Ok I’ve posted them all over Instagram and Facebook… so why not here, right?
Here’s a few of my favorites!
Ok I’ve posted them all over Instagram and Facebook… so why not here, right?
Here’s a few of my favorites!

I heard something at Church today, that made me a little sad. It’s something I hear said far, far, far too often. And I’d like to get it corrected as soon as possible.
Today, a wife of one of our Bishopbric members was teaching Marriage Prep. Randy and I went together, all ready to learn.
The first thing she said when she got up was, “I’m a little intimidated to teach. I’ve heard many of you teach, and there are so many returned missionaries here who know how to teach. I never went on a mission, I just got married and had babies. So hopefully I can still teach you something today.”
Those are honestly, her near exact words.
My heart broke.
It left me, and I’m sure several other people in that room who hadn’t served missions, with the impression that if we didn’t serve, we weren’t adequate teachers. And because this amazing woman hadn’t served, she wasn’t a qualified teacher.
This attitude isn’t right.
As members of the Church, as lovers of this Gospel, we are qualified to study, learn, and teach.
It doesn’t matter if you’re a brand new convert, or a seasoned scriptorian.
Everyone has something to offer in this Church.
Whether you served a mission, served as a nursery leader, served as a Relief Society President, served as a visiting teacher, served as a devoted wife, loving father, helpful daughter or son.
We ALL have something to give.
I want my daughters to know they will be amazing leaders, teachers, wives, and mothers, no matter what they decide about serving a mission.
I want my sons to know that their wife is a righteous woman, a great partner for him, and a daughter of God with an incredible mission, whether or not she wore a name-tag.
I want everyone reading this to know it doesn’t matter what they’ve done or haven’t done, it doesn’t matter if they left the church, if they don’t know if they believe. There is a place for you in this Gospel.
And I want everyone to understand that the path that Heavenly Father directed them to is a good one, the right one. And it doesn’t make them anything less, or more, than anybody else.
Happy Sunday everyone!
And. Move over Dateline and 20/20. We’re coming. Ok not really, but still. Working on a documentary about suicide prevention in Utah for our capstone project has been absolutely incredible. I am loving every interview, all the time spent logging tape, meeting amazing people and sharing their stories.
Stopped by the mall the other day, and THIS is what I see. It’s made of LEGOS. If that’s not cool, I don’t know what is.
And now, it was this amazing mother of mine’s birthday this week! She’s the cutest and I am so lucky to have her as my mom. She’s so caring, kind, and truly amazing. I love you mom!
Happy Saturday everyone!
1. Engagement pictures round 1 last night. Round 2 is next week week. Bit of a fiasco with my hair and makeup, and getting there on time, but Elisha Braithwaite is pure fun to work with. Can’t wait to see how the first session turned out!
Hello!
Where have I been? I feel like I blogged yesterday – turns out I didn’t. I always used to get so annoyed when my fav bloggers stopped posting once they got engaged. Now I know why. Not enough time, not enough motivation!
So here’s the catch up.
Unfortunately, I also forget to take pictures now. Not that I was good at it before. But still.
I got SO lucky last weekend and got to go to the Imagine Dragons concert for work. #ilovemyjob
It was incredible and absolutely everything I’d dreamed of. Plus being smashed in there with 300 other people instead of 3,000 other people was amazing. It smashed me right up to the front for a great seat. Er. Place to stand.
Please excuse me for being tragically behind on blogging.
It’s been a real treat to be alive lately. Overwhelming and wonderful and scary and a million other words, all at once.
Here’s a few simple updates for you.
Valentine’s day was fully of love love love. Working, new watches, my favorite restaurant, guitar serenading, movie, and lots of gush.
21 years ago today, my life completely changed. And I had no idea.
21 years ago, the best thing to ever happen to me, was born.
Randy, thank you for being the sweetest, kindest, funniest, smartest, most Christ-like person I have ever met.
