I appreciate your concern, but...

So there I am at 9:00 a.m. waiting in the Chiropractors office awaiting the relief that will soon follow from a little crackin of the back. It's early enough in the day that I don't have a lot of things on my mind yet and it's a good day. The Dr. calls my name because it's my turn, I lay on the table and the first question out of his mouth before he asks how my back is doing is "So, how's the boyfriend?"

So much from my good morning.

I had to break the news to him and inform him that, once again, there is no boyfriend.  I had hoped by the tone of my voice he would catch the fact that the topic should be changed and conversation of "boyfriend" over.

Nope...

He then proceeded to tell me that around his office, they all guessed I was jugglin multiple men each weekend.

That sounds sketchy, I know. But it wasn't.

15 minutes of my 30 minute appointment was consumed of DATING ADVICE from my chiropractor!

MY CHIROPRACTOR!

Things like, "well, the guys are most likely more nervous than you to talk to you, so you should initiate some conversations to ease their nerves." or, "a smile goes a long way." and "you'd be surprised what a touch on the elbow will do".

OK... I can understand the little nudges here and there from the family and friends, but really? Him?

It's not as weird when I walk into my aunt an uncles house and the first thing Devin asks me is whether or not I'll be getting married anytime soon. Then after I reply with that answer that everyone hates he says "Oh... I better start praying for you then. How about we say a prayer right now?"

Thank you for your deep concern world, but I'm fully aware of the fact that I am single. And, it's okay.

Most days :)

{Mason Moore} St. George, Utah Senior Photographer

Remember me? I used to take pictures all the time, then I decided that I needed to take the year off so I could focus on finishing school. I've missed it SO much - not school, photographing cool people like you. I've been working on a few things that I will be posting here soon! 

A few weeks ago, I went down to St. George during a week off of school and was able to do Mason's senior pictures! Before this shoot, I was thinking of maybe not doing photography anymore. Thank goodness for this shoot and helping me realize that I never want to take a year break from photography again. Worst. Decision. Ever.

Here is Mason Moore. Mason is pretty cool. I mean, he plays Lacrosse! I feel like my life is that much more cool now that I know someone who plays Lacrosse. Mason also loves having his picture taken. I'm really glad that I was able to be apart of the highlight of his senior year of high school ;)  And, how cool is it that he wore a TUX?! 

Enjoy! 

And show me some love down in the comments section. It's been a while!

Pictures taken in Snow Canyon State Park

"If we spend our days waiting for fabulous roses, we could miss the beauty and wonder of the tiny forget-me-nots that are all around us."

"Never stop striving for the best that is within you. Never stop hoping for all of the righteous desires of your heart. But don’t close your eyes and hearts to the simple and elegant beauties of each day’s ordinary moments that make up a rich, well-lived life." -- President Uchtdorf.

"The happiest people I know are not those who find their golden ticket; they are those who, while in pursuit of worthy goals, discover and treasure the beauty and sweetness of the everyday moments. They are the ones who, thread by daily thread, weave a tapestry of gratitude and wonder throughout their lives. These are they who are truly happy." -- President Uchtdorf

Why is trusting in the guy upstairs so hard when life is so good?

First of all, can I just say how annoying Facebook is? Why do they have to always change things...

Anyways.

I'm kind of having a month long anxiety attack. And by kind of, I mean I am.

I'm supposed to graduate in December. That's a lot of pressure when the final semester turned out to be 19 credits worth of terribleness. Hooray for graduation (or the possibility of) and not hooray for what comes after that.

Growing up, I thought I'd be the girl that got married at age 20, graduated college, had a few kids, then turned 30 with nothing but raising kids left to do. Yes, I was a naive teenager. Looking back, it seems a lot more fun than what life has turned out to be.  I'm not saying I have a bad life, because I know I'm so lucky with everything I have. I'm just saying.... REALLY?!

I'M READY TO MOVE ON!

Yeah. I said it.

