I did it!!

This week has been so busy.

Brad has finished up finals. I finished up student teaching and spent the week working and cleaning and packing.

Who knew that a two room apartment could hold so much stuff? Seriously.
Then Thursday we moved out. We moved into Brad's mom's garage.

We are sleeping on her floor.

But we did buy a Cal King mattress, box springs, and frame for 100.00 on KSL. Great purchase. Now I don't wake up that much because Brad is bumping me, or hitting me in the face.

It was so much work to move out. Then I had two basketball games. We lost them both! But then I graduated on Friday!! I was so sleep deprived and dead tired. I had to wake up at six, after going to bed at midnight and packing and moving all day and playing two games of bball. Talk about tired. So...

I made it!!!!

I am a college graduate.

Summer actually graduated with me. It was fun to walk with her. 

I loved having family and all my friends surrounding me.

As I went to go walk to go sit down, I was like, wow this is it.

I made it!

I am now a teacher.

Can you believe that?

All the people who love and support me were there, and some couldn't make it!

We celebrated with a little lunch afterwords.

At Brad's mom's house! This is Sal throwing Faith, and Tiera (Landon's new fiance).

These are my beloved classmates...or those that we could find!

After the bbq Brad went to work.

And I took a three hour nap.

And then I went to the shower.

The dual shower.

Summer's baby shower, and Tiera's surprise bridal shower. 

Tiera had no idea. She had just met President Uchdorf and Monson and Sister Beck at Grant Bangerter's funeral, the man who married Brad and I, below post. And she was overwhelmed. Then she thought she was coming to her future sis in law's baby shower (and she was). So she began to cry when she saw her sister and mom there. 

Whoooof I'm running out of breath.

Paisley is my cousin Tess's daughter.She was the star of my pictures.

Summer opened presents...and Faith was all over that. Summer opened some diapers and Faith screamed in ahhh, and everyone was like, "Do you know what those are." Faith said, "Diapers for the baby's bum!" Of course she knew, she was just ultra excited!

The posters were super cute, Tiera's friends made the one for her, and Sally, Tess, Chels and I made the one for Summer.

Babies. Babies.

My sister in law has a baby. Her name is Sophia. My little sister Faith calls her soapy.


See Amanda's blog for pictures of soapy. CLICK.


So we had a shower, after she was born...to celebrate her birth.


Amanda got this pink blanket. Remi is coveting it in the background. THat is Sally's leg.

Yellow. Jaundis. We both just got out of the hospital. Not funny? Okay, it was the camera setting. Truth is..we dont have jaundis.

Shower Junkies.

Brittany. And Sophie. Um...Not me. Does that look like me? Okay, obviously it is not me. But yet, Amanda's sister Brittany.

Echo, and Mykah. Cousins.

Aunt Shelley and Baby Sophie. (Notice the head wrinkles on Sophie.)

Whoa! How did this get in there..he wasn't at the shower.

Actually...he did make an appearance. Um...if potentially we somehow had a child together...that child would be the cutest ever..with dimples. Brad..now come on...I am not saying you have a baby face..Nor am I saying you have to marry me..I'm just saying..I'm saying you are strikingly HandSome. With...dimples. I just have these cheeks that bunch up at the corners of my mouth. WE could do without those.

Let me show you him again at a zoomed out view.

After his roommates made him change his shirt for the date...because he couldn't wear the same sweaty shirt that he wore to the BYU UTAH game. I didn't care. I don't shower for like 4 days.

I have a feeling.

I like him.

I like Brad Clark.

A Lot.

Back to reality. Day dreaming there for a second. As always when we get together we take a picture of all the sisters.

Left to right.

Brooke, Echo, Tosha, ME, Sal, Summer, and Faith.

One detail. Sister Hannah she lives in Maryland. That's why she isn't in this picture. But that doesn't mean she still isn't our sister.

I gave up on being good looking at this shower and changed into bball shorts and an oversized t-shirt. Which is kinda an unattractive secret about me.... I like big t-shirts. A lot. Almost as much as I like Brad. Whatever not even close.

I tried to make this post more user friendly. Not so long-winded. But I will have you know. Yesterday when I was trying to read my book in the lib. I heard a girl and her boyfriend...(I think it was her bf...she said I love you at the end. But she didnt really talk as though she loved him...)

Her and her bf were talking on the phone in the hallway, right outside the 'quiet zone' I looked at her probably 3 times. The 'oh hi, I noticed you so I looked over here look'. She kept on arguing with him about why she walked out on the group of friends while he was there. It wasn't because she didn't want to spend time with him. It was because she had to get out of that environment.

I then gave her the 'okay, here I am looking at you again after reading my book and not being able to focus on Hannah and the Holocaust. And okay, there are your eyes meeting mine, okay now do you know that you are driving me crazy?'

Then I continued to hear about how she didn't walk out because she didn't want to be with him, but he was a little rude that night.

I looked over at her again with the 'please stop talking on your cell phone right now' look.

Then I heard about how he never interprets her right. He always thinks she is being rude.

I decided not to look over at her. I decided to slide down in my sofa chair and throw down my arms to my sides. With my book in one hand. Way exaggerated. Like I was about to heave my entire body towards her and start punching her in the face.

That was probably too much information.

She kept talking. From 5:07pm to 5:58pm I heard about how she walked outside, and all the deeper meaning in her walking outside.

I then had read approximately 7 pages in 51 minutes. And flipped through, threw? whatever. Flipped through seven other books. Including a baby names book.

Hulga? No? Ya, I was desperate for something that grasped my attention.

After I read the meaning of 34 names, I decided I needed to move. I gathered up my things...as I was walking out. She came walking towards me and grabbed my bag and hit me upside the head with it.

That was a lie.

She really just said goodbye to her bf. And said, 'love you' at the end. When really I know she hated him.

Thank you for letting me release the anger that welled up inside of me from 5pm to 9 am today.

Not that long.

Now I just got carried away up there.

I apologize.

Bye.