A Saturday well wasted.

My roommates and I, we are more than a little obsessed with weddings.
Last month, we attended the bridal fair at Provo High.
While there, we signed up for several drawings.
I signed up for one at David's Bridal. It turned out that I was simultaneously signing up for an appointment to try on wedding gowns.
The other day they called me to confirm, and I, being the pushover that I am, could not stand to tell them that I am not only not interested in buying any of their dresses, but that I am not even, in fact, engaged.
So I confirmed.
Awkward.
Today my roommates accompanied me to my wedding dress appointment.

Long story short, it went something like this.

P.S. My dream wedding dress is not at David's Bridal.
P.S.S. What the heck Utah? You call this February? I haven't been snowboarding once this year.
P.S.S.S. Insanity kicks my butt. And my complaints about it are bragging in disguise.

Sorry St. Valentine :(

As much as I really wanted to bah-humbug this dumb holiday, I can't after today. Anyone who read my post a year ago knows why Valentine's Day has never exactly been my favorite holiday, and even though I had planned to really try to get festive and fun with it this year and try to enjoy and appreciate it, yesterday rolled around and I just didn't want to deal with it. (As much as he COMPLETELY deserves it for being the best boyfriend in the whole wide world) I was stressed out about being under so much pressure to do something for Ryan and I didn't know how I was gonna make it happen. It came to the point that I decided I wasn't going to do anything and I would surprise Ryan with something some other time when it WASN'T demanded of me.

But then, I woke up to this

It took me a few minutes after waking up to realize that I had not, in fact, spilled or broken something in my sleep, but that there were rose petals on my floor directing me to a very sweet, happy surprise downstairs. Silly, cheesy, and totally perfect. It wasn't so much that it made me feel like a terrible girlfriend in comparison, and it was just enough to make me melt.
And as I spent my day trying to figure out last minute how to prove to him that I absolutely adore him and that his little gestures mean the world to me, I started to feel bad that I also neglected to express my love for all of the other people in my life who are so, so important to me, who also deserve to be celebrated. My roommates, my family, the people I work with. I think they all know they are special to me, but of course they deserve to be actually shown that once in awhile. I know this post is probably too little too late, but I hope those people who are close to me and with whom I spend most of my time know that I appreciate so much everything you do for me, and the love you have for me, because it has made such a difference in my life.
In the end, I decided to make the best of the time I had left to express my affection to my incredible significant other, and enlisted some help from good friend Braxton to sneak balloons, chocolates, and a love poem I wrote for him into his house. The surprise didn't go quite as smoothly as I would have liked, but the night turned out really good anyway :)

On my honor, I will not take Valentine's Day for granted next year! I love you all, and I hope your day was as happy as mine was.

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What I need to do today:

Go to class

Take a test

Get my hair done

Make my bathroom look like this

And my kitchen look like this

What I want to do today:

Sleep