Happy Happy Happy Monday!

...which started with a happy happy happy HAPPY saturday

probably the best saturday of my life

ever ever ever

okay, let's cut to the cheese

i mean, chase

you'll probably get both

because after all,

I'M ENGAGED!

it's kinda cool. kinda unreal. kinda mostly just awesome.

want the story?

oh, i knew it.

can i start at the very very beginning though because it's such a good story and even though i'll probably bore you to death with it, i want you to have the full experience

i'll try and leave out all unnecessary words. it may even turn into a poem.

poem engagement story

who am i?!

once upon a time

i didn't make the dance major at byu

so i went to ucmt

and on the first day i knew 100% i needed to be there

and not at byu

so within like 2 days

i become bff with this awesome possum girl named

TIFFANY

and she's the best friend a girl could ever have

super sweet, super cute, super hilarious, super fun

laughs at all my jokes

lets me call her turkey cupcake

(my nickname christening abilities are amazing, I know)

etc.

well, we became all buddy buddy

and she decided to set me up with her brother's best friend

months pass

then one day we're on break and i bring up that one kid

what was his name?

bryson?

right, bryson...

...you should text him

so she did

and he wanted to see a pic

well, we decided one of my model pictures would be a good idea

{i think it was the first pic from this post}

and within a minute he replied

"i'm in"

hehe

i believe it was the next day that i got this text

skipped the falling in love warning though

then imagine dragons concert

cold stone

thor

circus

sushi

longboarding

scum

words with friends

cafe rio

studying

harry potter halloween costumes

tennis

stick shift driving

picnic
bowling

kid history

and a lot of other things

turned into me falling for this truly amazing person

i knew after two dates

he's known for about 16 years

intermission

The Body Issue: Part 2

I remember it most in high school.
The weighing, the skipping meals, the worrying.
Worry worry worry
I wasted so much time worrying!
I worried about my bubble bum in ballet
I worried about eating school lunch
I worried about fitting in size 0's
I was told all the time that I was skinny
Tiny
After a while, I thought that was who I was
And that if I woke up one day and wasn't, I wouldn't be me.
My body began to define my spirit
I realize now how potentially dangerous that is to a soul
My focus was skinny and the byproduct was a small obsession
And a lot of wasted time
(It could have been so much worse)
Now balance is the focus.
I am healthy and happy
I have learned to love myself and others
I am stronger
I am wiser
I am less critical
I am closer to the Lord
And I'm still thin--but that isn't the point.
The point is I am trusted with a divine gift
Everyone is
And we choose every day whether we'll
Care for it
or abuse it

Choose the first one

The Body Issue: Part 1

So...I've been debating whether to do this or not

It's personal

And people might not like it

But I think I should

Here it goes

I used to not have a very healthy image of myself

Not in an extreme way, just in subtle ways.

I would say that most, if not all girls

go through phases of 

hating her body

loving her body

wishing her body...

changing her body

conforming her body

starving her body

critiquing her body

etc. etc. etc.

I did that

Sometimes I still do

And I think a lot of people don't understand

That the 5'3" 110 ish pound girls

worry just as much as everyone else

So

I want to switch up this blog a little bit

I'll still post the pics and stories of Life a la Erin

But I want to talk about my testimony of

the human body

I hope you will read this little series

And that if you don't already

You will learn to love your body

Cuz it's pretty cool

The Boy is Back in Town (The boy is back, the boy is back)...

The Sunny Sunny Sunnies for this Lovely Week

• B came back from Brazil. Tan, which is new. And as sweet as can be, which is not. I have said it before and I will say it again. . . I love airports. P.S. I am also oh so grateful that he served his mission before we met. Those two weeks felt like foreva. 
• CHRISTMAS! My momma is the best and gave me gift cards to like every restaurant in Utah so the boy and I have free dates from now until Independence day! Add in the Pass of All Passes from B and we may last until Thanksgiving. I exaggerate, I know. 
• Playing Bananagrams on Christmas. Winning this game with my clever placement of "Pathology" (how do you like that you UCMTers?) I want it for my birthday, just so everyone knows. The game, not a disease.
• Losing every single pound I gained over the holidays with the worst case of the stomach flu this girl has ever had. Actually, this really isn't happy, but that I'm back to solid foods is very happy indeed.
• New Years Party: Awesome food, hilarious friends, Star Wars Wii game - complete with lightsabers, Step Up 3, and a pretty decent kiss. I have a good feeling about 2012.
• My New Year's Resolutions. TBA...soon.
• The look on B's parent's faces when I was peeling his back (all that sun...) Typical Saturday night activity for us.

Sorry no quotes this week

Happy Monday!