My Somebody

When I was in Jr. High my friend coined the phase "her somebody". In what were rare girly moments for me we would sit on the floor of her bedroom and listen to a collection of Michelle Branch and Mandy Moore and other girly music about perfect boys and horrible break ups. Doesn't sound like me right? Well picture a couple girls painting their nails and doing hair and all that, then picture me sitting in the corner feeling a little awkward pretty bored and usually hungry. But it was there that I learnt the concept of the Somebody. The Somebody is that boy that's out there you probably haven't met yet, but you can never be too sure, he's that boy that might not be perfect but is perfect for you, basically its the somebody who you will someday fall in love with. Stubborn tomboy that I was, I'll  admit, I liked the Somebody theory. 

WARNING- This is going to be one of those blog posts. What can I say I'm engaged!! Beware PDA ahead.... 

I would have never guessed that my Somebody would play football.....

Or that my Somebody would be roughly a foot taller than me and that his hands placed one on top of the other would take up the entire length of my arm from my shoulder to my elbow

There is no way I could have known that my Somebody would be the youngest of an all boy family, just like I am the youngest of an all girl family

I never thought that I would find my Somebody and then have to ask him to wait for me while I studied the things that I love in a place far from home

But I did always know that my Somebody was going to have to be funny. Because, come on, it's me. 

I knew that my Somebody would be my best friend. I just didn't know that we would be best friends from the first night that we met. 

I couldn't have known that after we started dating my Somebody would refer to me as "my girl"... or how much I would like it when he did

I didn't know that my Somebody would find me so soon! I am so glad that he did, because life is just better now that he is in it. 

the Good the Bad and the Flood

I love my family. I am so excited that Parker and I will be our own family in 46 days. I feel so blessed that I get to be a part of his amazing family.

My last post was about spending some fun family bonding time up in Park City. It was so much fun to play games, (including extreme hide and go seek and a little game we like to call werewolf) watch movies, stay up late, eat yummy food, hot tub, watch some baseball, and just be together as a family. When it was time to go home I was a little bummed out because who wants that much fun to end ever? But being a family is more a than playing games and hanging out.

My sister came back from this trip full of fun to a flooded home. The reason for this fun trip to PC was because all of the kids were out of school for Spring Break and my sister and her family had been gone for several days of flooding. Needless to say it was horrible. My mother was actually the first on the scene. She was bringing some things home for my sister and arrived even before they did. She  found the flood called the fire department and started to bring up everything she could from the basement.

We as a family rushed to get there but were beat by several neighbors and friends that rushed over to help as soon as they saw the fire trucks pull up. There was so much work to be done but there were so many helping hands. When I arrived my sister was crying. I assumed that it was because her basement was full of muddy water and her belongings were soaking wet in piles in the garage. I instantly threw my arms around her to tell her it would be alright, we would fix it. Through her tears she managed to say "I know, I know. But just look at all of my neighbors who were here even before I was." It was then I realized that as terrible as the situation was my sister was crying because she was overwhelmed by the love of those around her so willing and eager to help. She held herself together so well dealing with all of the stress directing us in what needed to be done.

There was lots of sorting and drying to be done outside. Parker and I helped down stairs cutting and hauling wet carpet. I could not believe how much water was still there, because by that time they had been pumping it out for over an hour. The only other time I saw my sister get choked up was when she saw how soaked Parker was from moving the wet carpet. He tried to tell her that of course we were going to be helping and that we were happy to do so, but all she could say was "but you are all wet." I am sure that there were several other instances that day when my sister expressed extreme gratitude to everyone there.

This experience really moved me. The disaster of the flood is no where near over. There is still so much to be done before my sisters home will be put back together. I am amazed by her positive outlook and the way that her family is handling everything. I had to write this down. I had to try and convey some of the feelings I feel when I see my family band together to handle the fast balls life throws at us. There is no way to say that the flood was fun bonding the way that PC was. It was quite the opposite. But that is what is so great about families. They aren't just there to play games and hang out. Because forever is going to be filled with all sorts of good, bad, and flooding.

Last Weekend .....

Finals week is ok. It is nice to just feel done. But the weeks leading up to finals week are the worst. So I am glad to report that the weekend before all the craziness starts was amazing.
Friday Nicole threw me a shower with all of the kick awesome girls that I met in London. There is a special bond that comes with living in a house that many girls. I can not express my appreciation for every girl that came to celebrate with me. It was such a blast to see everyone. I had forgotten how loud it gets when we are all together. It was exciting to hear what they have all been doing with lives since we have been back in the States. Not being on facebook and being out of the loop for the most part, I just wanted to hear what everyone had been up to. It meant so much to me that everyone took the time to come. Not to mention I got some pretty sweet gifts. THANK YOU THANK YOU  to all the London girls and to Nicole for hosting and Amanda for her freaking yummy cake.

(basically dyed my hair to look more like Nicole for the occasion. not really but sort of looks like it)

This is everyone playing some fun shower game. I won.

I am never very good at taking pictures, and Friday night I was so distracted by everyone and everything that was going on I hardly got any. So if any of you that are reading this have pictures you want to share... send them my way!
Saturday Parker and I took a spontaneous trip to Park City with my family. My sisters and their kids were all staying up there and I was feeling so swamped with everything that was going on I didn't think we would be able to go. But Saturday we decided it would be worth it and boy was it!

This is what we were greeted by when we walked in the front door.

We caught on pretty quick. 

And yeah those stairs are as steep as they look. 

This trip was so much fun it deserves a post of its own, but for now I'll just say it capped off one of the very best weekends ever. 

Now we are trying to get back into the swing of things and survive the final weeks before finals week.