Hopeful

So like I have mentioned previously I am going to Culinary School! Wahoo! I love cooking and food and new I would actually enjoy school.  I have two classes right now for the summer semester, one online class and one regular. 


Okay so pretty much the regular class is pretty boring.  I have to learn about how to cook food before I actually get to do it. LAME.  It is easy enough. Show up for class. Listen to the lecture. Do homework. Take a quiz.  Super Easy and simple.  However, my online class is a different story.  My online class is original a 12 week course, but I am taking the condensed 5 week version.  Online classes already suck.  You have to figure it all out, and actual read all your textbook.  But when you take a condensed online class, it just sucks even more.


My life has pretty much been revolving around my online class.  Which is so lame.  I have know completed my first week of it thought.  The verdict is rather quite happy, I have a complete 100% in the class. Yes I have earned ever point possible.  I just need to keep it up and make it through.


Tyler started school the same day as me, and with him having school and work my time seeing him has greatly decreased :( I miss him so much.  He is at work and school all day long and then when we are home together we are both usually doing homework.  Even though this is so sad and depressing, when we do have those times where we can just be with each other and joking around they are better than ever. 


This week I had a lovely job interview, and it went rather well I thought.  Hopefully I will get the job, which is in great need.  


I guess that is what happens when you decide to get married, you got to go out into the real world and survive.  In the end, if you work hard, it will pay off........ hopefully. 

Love Story Chapter Tres

Okay now where did we leave off? Oh yes we were both 19 could we get married.  Little did I know Tyler was debating on proposing to me in Disneyland.  Which he felt like it wasn't the time yet.  We returned from all of our summer vacations and started up school and working full time.


Now comes the part in a relationship were it either makes or breaks.  We had started arguing a lot over stupid things.  It seemed as if my fairytale relationship was going to come crashing down.  After a lot of weird tension we decided to have a talk.  We didn't know why we weren't getting along.  We didn't know anymore if we were supposed to get married.  We didn't know if we were ready to get married.  We just were unsure of what was going to happen.  


After about a five hour conversation and almost breaking up, we decided we both needed to sleep and think on if we decided if we could live with each other forever and if we could live without each other.  I know right. Heartbreaking.  The worst night of my life.  I cried and cried and cried.  I didn't want anyone to be involved to in anyway affect my decision.  I was also scared to hear Tyler's decision.  It would be so hard if we decided different things.  


Of course we decided we loved each other.  That we didn't know why there was such tension.  But we knew we wanted to be together.  After that horrible but magical talk.  Horrible because at the time my heart was being ripped apart, but magical because of what it did for our relationship.  


After that I believe we realized we could lose each other.  That our love road was a two way street and the other one could choose to go another way if they really wanted to.  That after everything we came to an understanding that we were both feeling the same way. 


Our relationship greatly improved.  It was incredible.  That talk was truly magical.  The arguing stopped.  Our love became even more passionate.  It was so magical that two months later Tyler got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife.  

A weekend move and party

Let me just start out by saying this weekend was so busy!

1. We moved out of our apartment in 2 days.

2. We moved all of our un-needed stuff into a storage unit.

3. We moved all of our needed things into our new home.

4. Our new home is with Aunt Shelly and Uncle Tracy.

5. My sister had a huge sweet sixteen birthday party.

6. We had to deep clean the apartment. 

May I start out by saying, 

me and my husband have now learned that moving takes longer then two days.

So start packing earlier then two days.

Or else your moving will really suck then moving already does.

Yes, we successfully got moved in two days.

How you might ask? 

Then answer is I have no freakin' idea, but hey it worked.

And might I add, with a very minimum amount of arguing over stupid things.

After we moved we moved our un-needed items into a storage unit.

(Which I let Tyler be in charge of getting.)

Our storage unit was on the second floor. 

And we probably could have used a bigger one.

After everyone who was helping us moved had told Tyler numerous times that they were going to:

A. Kick his ass

or

B. Kill him

It ended up have this massive elevator,

These nice dolly things to load things on,

and,

It somehow all fit in our storage unit.

My wonderful beautiful sister had her sweet sixteen party!

Might I add she throws a kick ass sweet sixteen.

It was so fun to meet all of her friends and the boys she talks about.

She received the best funniest present of all,

four of the football player boys 

came out,

danced,

ripped off their shirts,

reveling their football bodies,

and then,

danced for her some more.

