Yesterday I had an emotional breakdown.... 17 days till my wedding and my dress doesn't fit. My boobs are to big! I swear I had a melt down. If it were not for my mom and older sister I would have been so emotional.... Thanks guys. Things will work out.

Wedding plans.... going crazy!

Wow today Kyle reminded me of what a great guy I am marring! (Well I knew it but sometimes its nice to be reminded.) I spent the day running around trying to get last minute wedding things done, I went and and got the ties for all the guys in the wedding party. Lots of blue and purple ties. I even got one for Beck! He is going to be the most attractive baby boy there.... okay so he most likely will be the only baby boy there but hey I can be bias too can't I? After all I am going to be his favorite Aunt Mariah!

But then I cleaned the apartment, and ran Diana around. I got home and was still doing things! But what does Kyle do? He is sweet and comes over after a long day at work and makes me dinner. Nothing special he does that all the time because he does the majority of the cooking but still it made me realize and remember how sweet he is. He had a long day. He could have complained and had me cook but he didn't he was sweet and cooked dinner.

I am defiantly marrying the best guy in the world!

Sorry ladies in 19 days he will be all mine! But now its crunch time and things are getting closer honestly I CANT wait but part of me is a little nervous. Not to be married to Kyle but to have to live with a man... I mean after all guys (most guys) are dirty and what if he has weird habits I don't know about? I know I worry to much!

I was also thinking of a song Kyle and I like to listen too. It really explains our lives so much. Both of us have had our share of failed relationships but we learned from them, and they really did lead me straight to him.

"Bless The Broken Road"

Raskal Flatts

I set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you

[Chorus:]
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like Northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

I think about the years I spent just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true

[Chorus]

Now I'm just rolling home
Into my lover's arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you.

Kyle is the one man I want to spend forever with. My broken road ended with him. He is my rock! My northern star. He is constant and filled with love. I can't wait to be his wife. I only fear that he will realize how flawed I am before he says I do....

The last few days I have been an emotional basket case. Stupid birth control pills.... They make me a little more moody then normal. Plus I am starting to stress out. Wedding plans are going but its crunch time.... ahhh

Well life has been kinda crazy the last little bit. I moved apartments and that was stressfull enough. We moved seriously everyday for an entire week! I was more then ready to be done. I am even more then ready to be done with boxes! I HATE boxes. I am realizing that yes the apartment is about the same size but it is 1 bed room and Kyle has started moving his stuff in as well, I am learning there is not as much room..... grr. Oh well. The kitchen has EVERYTHING we could possible ever need. Well everything except a toaster! But I am excited because I have a washer and dryer in the apartment. Its a tiny one, really cute but its better then going to a laundry matt!

This is my fav part of the entire apartment. A walk in closet... I have to share of course but its a walk in closet!

This is the living room, I am excited the painting I have had for well over a year has finally made it up on the wall and not just up against the wall!

Moving

Well it is official I have moved into the apartment Kyle and I will be living in. Oh my word what a hassle. Who knew moving ten minutes away was going to be so much work. My car has defiantly gotten a work out. Right now I still have things are both apartments. One day of moving apparently was not enough. I seriously wish I had just rented a trailer or something. Would have saved me so much time and I would have already been done. Well at least my bed is here..... and my clothes, though I forgot my towel. I do have a washer and dryer in the apartment so I am happy about that one. No more paying to do laundry. Happy day! Oh happy day! 

But the next couple of weeks are going to be kinda crazy, I'm finishing moving, then this weekend we are going down to Vegas to get kyle's stuff and our marriage licence. Then Kyle is moving in with his aunt till the wedding at the begging of the month. And then the count down really begins.

Mission reunion

Well tonight was my mission reunion! I realized how glad I am to be home! As much as I loved being a missionary and as much as I had the worst adjustment, I am soooo glad to be home. It was so awkward seeing everyone that I had served with. I realized how few I actually knew. I was closer to the missionary couples then anything else!

So thanks to an older post of Nichole's I was able to come across a sight that listed 40 top things that technology has killed I wanted to list my favorite from that list....

1. Using Proper Grammar and Punctuation

Status: On life support

txting and iming has made proper grammar seems kinda old skoo, dont u thnk? heres hoping 4 capitalization & punctuation 2 make a comeback in emails & other writing. the gr8 gatsby probly wuld hv been way less gr8 if it wuz written like this. lol

Yeah this one is true and so sad! Once upon a time we lived in a world that was governed by how we speak. The other day a girl came in to work seriously speaking as if she were texting! "OMG! LOL! G2G!" No lies! I was ready to slap her!

2. Getting a Busy Signal

Status: Nearly deceased

Thanks to advances in voicemail and call-waiting technology, you rarely hear that annoying broken tone any more. Unless, of course, you're voting for American Idol or listening to Pink Floyd.

I remember as kid using the *66 when I really needed to talk to someone!

3. Paying for Long Distance

Status: Nearly deceased

Once upon a time, people had to pay expensive per-minute fees for long distance. Then, the big bad cell phone came along and blew those charges away like a straw house. The end.

With cell phones no one pays for long distance any more!

4. Waiting to Get Photos Developed

Status: Showing signs of illness

Though film-based cameras aren't completely gone, the advantages of digital snapshots --namely, that you can view a picture immediately after taking it and that you can discard bad shots at no cost--have certainly made traditional cameras far less common.

Digital cameras aren't they great?

and lastly 5. Removing the Perforated Leader Strips From Continuous-Feed Paper Printouts

Status: Nearly deceased

Born in the 1970s, the dot matrix printer delivered low-quality printouts for nearly two full decades before ink jet technology offered an alternative that was slightly less hard on the eyes. The dot matrix printer will be remembered for its frequent paper jams; for its slow, noisy operation; and for the thin strips of perforated paper that you had to tear (carefully, so you didn't end up with a document that looked as though a tiny but voracious shrew had been sampling it) off the left and right sides of a printout once their work of keeping the paper properly aligned in the printer was done.

I enjoyed doing that as a kid! I would make things out of them!

So I know its random but aren't we all. Thin about it though what do you miss most from your childhood? I miss the zebra gum, or watching tail spin, or just how laid back it was. What ever you miss why let it die?