Stats

June 22 2011 means....

Knowledge of Matt Lowrys existence for 8 years
Friends for 5 years
Dating for 7 months
Engaged for 2 months, 1 week

Wedding in 1 month, 28 days, 16 hours

Excitement level.... through the roof.
Stress level.... also rising.

Also... that I have become a complete cheese-ball. Sorry.

Little Sister

I am starting to realize that change is what life is. Don't get too settled into any stage. My once fuzzy headed, slightly chubby faced, little kid smelling sister is grown. It was kind of mind blowing to watch her go through the many graduating rituals. As we have got older it has seemed that the 4 year age gap has shrunk. Graduation weekend I feel like it was eliminated.

Nicole amazes me. I find her wittier, and smarter than most. I can no longer blame her academic success on my teaching her the Alphabet before she could walk. It is very possible this girl will take over the world.


Our little family is going through so many changes. So exciting, and I love them. But sometimes they kinda just make me wanna cry.

Temporary Return.

So this one time Matt Lowry purposed to me. And then he left the country.


The last 3 weeks have been weird. I spend all day planning a wedding and never see a finace. I started to feel like maybe I had made the whole thing up. (And some nice man had agreed to play along and talk to me on the phone for hours.)

Somehow work and life and everything worked out so I have been able to be in Utah all this week. Matt came home last Friday for Maikal and Brittneys wedding. Which was fantastic. I hoped in the Lowry mobile Sunday morning and came back to Utah with them. My mom and sister get here Wed night to start Wedding Dress shopping!!! Weird. Exciting. Trying not to be too picky.

Its so werid being in Provo and not having one thing I HAVE to do. I met Matt on campus yesterday and walking around by myself I kept feeling like I needed to go do a derivative or write a paper. I didnt. But Matt has enough homework for both of us. He is super busy with school. Yesterday we sat in the library and both read. He read Bio text books and I read Bridal magazines. Poor boy.

My mother sent me with a hefty Utah to-do list. A car is required for most of the do's. Matts car is a standard... Tiffany does not drive a standard. Until now. On University. Stalling in the middle of intersections. More than once. BY MYSELF. I think I will be walking from now on.
He once again showed his superior teaching and patient skills. But this pupil needs a heck of a lot more practice.

Matt is in a Marriage and Family class so I went with him last night. Some how we got voluntold for a demonstration infront of the entire class. O Hi, Im not actually a student here. The class was on communication and we were to give examples of validation. So we stand infront of strangers and compliment eachother. Kind of akward. But it was cute. Matt made all the girls "AWWWWWW". Ya. Hes mine.

This week has already been amazing. I love going around and doing the silly little things with Matt. How he makes every little task a fun adventure, I am not sure.

But it makes me super excited for life with him.

Crayons and Wine Glasses

What is this you ask?

Its Matt and I celebrating Easter. I LOVE dying eggs... and Matt claims he hadn't done it in 15 years. Thus, it was at the top of our to-do list before he left for BYU, right beside rolling every penny in the Lowry house.

To class it up a bit, we added Martinellis.



Great care was given to each egg. (But you can't really tell by the finished product)



We finished all the hard-boiled eggs... but hadn't got our dying-jollys in yet. So we started dunkin the uncooked ones too.



We decided that when we have kids we will dye eggs with them... put them to bed... and then dye our own.

LOVE

I just wrote an obnoxiously long post on some recent activity in my life. Its cheesy, drawn out, and meant for my journal. I have opted for a more precise method of sharing the same message.

The friendship rock of 2007.....




Has become the love rock of 2011





As of August 20th we will be Mr. and Mrs. Lowry. It feels like a dream... a far fetched dream... come true. I could not be more excited to marry my best friend in the entire world.

February Wish List

I didn't make a wishlist for Christmas and apparently I am in a needy mood. So here is my delayed wish list.

1- To be in Utah March 4th for Rylies wedding. If I had a demand list I would put this one there. I don't know how I will get there or who I can convince to come with me, but it needs to happen.

2- I would really really like if the Chicken Factory didn't steal my boyfriend everyday from three till midnight. Kind of cramps my style.

3- To follow tradition, I have another outlandish summer adventure planned. I would really like this one to work out. And I would like the $4000 needed to make that happen.

4- The never-ending-death-cold to go away. I have had it forever and I am just sick of feeling crappy.

5- A little bit of warmth. I'm not asking for much here... just stop snowing for a day or two and lets bring up the temperature up to a solid -5 (no wind). This -20 blizzard is starting to get a tad depressing.

Here is my delayed thank-full list from Thanksgiving

1- The daddy daughter date that is my week. Mother and sister are in Utah. Pops and I go to random movies, conduct food experiments, and attend bull auctions. He is a hilarious man.

2- Matt. He surprises me with flowers on my grumpy days and soup on my sick days. 3 months today!

3- Best friends. I have the best in the world.

4- My slow paced life. Its starting to get old... but no school, no work.. I have waited years for this!

5- Pooch aka my sister. I hang out with her more than any other female. Our frequent sleepovers and late night chats have really made me realize what a gem she is.

Its not a walk in the park.

My mom is wise in many areas. One of those areas is random activity-ing. I am sure as a teen she never suggested a movie or bowling. Her idea this weekend- snowshoeing.

It has been something I wanted to try for a long time. I think that is because after 22 years of life I am still searching for a winter sport I love (see previous post).

The idea is casually brought up to Matt. "O we have a bunch of those at my house" Of course you do. Friday night the YSA dance was cut (which I pretend to be upset by, but I'm actually a little relieved) and hunt down the large tub full of snowshoes.

I wanted to leave at 10 sat morning... Waterton trips are supposed to start at like 7 right? Matt says thats kinda early... how about 11. I rudely refuse that offer. It is set 10.

I get a call at 10:02. Waking me up. Maybe 11 was a really good idea.

We pull out of ol' 1202 at 11:30ish. And somehow end up eating Chinese food. So not a Smith thing to do- but Im glad we went with the Lowry way on that one.

We drive up Cameron road. Park. And realize we have no idea whatsoever about how to commence a snowshoeing activity. We strapped um on and started waddling around.


I felt like a pirate... or a bank robber. But that lil beauty is a must when its -30

Will just couldn't get enough of the white stuff.

She had beard envy

And here is when we finally made it to the North Pole. Matt investigates.

By the end of the 4 hour trek we were all 100% parched. Matt walks in the river to try and quench his thirst. Will goes to take a sip. Denied. Here they argue the likelihood of beaver fever. For quite some time.

I am a fan of this winter activity. I know Courtney Merrill is going to judge me for that, she will think everything about this particular adventure is the worst. My butt was less sore than after snowboarding, I feel like I got a good work out, and I could actually soak in some of the gorgeousness!


To those who had to put up with me on the adventure, I apologize for my negative attitude and constant complaints. Apparently thats how I show I am enjoying a winter outing.