moving

Hello ye faithful followers who clearly have nothing better to do. In honor of my upcoming marriage, I have created a new blog: http://jesseandisabelle.blogspot.com/. It seemed weird to have a blog about me when nothing is about me anymore, it's about us. It's been real. See you guys over at the new blog.

Check out the new blog!

Love,
Lizzy

wedding planning, wooden mallards, and a lot of gratitude

Well, sorry it's been so long. I'm sure you are all being very understanding/kinder than I deserve about my absence, because wedding stuff is supposedly stressful/complicated. I have not found it to be so, quite honestly. I'm absurdly efficient and we've already put down the deposit for our honeymoon, ordered Jesse's wedding band (titanium with a rose gold strip, sandblasted finish) and are working on the custom work on mine (really thin rose gold band). My dear mother is insistent on handling the reception, which will certainly be lovely and I'm not really that worried about it. The temple appointment* has been made.

We took engagement pictures a few days ago, and it went surprisingly really well. We had the amazing photographer Heather Telford take our pictures, and although we are both awful at taking pictures/hate it, the session was actually pretty dang fun. It really was all Heather, we can't recommend her highly enough.

In fact, I have an awful lot of people to thank for all the help so far. Chris, the jeweler who kindly accommodated all of my one thousand questions and then custom requests for my ring, which is beautifully made and absolutely perfect. The lovely Carol, for putting up with my one thousand questions and custom requests for my wedding band. Our friends and families, who have all been so excited for us and willing to help us in everything we need.

I'm especially grateful for my fiance, who vacuums, and helps me do the dishes, and does not get angry when I win at Monopoly Deal three times in a row, and who doesn't think I'm stupid for that one time when I cried about pizza and it wasn't even anything to do with hormones. My fiance is probably better than yours, just saying. Okay, just kidding, but I'm quite partial to him myself.

The stressful part of being engaged has been being engaged. There are some serious forces out there who REALLY do not want us to get married. School is hard, and it's hard to be confident about myself and not just think I'll probably be a terrible wife and what is Jesse thinking! Marrying me of all people! And then spiral into despair. But don't worry. My jedi mind trick will defeat all the forces picking at my weaknesses to try and prevent me from the best decision I've ever made. Also, I get super duper distracted in class and almost never know what is going on when I'm called on because I've been spacing out for half an hour. So that's fun.

Anyways. Overall, being engaged is NOT all sunshiney rainbows. But it means I'm getting married, and that part, at least, is pretty. dang. great. 


Hugs and kisses,
Lizzy ;)

*Jesse and I are both LDS (members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, or 'Mormons') and will be sealed for time and all eternity in an LDS temple. 

i be gettin' marriaged.

Yes indeedy. It's pretty dang crazy. May 5th. 3 months and 17 days away. 

Full story to come.

Love,

Lizzy ;)

i am probably not dead. probably.

Sorry I've been gone for so long. It's been a little crazy round these parts.

First of all, I survived finals! Barely, but I did. That's probably the best I can say about it, though. Oh well.

Secondly, I went to Tillamook, Oregon (yes, that is a real place and yes, that is where they make the cheese and ice cream) for a week to visit Jesse and his family. It was fantastic and I really liked Oregon, although it did pour and was extremely windy almost the entire time I was there. Tillamook is an exceedingly small town, so we didn't do a whole lot, but it was really a wonderful week. We visited the cheese factory, of course, and saw a lot of beautiful stormy beaches and stormy waterfalls and stormy mountains and stormy green everything everywhere all of the time. We also watched a lot of movies, and played Monopoly Deal at least a hundred times. The back of the box isn't kidding--that game is addictive. Also, I do not enjoy losing at it.

I'm happy and also horrified to say I was completely myself around Jesse's family--there were incidents such as me stretching in a really strange way and explaining this by saying, and I quote, "I'm releasing my inner osprey." Yes, I know. Don't ask me where I get this stuff, it's somewhere in my brain and I definitely don't live there. Who would, it is full of rubbish.

I loved Jesse's family, and it was a fantastic break of a week. Really.

Sadly, school starts today.