Yep I'll say pretty awesome present.

Other than that it was a pretty normal teenage party.

Then comes the we have to clean the apartment to get our deposit back.

Pretty convincing reason to clean your ass off right?

So we cleaned and cleaned and cleaned.

And cleaned.

Hopefully we did a good enough job to get our full deposit back.

Tyler is going in today to check it off and see!

So wish us luck.

Tyler's Birthday

Yesterday was my wonderful husbands birthday.  I asked him to get the day off.  But NO. Now that he is a "grown up" you don't get your birthday off.  Of course. 


Well as I sat at home on my husbands birthday trying to figure out what to plan.  I try talking to him and asking what he wants, what he wants to do, what he wants to eat.  And what do I get. NOTHING. He is so opinionated every other day on what he wants.  But of course the day everyone does his wishes, he doesn't have an opinion. 


Eventually I went to pick him up from work and try and figure out what exactly he wanted to do.  I started out by taking him to Hallmark.  Tyler has this obsession with Disney.  He wants to work for them someday doing movies.  He also collects Disney anything.  I found Hallmark has a Disney collection that is really nice.  Not only that, but he can put it up in our home and it wont look too tacky.  


I ended up getting him this. 

He was so happy :D

We then decided to go to dinner at the Red Iguana.  It is a little Mexican joint in downtown Salt Lake.  It has been featured on Food Networks: Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives.  It is traditional Mexican food.  They are known for their mole. (pronounced MOH-lay) 

Tyler got their mole amarillo.  Which is might I say the spiciest thing I have ever tasted.  And not to mention the spiciest thing Tyler has ever eaten, Tyler is a spicy food finatic.  He loves it and it can never get hot enough for him.  The sauce is put with chicken and then eaten on tortillas. I got their tacos don ramon.  So GOOD! Crispy type taco shell with homemade chorizo, lettuce, pico de gallo, cotija cheese, and an avocado sauce. 

My Tacos! YUMMY!!

Tyler's Mole Amarillo

The Red Iguana

I would recommend this place to anyone! 

We went to my parents house and Tyler wanted to play wii sports resorts golf with my dad.  Tyler got an unexpected birthday present which was a hole in one in golf.  He got so excited and still is talking about it.  It is quite funny. 

All in all the day turned out pretty good.  And my husband was a happy boy on his birthday :D

What is new?

So many crazy things are in abundance in mine and Tyler's life,

lets start making the list.

*We are both going to new colleges.

Tyler in the same program,

I am now transferring to Culinary Program

*With the new school means new place. 

We are moving. GAG

*We sold our apartment.  

Yep in that short amount of time it is sold.

1 day I tell you, 1 day it was on KSL and now it is sold.

And the sooner we get out the more money we get back.....

predicament, I think yes.

*We do not have a new place to live.  

*My wonderful husbands birthday is tomorrow.

Any great gift ideas?

*We have become very adventurous lately.

Going on a lot of hikes.  

I do think this might come to a stop.

Due to the lovely occurrence that happened on Saturday.

Which leads me to my story,

This hike went from heavenly bliss, to holy shit.

This past lovely Saturday we decided to go hiking.

We were going to the hot springs/waterfalls up Spanish Fork Canyon.

We did our research. 

It looked beautiful and fun, 

we would hike then swim and hike back.

The hike up was so pretty.

We saw so many waterfalls the whole way there.

When we were almost there my big toes started hurting.

Yes I thought nothing of it, my feet were just hot and getting a little blister.

We arrived to the beautiful hot pots and waterfall.

Pretty right?? 

Let me tell you it did not smell even close to pretty.

Well I remove my shoes and yep my toes were attacked by my shoes.

No blister, just rubbed them raw to the point of almost bleeding.

There was no way I had hiked all those 2.5 miles to not get in this water.

Mistake number 1. 

I GOT IN.

In this smelly water with open wounds.

When I first got in it stung, but all wounds hurt when they get wet.

Mistake number 2.

I stayed in even though they kept stinging. 

Yes, I know. What was I thinking?

 Well finally we decided to go.

My wonderful husband gave me his socks,

to add cushion to prevent more rubbing my skin even more raw.

Mistake number 3.

I had only eaten one single hot pocket that day.

Is that enough to get you energy to survive a 5 mile hike.

No way.

I immediately realized I had no energy and knew this was going to SUCK.

