Kodak moment

Orchestrating wedding posts tonight to avoid doing math homework (not that this happens very often...), I came across this real gem of a photo:

All of the couples in this photo are from my high school. And all of us graduated in either 2010 or 2011 (except Jonny, but he should have graduated in 2010). And all of us are friends.

And now all of us are married. (Well, Brittany and Jesse are engaged, but I'm counting it.) 

And I think that's pretty cray.

And I also think that our photographer was pretty darn talented to somehow have managed four of the Timpanogos couples in one photo from another Timpanogos couple's wedding. 

Oh! And five of the people in this photo grew up in the same ward. And I was in that ward too.

And these aren't the only Timpanogos couples! But I guess people marry people from high school all the time. But this just feels like an abnormally high concentration of such circumstances. That's all.



Yeah. That's really all I have to say about it. Just that I think it's cool.
Ok. Signing off now.

Moms just know.

An excerpt from an email to my missionary friend this week:


And I had two little moments where I wanted to complain about being poor students this week: 1) I am tired of eating Ramen every day for lunch because it is not healthy and I want to eat healthy, and 2) I am suddenly burnt out on my wardrobe and I just want a new shirt! Haha these are lame, I know, but I didn't voice them or anything. I just complained in my head and then let it go. Anyways, I'm a drama queen. 

BUT Heavenly Father came through (as He always does) without my even asking. Check it: 

1) On Friday my mom posted an Instagram picture of her lunch and it was asparagus and cheese and she used to eat that all the time and I would always snitch a bite because it was yummy...and then on Saturday, asparagus went on super sale!! So hello, healthy lunches for this whole week. 

And THEN 2) last night we went to my parents' house to visit, and my mom was all, "Oh hey! Here's your bundt pan that I borrowed, and your mail from this week, and also I saw this cute shirt at Kohl's for 3 bucks and thought you might want it so I bought it for you!" And I was, like, almost in tears, haha. It's adorbs, and versatile, and I can match it with so much of what I already have and get a whole bunch of new outfits with one free shirt! I was so so happy. And I was amazed, yet again, at how well my Heavenly Father knows me. 

Striped shirts and asparagus, building testimonies every weekend. 




Also: Mom texted me today very soon after I had turned in a very (VERY) stressful paper to say "Love you. Miss you. Think the world of you. Paper done?" And then we chatted about the chicken salad I forgot to ask her about on Sunday.

Guys. Mommy instincts. They're a thing. 

Picture!

My cool mom and my cool uncle, of course. 

Just look at those mommy instincts radiating out of her.

They're a thing.

Blues night

As you may know, my husband is a musician. He is a pretty darn good one (if I do say so), and lately he has had many opportunities to perform. Since I am his wife, I get to go and just enjoy the show. Except also my job is usually to take pictures and video for him so he can start building his online musicianship profiles and such, but...mostly I just enjoy the show, and eat snacks. It's a good life. 

Last month and this month we headed to Spanish Fork for Blues Night at a little venue right across from the fire station. They host weekly jam sessions of various musical genres, but we only go to Blues Night because apparently you don't need to know anything genre-specific in order to just get up and play? You will need to ask Joseph for the specs on that comment because I know some music stuff but that does not mean I would ever just get up and play along. But he does! And he's a hit. 

Anyway, Blues Night was last night, so we dressed up real warm (side note: they don't heat the building...NO CLUE WHY) and stayed out real late, jamming. Some guy from the newspaper was taking pictures and interviewed my husband! So that was exciting. Since the bands on stage depend entirely on whoever signs up to go play, it's a different group every time. I thought last night's band was better than last month's band, so I took a couple videos. However, I am scared of uploading them so you might not get to see them. If Joseph puts them on YouTube, then I will upload them. In the meantime, I can show you pictures!

The venue and host band:

Joe jamming with this crazy guitar guy who cracks us up, plus Dr. Bob on the harmonica, of course: 

Solo shot:

Three cheers for the BLUES! Yeah.