Your Love is a Song Pt. 1- How we met through our dating days.

Ok, I admit, I really, really wish I had a much cooler blog.  That is the number one reason that I have spent about an hour every day this summer looking at other peoples' blogs, rather than blogging myself.  I want to change that though, and ever since Alex told me he un-bookmarked my blog a week ago, I have had the urge to write.  I think the easiest way to get into it is documenting our love story because it will be really easy to write about.  So begins the "Your Love is a Song" series.  This series will include:

Pt. 1: Meeting-Dating
Pt: 2: Engagement
Pt. 3: Planning
Pt. 4: Bach. Party
Pt. 5: Rehearsal/Groom's Supper
Pt. 6: Getting Ready
Pt. 7: Professional Pictures
Pt. 8: Ceremony
Pt. 9: Reception
Pt. 10: Honeymoon
Pt. 11: Life After the Wedding

I guess I really just want this documented somehow.  I'm not sure if "blogger" is the safest place to document something I want to remember for the rest of my life, but I don't really have another choice, so here we go!

How we met.

For a short period of time, I was embarrassed of how we met.  I admit, I was a bit of a creeper and found Alex on Facebook.  Looking back on it now, thank God for Facebook.  Seriously, I would not be where I am today without it.  Back to the story- I was never really one to randomly take up conversation with someone I know OF (but didn't actually know), but that night I must have been feeling extra ambitious. 

The first image I ever saw of Alex.  His profile picture.  Romantic. (but seriously, he is wicked hot)

That night I had gone to a concert with my roommate at the time.  It was a really fun night for us and kind of brought us back together after the "I have lived with you for a few months, let's quit talking to each other" stage.  We got back to our apartment, I automatically plopped on my bed and checked Facebook.  I had added Alex- a friend of many of my friends- to Twitter after browsing his witty and tongue-in-cheek tweets.  I enjoyed reading them, they made me laugh because he tweeted things that I thought, but didn't have the nerve to tweet myself.  Ohhhh, the information age.  Anyway, at this time, probably 9:30 pm or so, I decided it was time to take the plunge and add him to Facebook.  Couldn't hurt right?  Well, as I remember, he accepted my invitation almost simultaneously, probably because he spends much time on his computer (editing, listening to mass amounts of pop music) every evening.  I see that his status is the chorus of a very sad song, one that I very much like.  The song is Tiny Vessels by Death Cab.  Here is a live version.  I won't get into why he was sad, but instead I will get into how I struck up a conversation.  Smooth talker that I am, I open a Facebook chat (what was life like before this invention??) with him and finished the lyrics of the song.  He replied and we conversed for a good couple hours.  I went to get food and drive around town with some friends and when I got back he was still there. 
 
At this point, we talked far into the morning and it was just..lovely.  I already knew I liked him for various, genuinely valid, reasons.  At the end of our conversation, we decided to meet.  A few days later we met and it was amazing.  We went to the MSUM production of Swing, but all I could think about was how cute he actually was and how nice he was being.  A few days later he asked me to be his girlfriend and it was literally the happiest moment of my life thus far.  I had never had anyone NOTICE me like Alex did, and still does.  I had never met anyone who I was so, extremely interested in and it didn't hurt that he had perfect dark hair and eyes. 

The next year or so of dating and getting to know each other was so much fun.  I had never been in a serious relationship before, so I had a lot to learn, but boy, was it nice to have someone to take me to the movies and hold my hand.  Amazing.

This is what dating Alex looked like:

The very first flowers I ever received from a boy.  I was just a little bit happy.  He gave me these after he cooked me spaghetti.  He also made me cookies, gave me a barnes & noble card and drew me a map of how to get to b&n.  I want to go back to that day!

Our first trip.  We drove to Itasca State Park.  I remember just walking around being happy and watching him take pictures.

The first time he came home with me.  He took pretty pictures.

Lucky me!  He decided to come home with me again!

At a park in Fergus Falls.  One of his favorite places.

Target Tuesday # 2

 

Welcome back to my second Target Tuesday linkup!
Today I am looking for black purses because my lipstain just leaked all over mine, so I need a new one!

I tried this one on today, but I might wait until it goes on clearance.

I don't carry much with me (unless we go to a movie!), so this minibag would be lovely.

If you haven't noticed, I like crossbody bags :)

  I would like any one of these, but unfortunately (or fortunately?), I never spend much money of purses, so I might wait to see if any of these end up on clearance.

My Christmas

About two months ago, my husband and I made the decision to move to Arizona.  The same night we made this decision I found out I would have to spend six weeks away from him.  During these six weeks I would be finishing student teaching, graduating, celebrating Christmas and New Years without him AND missing his birthday.  I was devastated to say the least. 

When Christmastime came around, I headed home to my home town and spent a week with my parents.  Although I missed my bestfriend/husband, it was a gift in itself to spend Christmas with my parents, sister, nephews and grandma.  I enjoyed my time with them thoroughly, but my heart ached for my husband every other minute.  Sob, sob.

I was spoiled with gracious gifts this year.  I got some cash, 31 Gifts makeup bags, Ikea & Forever21 gift cards, a leather messenger bag and some makeup. 

When my mother brought me back to my temporary residence at my MIL & FIL's, there was a gift sitting on the table from my husband.  He sent me the TOMS I had asked for, but more importantly there was a letter for me.  A thoughtful, meaningful letter written by the man I love.  I thought it couldn't get much better than that, but as I reached the last page, I couldn't help but skip to the bottom of the page where I sway the words "turn around."  Well, I had sat in the wrong spot, I was in a chair facing a wall, so turning around didn't make much sense.  I looked up somewhat confused and saw this guy:

 There stood my husband.  He was flown home to me! 

What I thought was going to be the saddest, loneliest Christmas turned into my favorite one to date. 

My VERY FIRST Target Tuesday!

 

I saw this on another blog, so I thought I would try it out for my own blog.  I am having a little trouble with inspiration as I sit BORED out of my mind at my parent's house.

I think I will start the Target Tuesday tradition with shoes!

I have had my eye on these for awhile.  I definitely prefer a wedge to a tiny, thin heel.  I think the gray would be cute with jeans.

There is nothing better than black and round toe.  These would be great for teaching.

I have A LOT of skirts these would go with, but they might be a bit high for my freakishly tall build :)

I am thinking I will need to invest in some sandals like these for the warmer temps of AZ.

Well, these are just me!

Ok, I think that shall conclude my first Target Tuesday now that I am craving a new pair of shoes!  What should I look for next Tuesday?

Four things.

1. I always seem to have scratches/scrapes all over my hands.  You could say that my hands are the clumsiest part of my body.  This is surprising considering my freakishly long legs.

2. I get attached to places.  Not really things or people, but apartments, towns, roads, etc.

3. Sometimes I wonder if that time I saw a pack of deer walking down our gravel road when I was 9 or so was a dream or an acid trip?

4. Why do lewd/awful/offensive rap lyrics sound so cool?

I'm a blogger now!

After months of reading the blogs of people I don't know, I have decided to start my own real life blog.  Get excited!