Wednesday, June 27, 2012

You Would Have Thunk It's a Friday

Did I miss the memo at work saying that we don't have to come to work today?

I must have.
Because there was only 4 people in my department that showed up to work today.

Usually there's 8.

I've decided I have to put my shoulder to the wheel, especially since the wedding is only in 24 days.

I can't wait.

Marriage licence on Friday.
There are so many little things that go along with a wedding that you don't even think about.

Cake tasting today?
Yes please.

I'm trying this.
I'm dying.

I can't wait for day 5.
At all.
Please oh please.


Tuesday, June 26, 2012

You Can't Beat This

Ok, wedding invites are in the mail. 
Is this real life? 
I don't think so. 

Lex and I celebrated by drinking an ice cold diet dr. pepper, and a pepsi next (which was only .31 with tax) Good job pepsi, what a fail. 

Why would anyone want to drink a diet soda that is only half the calories when you can get zero calories? Makes no sense to me. 

But i digress.

The back of our invites. 
I can't wait. 
It's almost surreal that it's coming. 

Kind of like waiting for Christmas morn, and when it's finally's like what? 

25 Days. 

I still haven't gotten my dress finished. 
I'm kind of freaking out. 
Oh baby. 

Friday, June 22, 2012

I Need to Get a Grip

Late nights.

Cafe Rio.

I wish I could say I have been enjoying the last few days, but I haven't.

It's just been so hard. I wish I could say that being engaged is the easiest thing ever. But, it's not. It's a double edged sword.

Carlos got in an accident on the scooter. There goes that. It really reminded me that life is so fragile. Even with that. We managed to have an awful next day. Attitude is everything when it comes to relationships. So is yelling. I'm the queen yeller. And I think Carlos' whole block heard me. It feels to yell it out though. And cry. Crying is the worst, but it also is the best because it makes Carlos hug me even when he's mad. And I can't help it that I'm so tired. My school schedule isn't what I planned it to be. But it's ending up better than expected. I'm just frustrated. I want to be married, I want to start my new life. I don't want to take prerequisite classes, and I want to start my MBA. I don't want to deal with stupid bridesmaids dresses. And I hate that texting isn't the same as a phone call.

But so is life. 

I'll just complain about everything.  And forget how blessed I am.  I have a loving family, a loving fiance that loves me more than anything in the world, I am going to get my MBA, I have a good job, I have friends at work, my car works, my fiance is ok, I have an unlimited supply of diet drinks, i just got paid, Heavenly Father loves me. 

He does. 
I know he does. 
I can't do anything without him. 

And yet, I pretend to be so strong. 
I am a silly person that thinks the world revolves around me. 
When I am just another grain of sand. 

I almost didn't come to work today, because I wanted to sleep the day away.

All things have shown me that Carlos and I really do love each other. Enough to drive over even if one says not to. Enough to come back outside, even you are infuriated. Enough to end the night with hugs and kisses. Enough to wish everything was over, and we had our own place.

Fact is: I'm crazy about Mr. Carlos. I know I am going to love him for the rest of my life. I've chosen him, and this is it.

29 days and anxiously counting.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Internet: 1 Old People: 0

I just sent my first invoice via Paypal. 
Aren't I the coolest? 

Seriously, I don't know why checks still exist. 
Probably to annoy the crap out of me. 

Lovely summer nights spend with the honey. 
32 days. 

Chase Quick Pay is probably the coolest thing, if people used it. 
But I think Paypal is better. Everyone has one. 

If you don't, you have issues. 

After trying to pay the security deposit, I had to resign to paying with a check. Curses.


Vernal, You Were Good to Us

Carlos and I ventured to Vern(hell) to see Cec off for her mission. 

Good times were had by all. 

All you need is a weekend to remember the good times, and realize how different life is for everyone. It was so fun to see Cec, but so sobering to realize how different our lives are going. 

One is going on a mission. To serve the Lord for 18 months. 

One is going to get married in the temple. 

Both are beyond excited for the life ahead of them. 
The good ol gang reunited! 
(almost) Sister Francisco! 
The open road. It was nice to be with Carlos and just drive. 
We must do this more often. 
Got to fill 'er up! 
Before we left, I stained my white shirt in a freak accident. My butt was wet the way up. Good thing it was hot! :) 
Good ol' Taco Bell. Too bad that their credit card machine was down. We were lit'rally searching for pennies. Maybe it was a good thing. 
Motzz sticks at midnight?
Yes please.

