Engaged

Three years ago, Tom Woodbury asked me on a date.

Here I am with Lana an hour or two before Tom picked me up on April 30, 2010.

Then...

after jumping out of an airplane,

sharing in our nerdly love,

(yep)

attending family reunions together (a sign of true love),

surviving sleep deprivation (the only possible explanation for this photo),

and going to super classy parties with super classy friends...

He proposed.

And I said yes.

(I love you shmoops and I can't wait to marry you.)

lately

My hair is growing!

Tom is anti-paparazzi.

I've been experimenting with red lipstick.

Portrait of a college student. (that's West Wing playing on my laptop)

I have the best boyfriend of all the boyfriends.

Charles.

Homesick

I feel homesick. I've lived in Utah for a long while now. My family is here now so I rarely get to go back to what I will always consider my home. Arizona is where I grew up. I went from playing with troll dolls to driving on highways while I lived there. It's my place of birth. I miss the cacti and the wide-open space. I miss the fiery sunsets. The nights where the heat clings to the rocks even after the air has cooled off. Swimming pools and concrete, concrete, concrete. The feeling of warm pool water and the pavement's fever radiating heat through your sandals. Shaved ice on the worst, most sweltering days. The tingle on your cheeks when you go from an air conditioned building out into the blinding, white heat of an Arizona summer. Prickly plants that you look at but never, under any circumstances, touch. Bougainvillea like bright lipstick kisses. The way the sky turns from blue to silver in August. Late nights under orange streetlights, windows down, local bands on the radio. And staring up at the stars from the cold, damp grass of a golf-course.

Arizona, I miss you.

In no particular order, I give you "Arizona" according to my memories (or at least according to the photos I have on this computer):

I hereby call this blog back into session.

K. Sorry for the extended absence. The plan was to start a new blog and that just never happened. Mostly because this is my blog, y'know? I've been writing under this title and at this address for so long. I had all these weird ideas about starting a new blog and getting a "fresh start." But really... life isn't really split into neat chapters, is it? So here we are. I'm back.

Lemme get you caught up to things in a few sentences:
- THIS IS MY LAST SEMESTER AT BYU. Whoooo.
- All kinds of funny, wishy-washy, winds-a-changin' feelings have been blowing through my life.
- Speaking of winds... Utah is far too cold for my liking. taste. wellbeing. Yikes.

More details later. But basically, hello old friend (meaning my blog). And hello all you dear friends (that's you, if you're reading this).