Most... AHHHHHHH! I'm sorry!

To mine dearest love,

I love you! I'm sorry that I haven't updated since forever! I still love you like mad!

Love, yourn biggest ... person who loves you

DOH MINE GOLLYWOGGLES!

What a lovely and creative title, no? I thought so when I typed it about two seconds ago. What? You would like to know the cause for such an explosion of noise and letters? Well, I'll tell you.

I bought Andrew's WEDDING BAND today! :) Talk about a happy moment! I felt... happy. Just all sorts of happy. And proud. And happy. And delighted. And excited. And happy. Really. *happy sigh* It's a spiffy ring, too. Sleek and snazzy, just like my man is.

I did my Shakespeare final today, so that class is OVER! Good grief. Talk about blogging crises! Yes, plural, because plural is the number of catastrophes and chaotic moments that involved that blog. We mostly just sat around and talked to each other in groups about how we did during the semester and how we achieved the learning outcomes for the course.

Andrew and I are looking at apartment tonight. It's a basement apartment. The owners? A cute old couple, she's 79, he's 82. Isn't that absolutely DARLING?! I think so. There are some things that Andrew and I just have to get done before we leave on Friday. We've gotten most of them taken care of (get rings, get engaged, and get engagement pictures), so now housing is the big thing that we've got on our lists. Well, that and finals and packing and cleaning checks. So, no big deal.

Claira, my roommate and a lovely girl, is also getting married this summer. That makes me happy. She's getting married on May 21. That makes me a little jealous because I have to wait until August, but really, I love August now. She ordered her wedding dress online, and it came in the mail today. She's taking it in to get altered to fit her style a little more, and also to put sleeves on. She got it for under a $100, so she can afford to do things like that.

My mom is giving me her wedding dress, which makes me very happy and excited! I've always loved that dress! She had Grandma send it down from Idaho, and she got it in the mail today! I want to go home and try it on! It fit last time I tried it on! I'm so excited! :)

Well, that's the brief update. I'm going to write in my journal and pack a little before going to look at the house apartment tonight. Have a glorious day!
And that's the brief update.

Freedom! And Some GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD News!

So now that that Shakespeare blog is done, I can actually just focus on one blog, and get more stuff on here. Yay for the semester having one last week! Boo for that last week being finals! Ighs, but I don't like all this testing going on. Why do they do that to us? Isn't it enough that we give them lots of money? Oh well, press on!

OH! The good news.... I'M ENGAGED! As of Tuesday. I'm now sporting the most beautiful ring in the world, given to me by the most wonderful man in the world! :) Happy me! Yes, happy me indeed. Andrew and I are getting married in the Portland, Oregon Temple at 1:00 on Friday, August 12. I'm getting sealed to me sweetie! Haha. Sometimes I just so excited I freak out and have to call my mom and gush about it, or grab some poor person who happens to be standing close to me. Believe it or not, that's usually Andrew. :)

I must run off and finalize me some finals (or at least study for them), but life is good, brothers and sisters. Life is good.

Basketball, Andrew, Jimmer, and Other Important Things

So I may or may not be obsessed with BYU basketball... Actually, I just am. There is no way around it, and I have no excuse, or, I have no reason. And I don't need one. As part of the BYU nation, I am responsibly worshiping at my Jimmer shrine and following all games and records that say JIMMER anywhere near it. This obsession, healthy or otherwise, is constantly fueled by Andrew and MJ. I must say that it is terribly exciting to be encouraged in an obsession by two people who are equally obsessed with that same obsession with which you are obsessed. Lovely, no?

But we didn't win the MWC today. Jimmer made 52 points in last night's game, and tonight?... Only 30. But he played the whole game. Crazy. Poor boy must have been tired.

Speaking of last night, Andrew and I sat around and watched a whole lot of Shakespeare, mainly adaptations of The Taming of the Shrew. We watched the good old classic with Elizabeth Taylor, and then ran back up the hill to return it to the HBLL before the 4 hour check out was over at 8:44... And then we stopped in the Wilk... and went in... and became part of the crowd pressing against the bars in front of the BYU Bookstore, because there was a TV in there that had the game playing. And that was one heck on an amazing experience. There was only five minutes left, and there was a lot of bonding going on with us kids outside of that gate. Good times, good times. It was also stressful, because we couldn't hear, and we could hardly see what was happening since it was so far away... But this one chap had brilliant eyes, and he could see the tiny numbers on the bottom of the screen, so he kept us lowly people updated. Kindly man, him.

After winning that game (and therefore second in the Conference), Andrew and I came back home and watched Kiss Me, Kate, a musical version of the movie we had just watched. That was exciting. I think that I am going to get Andrew some of those costumes. I think he'd look rather dashing sporting those yellow and pink tights, don't you?

Andrew's just been a real peach going along with me this weekend. My Shakespeare class requires a lot of attention, and he is very supportive the whole way. What a wonderful little ... I just looked over at him to receive some inspiration for a comparison, and I am left for ... I have no words. He's shlumped back, sunk halfway into the couch cushions, with his legs extended out onto the coffee table. He's wearing mismatching socks (MY INFLUENCE! :) I'm so proud... polka dots and argyle!) and is staring blankly into the computer screen perched on his lap. He is a very handsome old caveman. He also had two fingers scratching the top of his head when I looked over. Yup. That's my old guy. :)

Life is getting increasingly better. The stresses from this week are starting to go away. Granted, the new stresses from this next week are already looming on the horizon, but what's the point of life if you can't be happy? A joie de vie is NECESSARY to make it through anything. I am happy. Life is wonderful. Maybe it's because I got a 94% on my French test. Maybe it's because I have a wonderful friend puddle in APT 9. Maybe it's because MJ and I are both cripples today. Maybe it's because I have a wonderful, wonderful old caveman who calls me his little lady. Maybe it's because I'm at a great university. Maybe it's because I live in a cute little apartments with sweet girls who help make it a home. Maybe it's because I have so many blessings that I can't count them all.