Cecilly, you are going to be an awesome missionary. 
I love you! :) 

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Breaking News

I'm here in Vernal, ya'll.
A place that Carlos calls, "a little slice of heaven". (he claims he never said it, but he technically did)

PS, We got an apt!

We are so incredibly excited.

Like, we have an adorable little place that we will call ours soon. As in, I move in after July 8th. I am so excited to have our little home together.


Friday, June 15, 2012

Confession: I'm a Cursing, Reckless Fool

I believe in prayers.

I am an agressive driver.
The kind that can't be stuck behind an old person.
The kind that will sell her soul to get in the fast lane.
The kind that hasn't gotten a ticket since I got my license. (parking tickets don't count)
The kind that isn't afraid to use her horn.
The kind that might slow down to annoy someone.

I had a near death experience yesterday, well, it felt like it.
We were cruising along, to go see an apartment (which was horrendous by the way), when a guy cut out of a busy lane of traffic and went into ours. Not a huge problem, but when the idiot didn't even speed up, or stay in his lane, it resulted in me honking for 10 seconds, and having to slam on the breaks,  which resulted in a screeching halt. We were probably 1 inch away from hitting the car. I got really shaken up. It was terrifying. I even cried. But I cry about everything.

Yesterday, we were looking at apartments.
As my desperation rose, my thoughts became unfiltered.
I said a dirty word.

Is it too much to ask to find a reasonable apt that isn't somewhere gross, and you don't have to pay up the wazoo? I guess it is. I just want a place in a normal neighborhood, where I can feel comfortable where I am. Somewhere that I can go home to when Carlos is working late, or I have to stay home. I want somewhere that doesn't remind me of Arcadia, ick. Ugh. Stuffing 1 extremely smelly and big guy, and 1 dirty guy, and 3 guys that are never home into one place isn't the best idea. And at this point, Carlos is probably rolling his eyes. 

i love him very much. 
i'm excited for this weekend. 
i can't wait to see Cec. 

And just get out of Orem. 
36 days. 


Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Blerg (n) bla + grr

Where to start? 

It seems as the closer the wedding gets, the more everyone just wants to murder each other. As in, I SHOULD HAVE NEVER BOUGHT THAT CURSED SCOOTER. 

We went to my bishop. We seem pretty worthy. 
We are so close, but yet so far away! 
38 days. 
38 Days.
38 Days.
38 Days. 


On a happy note, the bridesmaids boxes were sent out. 
Do you know how freaking long these took? 
You probably don't. 

These are far from my original design, but don't you think they are just adorable? 
Oh yeah, I have 10 bridesmaids. 

"It's not my wedding, 
it's not our wedding." 
A mantra that I have had to repeat to myself over and over again. 
And counsel that I've gotten from friends, and co-workers. 

I'm still working out the wedding invites. 
Don't even get me started on that. 

Let's just talk about how much more frustrating is to be an amateurish designer. As in, I know how to work InDesign and Photoshop, and I can do things myself, they just take a little longer. I have always considered to be printing of the devil. Satan truly has a handle on the printing industry. Because, it can look gorgeous on your computer, but once you print it out, it looks like poop, and you notice things you've never noticed before, and you have to go back and fix it. Or, all the places that Satan works with tries to lit'rally make your life a living he@#. 

No joke. Seriously. It's the tip of the iceberg. 


Friday, June 8, 2012

I'm Still Hungry!

No class today.
I'm going to go to Seven Peaks. I should probably work on my tan. My brothers and sister are so much darker than me. Maybe because I'm inside about 23.5 out of 24 hours of the day.

Pretty Little Liars is back on.

So far, being content manager isn't really that much extra work.

Yesterday we had Buffalo Wild Wings.
You know you are fat when you eat 12 boneless wings, and you are still hungry.

Then you go to Culver's (a deelish frozen custard shop), and you get an order of onion rings, a brownie and cookie shake, and you eat you friend's sour shake.

And you are still hungry.

I just want to eat everything.
I'm craving me some Taco Bell.

Right now.
Less than an hour of work.