Come January, I will be that girl that is staying in Provo (better yet, Orem) to wait and get married. I never thought I'd be that girl, or never ever wanted to be that girl. But, guess who I get to be? That girl.

Why am I having such a hard time trusting that things will work out? I mean, am I really going to just be the friend that is always designing everyones wedding announcements (leaving of course the most bomb of them all design in my head, for the wedding)?

Basically, the other night I realized that my next birthday I will be 25, and I've started to panic. Mostly because all my life plans have always included... you know... the husband and kids stuff.

Why is trusting in the guy upstairs so hard when life is so good?


Yes, I know I'm just 24 (I'm not 25 yet...), but really? Lets get this party started!

And, yep. I just blogged about how I think I should get married and can't. 
I'm cool.

19 credits

I hate homework. 

yep, I said hate.

All 19 credits worth.

The end.

If I Had A Million Dollars

I dream of planning an event that isn't put on by a non-profit organization.  Because, finding sponsors in Utah is like finding a tall single man that LDS in Utah to fall in love with you.  (Hypothetically speaking, of course.) It's just almost impossible.

It's hard work to feed 750 people on a LOW budget.  And I'm glad it's most likely the last one I have to ever do.

That's all.
With that said, you should totally come to this.  It will be fun if... people, you know... show up!

Let Freedom Ring

Remember that one time I sat on the FIELD on the 2ND ROW at the STADIUM OF FIRE with BRAD PAISLEY?

Okay now, let me back up...

Freedom Festival.  Have you heard of it?  It's a big celebration of America.  Yes, I celebrate America (so many people this year have asked me if I do... I live here. duh.)  This is going to be a hard year to beat for my celebrating of America.  And, it's all thanks to two great guys!

A week ago we kicked the week off with a Patriotic Service that was oh so emotional.  Tears were shed.  During the service, they presented a mother with a flag in honor of her son who died in the war.  It was really one of the coolest things I have ever seen.  The rest of the service was great too.  Even Miss America was there.  It was an excellent production of why we celebrate America.




The next event I attended was a Gala!  A GALA!  Who even goes to those?  I went with my friend Emory.  He wore a tux, I wore my version of Kate Hudson's yellow dress in How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days.  It couldn't be exact because, well, her entire backside is exposed along with a lot of her front side, but it had a small train!  Chad took Tania, a friend from the ward so we were able to hang out while the guys were off doing business with the famous folk of Utah.  Might I add, BRUCE from CHANNEL 5 NEWS was there!  We. Were. Starstruck.  Other greats such as Stephen R. Covey, General Authorities, Alan Osmond and so on were also in attendance.  A professional singer, Dallyn Vail Bayles, provided the entertainment which was just amazing.  His performance of Bring Him Home was the best I had EVER heard in my life.  We were all impressed.  The menu had steak and salmon on it, and Tania and I were stressing out about that decision.  Not to worry though, we were all served BOTH! The dessert was interesting.  It was a pear dish that came in a purse.  A food purse though.  Weird.  It was a top night.

Saturday night, Mer and I were getting ready for Stadium of Fire when Emory called.  Odd, since it was such a busy night for them with Stadium of Fire.  Turns out he was just calling to offer us 6 2nd row seats!  SIX 2ND ROW SEATS! Okay.  Are you understanding more in full circle the awesomeness of my friends?  A gala, now this?  Awesome. I told Mer, and her response was "I think we need to hug".  It was then followed by the next 3 hours before the show, full of screams, jumping up and down, more screams etc. You get the picture. The night was bound to be magical. And, it was!  We were probably 98% excited for Brad, and 2% excited for David.  The show was seriously SO awesome!  Brad came down off the stage a few times, and I could have touched him if I wanted to he was so close to me.  But, I kept my cool and let him be.  Also, he's short which was sort of a disappointment.  It's okay, Brad... it never would've worked out between us anyways.  I will forever need to sit 2nd row at Stadium of Fire.  Even if I have to pay the $130. It's that great down there.

The show was magical.  It's the only word that describes such an experience. Really.

I love America.