Or maybe it's just because I'm wearing Passionate Mulberry polish.

SUNSHINE, Lollipops, and Rainbows....

Today was a LOVELY day, full of SUNSHINE, full of caressing breezes that played with your hair, and full of lots of Nutella on wheat toast. Can a day get any better? I would suggest to you that, no, it cannot. In addition to all other greatnesses of the day, I did my nails. Passionate Mulberry for the fingers, and Chocolate Chiffon for the toes. I look and feel pretty and feminine. Well, maybe not so pretty right now, since it's 11:11 (MAKE A WISH!) and I'm wearing out... But still. :) It's the feeling that counts!

AndWOOOOOOOOOOOO and I were walking back home from eating lunch at the Cannon Center... and then we saw a hill. It just came out of no where, and ATTACKED us! (Rather unsporting of that hill, doncha think?) It was just there. And perfectly sloped. And completely slathered in sunshiney warm gooey goodness. We were sucked in like an Andwoo to a Brazilian flag. It was impossible to resist. We lounged upon the hillside, claiming we were doing schoolwork. It was a rather enjoyable experience until the wind decided to join the party and chuck some of the leftover cold down the backs of our shirts. (What a prankster, that wind fellow!)

So we came home.. and watched... THE JIMMER! It's the Mountain West Conference tournament (or something like unto that name) this weekend, and we're first seed! Woot woot! We beat TCU today, like we should have, but it was a much harder game than it should have been. Crazy. The brackets continued and we're going to play New Mexico tomorrow. They're the only ones who beat us twice. We're excited.

I tried cooking something in Utah that worked at home... and didn't work so well here. I suppose I'll just have to pull a me and make changes to the recipe so it fits my needs and wants and altitude. We'll see how that goes this weekend.

I just really love the way that my fingernails look while typing, and they're just a pretty color, and they look so cute! That's all for today, though... More blabbing to come.

Blessing Binge

So, I love my knee high socks. And I love my amazingly wonderful man. He's pretty much the best thing in my life right now. He thinks I'm pretty even if my nails aren't pretty, and my hair's falling out of its bun, and I fall over from a lack of vivaciousness... Wow. What a lot of valiant gentlemanliness.

I went from FairyTale Ivory to Passionate Mulberry, and I feel much better about my life. It's been crazy this week. Lots of up and downs. My life is filled with pleasures, joy, and blessings that I cannot overlook. They make me happy. My family, I love without end. Did I ever tell you that I'm the second of ten kids? Well, I am. And I love every single one of them. Each child is wonderful and unique. Each has a million different facets. How wonderful they are. I shall be including some Chelson Family Legends on here shortly. I am also blessed by my strong faith in my religion. What blessings flow from a loving Father in Heaven! I also have the great opportunity to be going to a distinguished university. I love learning!

I have listed some of my many blessings... and now my life is much happier. Like when you go from the nasty half chipped sparkly nail polish to a smooth, glossy coat of a cute and peppy berry pink. Which has, for some unknown reason, already chipped. Good grief.

I'm going to write another post that has the other news in it, because they don't exactly flow with this. Yay for more posts! Just know that I am grateful, and I am happy, no matter what trials come along. There are too many joys to be brought down for too long. :)

Fairytale Ivory... from LAST Month

That's the kind of fingernail polish I'm wearing right now. It's been over a week since I posted my first blurb, and it's been one N of a week! (For those of you who are wondering what that phrase means, one of my friends, MJ, turned my name into an emphatic word of the variety often used to express discontent and/or dissatisfaction with the current situation. It can also be used to express excessive delight and/or pleasure over the current situation. Use your own discernment to out which tense is being used.)

I have to make and keep a blog for my Shakespeare class. Believe it or not, it's a blog about Shakespeare and my interactions with his works. It's definitely an amazing blog. And it's definitely entertaining, since I spend a goodly amount of time trying to get my "other" apartment to read Hamlet with me. And they actually like it.

I spend a lot of time at apartment 9 with my boys. I'm more or less part of the apartment now, even they admitted it. Now the list of roommates includes MJ, Buh Randon, Matthew, and Andrew. MJ is the one that turned my name into an expression. My dear boys and I made an all chocolate Boston cream pie yesterday. It was a very large creation due to the fact that a certain friend of mine whose name starts with B and ends with N confused a 1/2 TEAspoon with a 1/2 TABLEspoon. In order to save the recipe we did some random doubling of batches and made a whole bunch of nonsense. When Andrew and MJ had helped me to stack everything (we had three rounds cut into halves, so six of those, and then the pudding filling), we had what looked like a recreation of that cake the fat kid eats on Matilda. It was huge, soggy, and very chocolatey, especially when I put the chocolate sauce on top. It tasted FANTASTIC. Life is better with a big chocolate cake.