Eaty a little Treaty

So I'm not a very good blogger, but Halloween this year was good. I glued a beard on my face and Jake finally let me put make up on his face. (I ask him if I can all the time). We went as Bret and Jermaine from Flight of the Conchords.

We had to go to Wal-mart and everyone thought I was a man, until Jake and I held hands and then we got stares. Apparently our costumes were so good some people didn't recognize us at first. It's amazing what a beard and a wig can do. I think I'll go rob someone ;)

Jake Made Me Lunch..

Yes. That is Top Ramen, a Vlasic "zesty" pickle, and barbecue flavored chips. Jake asked if I was hungry during the morning session of conference at Jenny's today, and then ran off and concocted this. I laughed so hard I nearly cried.. the mix of aromas was a complete sensory overload.Seeing as I could hardly eat all this on my own, and the combination of flavors was quite overwhelming, I shared this delicious meal with Eva.. or as I like to call her: Creature.

Creature has four puppies right now, however, I am Not allowed to go anywhere near them unless I have something quite tasty. I like to think Jake's meal also fed Creature's babies. I will post pictures of them once they look more like puppies and less like bears.

This is Jake teaching Eva (named after Hitler's wife) to dance when he sings the Milkshake song. She didn't think it was very funny.. what a shame.

Jake kept Oliver from also getting fed, they have this weird love-hate relationship that I don't really understand.

In case you are wondering, none of these dogs are ours, we just co-habitate.

Brandon and Danielle

As you might have known, my brother is now married :) His long time girlfriend Danielle Yerman is now my sister and we Love her. I need to get a picture on here of my parents' bridals. My dad has the nastiest stashe ever! So, naturally I brought fake mustaches to the party. A grey one for Papi, and a nasty hairy one for Brandon. Zach got the Hitler stashe and pulled it off eerily well :)

This the funnest wedding I have ever been to (besides mine) and also I was able to see my dad finally, after 20 years of myth, unleash his moves on the dance floor. He is a regular John Travolta. I was stunned. Also my brother cried. That was life changing. I loved it.

Just something I wanted to point out: My hubby looks like he could be my brother.. creepy. My brothers also won't refer to him as an in-law because he is "just one of us". I think they would trade me for him sometimes. I wish I was kidding.

Six Month Anniversary :)

WE'VE BEEN MARRIED FOR SIX MONTHS!

Even more important is that Jake remembered! He is not very gifted at remembering dates, but he is very gifted at everything else it takes to be the best hubby ever :) So I wanted to quickly say a few things I love about Jake Monsen:

1- That he loves me so unfathomably and entirely without conditions.

2- He can mimic any singer perfectly, and will sing to me regularly.

3- That he exudes happiness.

4- He has amazing taste in tv shows and books and will watch/read them all with/to me.

5- He is George Washington and cannot and will not ever lie to me.

6- He will make me Top Ramen with Love.

7- That he is such a purely good guy, in thought and action.

8-That he can speak like Gollum, Elmo, and Grover.

9-He's a gentlemen, and always, always opens the car door for me.

10- That we have such great non verbal communication.

11- That he believes everything is 'ours', which means I now have tons of stuff ;)

12- He notices and appreciates the tiniest of things.

13- He is very, very affectionate.

14-He makes me smile and laugh so much my face often hurts.

15- That he supports my nick naming.

How We Came to Date (it's precious, of course)

Jake and I met on the 30th of August in 2008.. so not even a year ago! This is an inspirational story so, a little background: at that time things in my life all seemed to be going horribly wrong. I'd loved someone for years that I had always thought I'd marry but had to break up with because he consistently lied to me etc., and had just moved to my new crumby apartment, into a city that I hate, simply because I felt like that was where I needed to be when I prayed about it, and my cousin Marisa brought me to a bonfire to attempt to cheer me up. It turned out to be Jake's house :)

Few people have a picture of the night they first met, but Jake and I can thank Jen Gumm for this one. I find it funny that Jake appears to be talking to himself and I am looking off into the distance :)

Anyway to make things short and sweet, the first time we looked at each other, I knew two things immediately. 1-that I felt a weird, twilight zone connection, 2- that he liked me (I'm not cocky, it was just Really obvious). But I had no idea that what was in store. I kept to myself for most the night. The first few times we hung out it was due to my cousin being diligent in keeping me from moping. Her boyfriend was one of Jake's friends and so because of that I saw Jake (and all the guys) a lot. He got my number and asked me on a date, and I did really like to be around him (he is way funny), but I was too involved in nursing my wounds, I vowed to never date anyone during the semester at least. But! Marisa orchestrated a group date, and when Jake said he didn't know who he'd take, Marisa told him I'd go, without checking for my consent. So what was I supposed to do other than go? Make things all awkward and tell him about my achy breaky heart?
We also have a picture to document this :) We went to Wingers and then to House Bunny with a ton of other couples. Jake fit all 6'6 of him inside this tiny spaceship. I remember thinking the date was awkward because I'd sorta dated one of Jake's best friends not all that long before. But I thought he was really fun, and, in his own silly way, very sweet so I was happy I went :)
Jake saw it fit to invite me to be a part of his, Marisa's, and Clay's very exclusive group, the "Iraqi Police". We took pictures at James and Lucy's "people of the streets" party, but don't ask what we were.. cause I think we all failed in that department ;)
It was a while before our next date, I was still really unsure because dating had rather traumatized me, but he seemed just so genuine and fun. On our first "just you and I" date he was so nervous, and I guess that endeared me to him even more. You could tell he was just Such a good guy. He picked me up and took me to Pizza Factory then to a Star lab, which didn't work out. Introduced me to the fam (it took me off guard) and we watched Flight of the Conchords. This is where our first kiss happened.. In a luv sac that is now a stinky dog bed. I tease him all the time about how un-cute that was, in my defense I did Not think he was even going to try to kiss me that night. The following morning I knelt down for a casual prayer, and, thinking of all my failed relationships, and the sadness they'd caused all around, I asked "Heavenly Father, should I even bother dating Ja-" But I couldn't finish because I was absolutely knocked backward by the force of the response. I'd Never received such an immediate or nearly so strong an answer to a prayer before, so, instead of being grateful, I was filled with suspicion, I closed my eyes again and asked "Am I going to marry this guy or something?" The good feelings contined to surge at me, but I ignored them, blaming them on the first question, unable to accept that yet. But, well, two and a half weeks after we MET he told me he loved me, and somehow it wasn't weird.. it just felt right for both of us. A month later we went to Disneyland for his birthday and when we got home, he started making marriage hints and I laughed. It should have been weird and way too fast, but it wasn't. I only felt bad for how quickly it was after my last relationship.
So, that might be a story that only I can see the Lord's hand in, but I wanted to share. Because I never would have moved to Provo without that prompting, and I never would have moved on without that answer to my prayer. My hubby came at a time I least expected it, and I never previously wanted to get married that young.. but I think even if I had been allowed to build a man for myself, he would have never compared to my hubby. I cannot help but see divinity in that, and well- I have to thank Marisa too :)