a prayer for them

So take these words
And sing out loud
Cause everyone is forgiven now
Cause tonight's the night the world begins again

I wish everyone was loved tonight
And somehow stop this endless fight
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days

oh...put your arms around me...what you feel is what you are and what you are is beautiful....

and I'll do anything you ever dreamed to be complete

(sorry random format and fonts...I just copied/pasted).

books and chairs and such.

I didn't do as well on my 170 test as I had hoped.

I didn't do so hot on my 202 essay either. (well, being out of 35 points, missing 5 takes a toll).

I was going to go to the 202 lab today so I could ask why I missed those points, because I couldn't see it. (as a non partial party, even). But I forgot the stupid paper and I don't want to walk home and get it. To pass sometime usefully, I was going to do course evaluations. Well, of course the site is down for maintenance from 1 - 2 pm. And it's 1:30. At least I brought my 170 book. No, not the one that was custom ordered for BYU so the bookstore won't buy it back that I bought for 70 dollars or something. No, I tried so hard to read it at the beginning of the course, found out that it isn't even on the tests and stopped trying. Lame. Not too mention I haven't read for 202 in months....I'm sorry. It's so darn boring. I like learning about it, I just haven't been able to, tiredness factored in, maybe, to sit and read it. Ah well, the quizzes are going just fine. And...yeah. Can't wait for sell back.

I am also contemplating being a TA for the mechanical engineering department (okay, yeah, that's a joke)...but I'm in Dave's little office/cubby, and it's a nice quiet place with a very nice chair and a really fast computer. Not too shabby. Plus a cabinet and drawers. And plenty of bulletin board space. I'd like it. Maybe one of these days I'll be good enough at a class that I can TA for it. ... yeah.

2 more weeks of school. Crazy.