*My toes hurt, BAD

* I had zero energy

* I was hungry

* I was wet

*I was thirsty

* I was grumpy

* It was getting dark

* It was getting cold

With these factors soon this hike was no longer fun.

My legs were numb.

I started crying from so much pain in my toes.

Real fast, Toes are dumb.

When you hurt them they hurt really bad.

You know when you stub them, and you swear.

Because it hurts so freakin' bad.

Toes are dumb.

Finally we reached our car. 

Yes I made it out of some miracle.

We got in the car and got warmed up.

Then it hit me.

Mistake number 4. 

I hiked 2.5 miles in wet shorts.

That equals one word.

CHAFED LEGS.

I had no idea my legs were getting chafed because they were numb.

So when they warmed up I knew, it was bad.

Now not only were my two big toes hurting, 

Now I had my inner thighs extremely chafed.

Those of you who have not experienced severe chafing.

You are luckily.

Those of you who have.

God bless you.

I went home and took the most miserable shower of my life.

It stung my toes and chafed legs the whole time.

I cried.

Then I went to bed.

You know when you go to sleep you don't feel your pain.

That was my strategy.

Well I woke up with the pain still there.

Which included, two big toes, now not only rubbed raw sores, but now infected.

(From getting in the egg smelling water)

And chafing that was so bad, it had started to bleed.

To all of you that are thinking.

Wow this girl is a wimp. 

Let me tell you I have definitely had my fair share of painful situation in life,

and this one is just plain miserable.

With other things it only hurt to do certain movements of certain things.

These hurt to do anything.

Especially the chafed legs.

Here is a list of things that causes me pain

*Showering

*Peeing

*Pooping

*Walking

*Moving

*Pretty much anything

except sitting and not moving.

Let us just say, that hike and me are not friends.

I don't know if I would give it a second chance. 

Many things were learned from this experience.

*Do not get in egg smelling water with a open wound.

*Do not hike 2.5 miles in wet shorts.

Yep that is the moral of the story.  

The one thing I wish I could learn is how to heal chafed skin.

Any ideas anyone?

Love Story Chapter Dos

Where did we leave off? Oh yes, when I wasn't going to see Tyler for a number of days.  Due to the lovely Valentines Day at the Bakery. And I did not receive a kiss from Tyler, just found out he thought I was a good person.

So the next four days of hell began.  Wednesday-Saturday.  Getting up at three in the morning and working until eleven that night.  Definitely was hell.  Me and Tyler talked a little bit, but I was so busy at the bakery and so tired when I got home, so not much talking took place. Tyler had talked about doing something Saturday night for Valentines day if I got home early enough. (Even though Valentines Day wasn't until Sunday) I wanted to do something with him so bad.  So I hurried so much that day!

I got home around nine and my family was acting suspicious.  Did I know why? Nope, not a single clue.  I had been talking to Tyler and he was going to come get me as soon as I was ready to do something.  As I went upstairs to my bedroom to get ready there was the most wonderful surprise for me.  Tyler had decorated my room with roses and my favorite candy.  With his very own handmade and hand drawn card asking me to be his valentine.  As I turned around, there he was standing in the door way with more roses, looking handsome as ever.  This boy :)

I hurried and showered and got ready to go be with this boy and decide what to do for Valentines day.  Even though in all truth I was so extremely tired, I wanted to be with him.  We chose to stay at my house, because I had zero energy to go anywhere. 

It was the best night ever.  We just sat on the couch and snuggled and talked for hours about so many things.  It finally got late enough, that my eyes were so heavy I had not the slightest idea how I was still awake.  I walked Tyler out to his car to say goodnight.  This night was a good night.  It was Valentines day.  I had the best night ever, and yes Tyler finally kissed me. 

The official dating began.  We started meeting extended family.  Saw each other almost everyday.  Always wanted to be together. 

About three months after we started dating.  One night Tyler pronounced his love to me and that he could see himself marrying me.  It was so wonderful, but we could not get married.  Not now, we were far too young.  Both of us only 18. 

We continued dating, and knowing that eventually we would want to get married.  I went with him and his family to their trip to Oregon.  We went to San Fransisco with his sister Jessi.  He went with me and my family to Disneyland.  Which happened to be during his birthday.... am I the best girlfriend or what?  Disneyland for his birthday.  Heck yes I was the best girlfriend of all. 

Now we were both 19.  Could we get married now?