Love,
Lizzy ;)

wishlist

Update: Sherlock Holmes has been purchased for me. Probably by some jag who agreed no Christmas presents in the first place.
Update #2: I got my Toms and a beautiful blue cashmere sweater for Christmas! Thank you to my mom and grandparents.

For all of you who feel socially obligated to get me a Christmas/birthday gift (my birthday is January 11th, by the way), I have made your life easier by making this wish list. This way you can know for sure I will love what you get me. And I will love what you get me. It's a win-win, really.

*Note: most of this stuff is kind of pricey. I am sorry about that. I just don't see the point of giving you a bunch of cheap things that would work as presents when I could give you a list of things I would absolutely love. Nobody has to buy me any of this, I will not be offended. You can just use this as inspiration for the kinds of things I want. Or you can just kick me in the head and call that a present. 


Double note: all links are direct links to the specific product.

black stonewashed cord women's classics. i am an 8.5. available at nordstrom or from toms

leather riding boots. 8.5-9. these are from lucky.

i love everything about this. from fossil. this bigger one is possibly more awesome, but i can't decide.

cashmere sweater. shown: in amethyst from nordstrom 

this is one of the best movies i've seen in a while. available from amazon for like $9.

that's all i can think of at the moment. i also enjoy books and jewelry. every girl likes jewelry. 

i feel like this list makes me look really shallow. but if you're reading this, you're planning on getting me things anyway, right? you are going to spend money no matter what i say, aren't you. you little devils. it may as well be on things that i actually would love. i mean that you could be 100% sure I would love. right? man. this is the worst.

also, world peace.

love,

Lizzy ;)

my life is weird

time is an invention of men incapable of love; paris 2010

Most of my life is sort of a train wreck. I once started crying in the middle of the Cougareat because I can't eat pizza. I am unable to do any kind of homework unless the sense of impending doom from not working overcomes me. All I know about the upcoming presidential election is that there are between two and eight candidates, and everyone I know hates at least two of them. I cannot cook rice, I have literally ruined it at least ten times. Even with a rice cooker. I work too much and I take too many classes at the same time. I'm writing a research paper on the benefits of exercise, but I have not exercised beyond walking to school since July. 

But honestly, life is good. I have a healthy, happy relationship with a man who doesn't care that I'm weird beyond all reason and do things like cry about pizza and ruin all rice. Actually that man is currently out of cell phone service until Sunday, dang it. *Note: you might think that having him in my life would cause me to do worse in school because I have less time for studying. I am happy to report that this is not the case, and when he is gone I still do very little studying.

I really like my job. I love the people I work with. I am good at it. My hours are more flexible than anyone I know. My biting sarcasm and inability to interpret human emotions is thought of as "hilarious" and "charming" instead of "extremely disturbing" and "horrible," (which terms, by the way are probably more accurate; the people I work with are not particularly sane either).

School is hard. And I hate it most of the time. But I really enjoy learning, and although the college lifestyle is certainly very difficult, there are a lot of good things about it. For example, a basketball game is more epic than Braveheart, which by the way I recently saw for the first time and although it was VERY edited I am forever scarred. 

My life is absolutely bizarre, but you know what? At least I'm not the roommate who lays fully clothed on the middle of the bedroom floor to sleep and, when asked, what on earth are you doing? mutters, "Yeah yeah, I just fell off my unicycle."

Love,

Lizzy ;)

joie de vivre

la joie de vivre by georges duhamel

In a lot of ways, my life is boring and mundane.

I "go to school" (I sleep through stats, learn about re-circumcision, un-circumcision, and various other extremely iffy subjects in Old Testament, and occasionally teach Psych 303).

I "go to work" (I listen to books on mp3 and laugh really hard with my 'coworkers'/only friends)

I "hang out with Jesse." Okay, that one needs to not be in quotes, because now it just sounds dirty. Don't worry. I am good. And we have a lot of fun together. On a scale of one to great, it is fantabulastic. And that is high praise, because I don't even know exactly what that means. Don't look it up; I invented it.

I think that in the business, they call this...happiness. You know, I think I like it. ;)

Love,
lizzzzard