Thank you for giving me years of Chili’s dates, guitar singing, backstage kisses, notes in class, shopping trips, dances I’ll always remember, endless movie nights, Fro-Yo runs, letters across the ocean, singing in the car, hundreds of pictures, and a love to last a lifetime.
Anybody who knows Randy knows how absolutely wonderful he is. He has a heart that is pure gold.
Randy, thanks for letting me love you. Happy birthday my wonderful fiance!
And happy Wednesday everyone!
I’ve been hearing it all week…”I hate Valentine’s Day.”
People are entitled to their opinion. But…
I love this holiday!
And you should too!
What better chance do we have to tell all the people in our lives, just how much they mean to us.
I’ll be honest, Valentine’s Day was hard when Randy was on his mission. I wanted someone to send me flowers and take me out to dinner and hold my hand. But it also taught me that all kinds of love are important, and people need to know that you matter to them!
So I have so many people that I should shout-out to and tell them how much they mean to me. I don’t have time to do that, and you don’t have time to read it, so here’s my love letter to all of my dear friends on this lovey-dovey day.
To my lovely friends,
Thank you for supporting me, loving me, letting me be crazy and random and emotional. Thank you for showing me what friendship means. As you get older, it’s easy for friendships to fall apart, and it becomes obvious very quickly who your true friends are. Thank you for being there as I’ve figured out who will stick around. You mean the world to me.
To my family,
I lucked out, and got the best family known to man. Thank you for supporting me as I’m planning a wedding, loving me when I’m a pain, and always being ready to talk and listen. You all inspire me and make me want to be better. I am so happy I get to spend eternity playing Boggle and eating caramel corn with you all!
And to the love of my life,
Randy, every little girl wants to marry the prince and live happily ever after. Thank you for making every fairy tale, real. It’s a different type of fairy tale, neither of us are perfect and there are times we seriously drive each other crazy, but the best part of the fairy tale is that in spite of all of that, we stay together. You once said to me, “I love you for a million reasons, but I know I want to marry you because I love your ugly. I love the parts of you that nobody else gets to see, the vulnerable and sad, hurt, and upset parts.” Thank you for showing me what love really is.
Now enough sap, excuse me as I finish my work day looking at my new watch, and getting ready for date night in the city!
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! Spread the love.
So I’m a little behind blogging. I’ve been a little busy, getting engaged! Oops:)
SO here’s the story. 100% unedited, ready for you to read. It’s a good one, super sappy, but super perfect. I’m going to tell my side of the story, and then Randy is actually going to type up his side of the story in a cute he said/she said. We’re thinking of moving my blog to a platform where we can both post regularly, so let me know what you think about that!
Ok, here we go:)
She says: Randy and I had been seriously talking about getting married for a few weeks now. We’d been praying, going to the temple, spending time together and apart to figure out if it was right. And we both came to the conclusion that we were crazy about each other, and wanted to get married. It was the right decision. We went and looked at engagement rings and I pointed out several that I liked, and told Randy to make the final decision and surprise me. I was waiting, and waiting, and waiting, for him to propose. I knew he’d gone and talked to my dad, but I wasn’t sure if he had the ring, or when he was going to pop the question. I would bug him about it every day, whining and wondering when it was going to happen. He was stubborn and wouldn’t tell me a thing! Which is good because i would’ve been upset if he’d spoiled the surprise. Randy told me he was going to do grand gestures and crazy dates for the next few weeks so I would never knew when it was actually coming.
So Monday, February 2nd, my roommate and best friend Rachel texted me and asked if we could go get cheesecake in Salt Lake that night. We had both had a rough weekend, and she said she wanted to go have a girls night out. Randy had told me a few days earlier he was working Monday night, so I said of course! I came home after class and got all dolled up for our night out. We drove to Salt Lake and jammed to our favorite tunes. I was a little suspicious at first, but Randy was texting me from work, and Rachel had been in no rush to leave, and I figured if Randy was proposing he’d want me at a spot at a certain time.
We went and got our cheesecake, it was delightful.