I want to sleep for 5 days straight.

What's up with this?!

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Cleanliness is Next to Managerliness

Ok, so if you read my last post, I was kind of being cryptic.

Well, I have just been promoted to content manager at PMA. I'll find out pay raise stuff tomorrow. :)

I am beyond stoked.

I really feel that I am going to learn some cool stuff, and I'll be able to use this wherever I go.

And we are totally going to celebrate at BW's tonight. I'm starving.


let me tell you how awkward it is to be trained by someone that is basically getting demoted. Serious buzz kill for that person. And not to mention, how everyone in the office is glad. Which doesn't make any sense. I still don't know why that person is here. But, I've actually never gotten a promotion before (I've never stuck around enough to get one). So really, life is looking up.

I want to be married already.
Invites are almost ready, and I'm psyched.
They are exactly what I wanted.

I can't even express how life is going right now.
I'm so happy, so blessed.


Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Happier than If I Was At Menchies

Ok, the post is titled, Happier than If I Was at Menchies. 
Menchies is a lesser than Yogurtland.

I bet tomorrow I will be happier than if I was at Yogurtland.
Which is a pretty big deal.

It's the type of emotion like when I found out I was going to get my MBA or when I was accepted to BYU, or getting a boyfriend, or getting your first kiss (getting engaged doesn't even count--it's in a class all by itself)

Menchies excitement is the sort when I get a job, or a small raise. Or holding hands for the first time.

I'm excited with how life is turning out.

I guess that it's hard to learn to have patience.
But mostly, you will be rewarded for having it.

I'll tell more of the good news tomorrow.
But, really, my life is going swimmingly right now.

I am up to my head in being busy with work and school, work is changing (for the better), and I am engaged to the most wonderful man ever.
Even if I have to hold off from making out with him, since the bishop said so. I'm glad he follows the rules though.

I'm really, really, really looking forward to seeing one of my best friends before she leaves on her mission.

I've pretty much decided there will be not so much sleeping and lots and lots of laughing and food-making.

Finals will be upon me in 3 weeks.
Bring it on.

Ps, The Bachelorette is such a great, guilty pleasure.
pps this blog is hilarious is you watch The Bachelorette

This post is rambly, and written horribly.
Pardon me.

Monday, June 4, 2012

The Working Woes

As I sit at work (I've been here since 6:30 am), I ponder if I would want to even leave where I work.

Let's weigh the pros and cons:


  • I can get to work at 6:30 am, not take a break, and be done at 2:30 (and still work 40 hours a week)
  • Free sodas anytime
  • Free lunch on Thursday 
  • I actually like my coworkers
  • I've been here almost a year (i've never, ever done that before)
  • I like what I'm doing (editing, writing, seo stuff)
  • I can watch Hulu while I'm working
  • It's not a high stress job
  • Two people in the last week have quit (one being a manager)
  • I absolutely hate the person over me (he's always late and does nothing)
  • I don't feel my work really makes a difference
  • It's in Thanksgiving Point (30 min to get there)
  • I haven't gotten the promotion I've been promised for months

So here I am. Do I wait it out just a little bit longer? 
Or do I just move on to bigger and better things?

Let's be honest, I know I won't work here forever. I mean, I will be getting my MBA, and moving somewhere else for Carlos' PhD won't really let me stay here, so this is a "temporary solution" after all. 

The problem is, I'm kind of stuck in my groove. I like how relaxed it is, and how I finally have a niche. I've resolved to wait at least a year to work here. Should I wait? Or should I start looking? My gut says start looking, and my practicality tells me to stay. 


Friday, June 1, 2012

Awwwww YEAH!

We took engagement photos yesterday. 
We used this: 

I am so excited to see them. 
If they don't look gorg, I don't know what I'll do. 

I'm a big fan of Fruit by the Foot. 
Do you remember when those were the coolest things to have in your lunch? 

97% on my accounting test. 
Boo ya. 

Still haven't found an apt. 
I think we fail in that aspect. 

Sleepover with Cec in a mere 2 weeks. 

50 days. 

Doing invitations today. 
Well, getting the design finalized. 

I'm loving life right now. 

It's National Donut Day. 

Which means, 
Krispy Kreme is giving away donuts. 

Um, I'm so there.