This Day in History

Friday, March 24, 2006

Justin asked me twice earlier that day while I was at work what my plans were that night.  I should have been suspicious since we were well past the point of knowing we were hanging out every spare moment, especially on a Friday night, and second, Justin planned ahead maybe 3 dates our entire courtship.

Nonetheless, I tried not to look too much into this rare moment of planning as to not get my hopes up that he would propose. Since I had known we were going to get married by like our 3rd date, like 8 months before, this was a long time coming.

I spent extra time picking out my outfit (Shannon, thanks again for letting me borrow your purple shirt) and making sure my hair was just right.  He showed up at my apartment door with a bandana and a motorcycle helmet.  Sigh.

We rode up Provo Canyon to Bridal Veil Falls.  But instead of directly walking the path to the falls, Justin kept trying to stall me.  Like by suddenly lying on the dirt and asking for his picture taken. 

And then asking to take my picture while still lying down.

Then taking 10 tries to get a good shot of both of us.

Finally he seemed satisfied enough and we continued down the path.  We rounded a corner and I noticed a pinata in the tree but didn't think anything of it as other people walked past it and paid no mind.  As we got closer, Justin stepped ahead and grabbed a baseball bat leaning against the tree.  I almost shouted for him to stop, to leave someone else's pinata alone, but when I saw the look on his face, I figured it was for me.

I wish I could tell you I smashed the tar out of that thing but I don't honestly remember if it was difficult to get open or not.  Wait, I do remember the bottom half came off but the head was still attached with stuff inside so I had to keep whacking. 

When Justin was confident I had sufficiently dismembered the bird or whatever animal it was, we began picking up all the candy (Easter candy, my favorite) and I was worried he had put a loose diamond ring in the pinata now possibly lost in the dead grass and leaves.

I spotted a larger piece of candy but to add to the suspense and to make sure he saw me see it,  I waited before picking it up.  It was a ring pop with a paper attached that read "The second best I could do." (I still have it.)

I looked over at him and he was on his knee, holding an open box with a beautiful ring inside (I should mention he picked out the ring all by himself. I would only help by providing my ring size).  I don't even remember how he phrased the question. I was just waiting for the pause so I could say "Yes!", hug him, and put the ring on.

His hair is so long, mine so blond.

A kindly passerby took this picture for us.  I remember a few people asking, as we were cleaning up, if he had proposed or something. 

We went to dinner afterwards (Ottavios was it? Sheesh, the things you swear you'll never forget). I remember wanting to wait until the morning to break the news to the world.  I liked that the two of us were the only ones to share the news.  Well besides his friend and family that helped him out. 2 months and 2 days later, we were hitched.  (I just realized I don't have this story written down anywhere so thank you blogger.)

Justin is far, far away from me right now and I miss him like crazy.  We should hang out Justin, when you get back.  Love Di.

We're still here.

I haven't posted in a while mostly because of 3 reasons.  1. Our computer is in our unfinished basement which is pretty cold so I don't like being down here for lengthy periods.  2. I'd rather take a nap and 3. Sewing the blanket for Baby-Who-Has-Yet-To-Be-Named has taken up much of my free time when not napping.  But the blanket is now done, it's sunny thus slightly warmer down here and if I hurry, I can still get in a good nap before Sarah wakes up.

I like any picture with Sarah and her dad.  Especially ones where she looks so tiny.

 We got this step stool for Sarah to use in the bathroom to brush her teeth and someday to get herself up to the toilet.  Instead it is in the kitchen all the time and this is all it is used for.

We went to Scofield a couple of weeks ago.  This is the first and probably last time we got Sarah into her snowsuit all winter.  We had to bribe her with candy.  She didn't care for sledding.  Her favorite thing to do was ask everyone if they were all right after sledding, tubing, or snowboarding down the hill.

 Another outfit picked out by Sarah.  She has on a t-shirt, a dress, a sweater, track pants and the diaper cover that matches that dress. And yes, I took her to the store like that. I'm hoping strangers assume she's the one that picked out her clothes.

I got a double jogging stroller so we just had to make a little house out of the box.  For the first couple of days, Sarah watched TV and took all her meals inside the house.  Then I moved it to the corner of the room and she kind of forgot about it. 

 Here's the baby's quilt.  Justin says it needs like 20 more yard markers and isn't quite to scale to a true football field.  There's some disagreement whether it is a football field in quilt form or a quilt design inspired by a football field.  Since I dreamed, designed, sewed and slaved over it, I'm telling you: it's the latter.  It took me forever to make since I had to wait for the fabric to go off sale to use my 50 percent off coupons and then only 1 per week.  And since I had to do all the math, that slowed me down too.  Plus I did the binding all by myself by hand so that seemed to take forever but I'm pretty pleased.  Now I just need a baby boy to spit up on it.

In other baby-related news, I've got 9 1/2 weeks left (yes, I'm counting half weeks) and I sure hope my skull survives.  I've had horrible, chronic headaches for the past 2 weeks or so.  Headaches that make me want to smack my had against the wall because that would feel better than the throbbing in my brain.  My doc gave me some Tylenol with codeine which resulted in some strange hallucinations involving Sarah coming into my bedroom and watching me sleep (in reality she was asleep in her room, I was dazed and confused) or not being able to sleep at all.  So I'm back to covering my head and neck in bags of frozen corn and leaving the mild opiates to the thrill-seekers. But other than that, I'm healthy, right on track and the baby is getting big and kicking for extra space.

Justin leaves for the Dominican Republic Monday night.  He'll be gone for 9 days with his study-abroad class.  Don't ask me what he's doing there exactly and he'll be mad that I don't know since we've talked about it a lot.  I have no memory or cognitive thinking skills as of late. He better bring me back something cool.

And here's a cute video of Sarah. 

Oh, and we got her a trike last week.  She loves it even though she doesn't do it right and it drives me crazy.  She'll try peddling for like 2 seconds and then say, "No, I'll walk" which means scoot along while sitting and getting her shoes caught on the peddles and back wheels.