Funny Little Tidbit

So I decided to take an art class winter semester, which was a bad idea in the first place because of how much time that class alone took. My teacher expected us to sketch in our little sketchbooks for 15 minutes a day, plus do a gallery visit and draw something every week, go buy random supplies all the time, plus read in our most BORING book for a quiz, plus do some exercises, plus do our assignments and projects.

And then six weeks into the semester we got engaged! So it was an extra bad idea. I don't know about you, but for me, I don't have like all day to work on art. So thanks but no thanks. Actually it's fine, I didn't want to have a life anyways. Or a wedding to plan. Or other classes. Or a fiancee.

The thing that was nice about it though was that he didn't have a due date for anything, so naturally that's just asking me to procrastinate it all to the last minute things are due. And of course when is everything due? The day before my reception in the middle of finals week? Oh okay wonderful.

So the weekend before all the havoc, I still had literally five projects to do.

And the annoying thing with art classes is that you can't just hurry and BS an assignment 10 minutes before class, you actually have to break out the art materials and do the assignment that takes oh soo long. Cause you can definitely tell if you rush through it. (Lazy? No. But motivated? No.)

Anyways, one of my projects that was due had to be what they call conceptual art, which means when you see it you have no idea what it means, but there is a deeper meaning behind it. So like if there was a giant stack of newspapers, you wouldn't know what it meant, until they explain to you that there are 365 of them and each one symbolizes one day of the year...?

So the night before it's due, I am thinking of ideas. I asked Trent if he had any ideas of something totally random that would look like it had a deep meaning and he goes, “Like a microwave sitting in the middle of a desert?” Haha!

SO... That is how this came about....

And don't even worry... I came up with a GREAT story behind it. (Something about how my dream is to go to Africa, hence the desert and the elephant, but also love the beach, hence the palm tree, but if you aren't “plugged in” to your dream, it won't get “cookin'.” Haha.)

And out of all 5 projects I turned in that day, that one was his favorite. Go figure!

Another project I hired out to my little brother (Shh... I'm telling you, I was busy!) So thanks Jeremy! My teacher thought I did a great job, haha.

And the other 3 projects? Who knows. I don't remember what they even were at the moment. I'm sure they were just wonderful though. 

New Hair!!!

I DID IT!! I finally got up the courage to cut my hair :) I have been wanting to for about 2 years now, but somebody had to rope me into marrying him and I wanted long hair for my wedding, so anyways here we are! What do ya think!? I like it, so I guess I don't care what you all think :) haha just kidding, I do care. 

And BIG thanks to Katie Johnson!! She is seriously AMAZING! I don't let anyone touch my hair anymore except for her. She does such a good job! She is in Draper, if anyone wants the best haircut of their life from the cutest funnest girl ever, let me know! (And currently single for all you single men reading this haha) Not only did she set me up with the love of my life, but is the best hair go to girl in the world :) Thanks Katie! I owe my life to you! haha

Flu-Filled Festivities: Here's to You Moms!!

So this last weekend was quite the crazy adventure. Donny & Summer asked us if we would babysit their ADORABLE three little kids while they went on a fun get-away to Vegas! OF COURSE! They really are such dolls. Elle is 8 (in 4 days), Easton just turned 5, and Jayne is the sweetest, cutest 2 year old in the world.

I got there at about 11:30 on Thursday. Trent had things going on all day down in Provo so he wouldn't be able to make it up until Friday.

Summer gave me all the instructions and they were off! About an hour later, I look over at Jayne sitting on the couch and she has thrown up! What in the world?!

(**Side note: I am finding out that I have a curse. When I was little, my best friend/cousin Erika and I would always have sleepovers. And I kid you not, EVERY time I would go to her house to sleep over, I would get sick and throw up. Like you could just count on it. Every. Time. And every time our families would plan on getting together, someone in one of our families would throw up. We're just cursed! But the curse got turned over to me I guess. For example: Last time I babysat Donny & Summer's kids, Elle threw up in her bed. And Summer even told me last time their kids threw up was the last time I was there with Elle. So naturally, I get there and Jayne throws up :) not surprised.)

So I text Donny, they haven't even made it to Provo yet, and tell him I just must not have good luck. But we decide that it's probably just a one time deal, and hopefully she'll be fine. Oh no. I look over at her sitting on the next couch after I had cleaned up the mess, and she had thrown up again! The poor girl threw up a good 15 times that day. (In 15 different places. Smart babysitter...?)

Poor Donny and Summer felt so bad. And I felt so bad for poor little Jayne that didn't feel good, and I felt so bad that Donny & Summer weren't even getting a true vacation cause they were worrying about me and the kids!

Luckily she slept through the night, and so did I. The next day was Friday, and Trent & I wanted to take the kids to the zoo! Jayne seemed to be better, Easton and Elle were great, so Trent came up and we were off! We felt like a little family! It was so funny. We grabbed 2 normal water bottles and 3 tiny ones (Trent thought this was funny, I wish I took a picture cause it was like a little family.. if that makes sense), some sunblock, packed the kids in their car that we loved driving, and were off to the zoo!

We had so much fun at the zoo! Jayne loved looking at the monkeys, Easton LOVED all the dinosaurs (fake ones, obviously), and Elle had already been there a few times so already knew everything we were about to see, haha.

The sad gorilla was having a counseling session with Dr. Elle. He looked SO sad in there and SO bored! I said that out loud and some lady came up to me and tapped me on the shoulder and was like, "Just wanted to let you know that the Hogle Zoo is one of the top rated zoo's in the country for taking care of their animals. He gets to get out into the other enclosure whenever he wants." ookay...? thanks lady. Pretty sure he was the most bored animal in the world and wanted to get out. 

Well everything was going great until Jayne threw up in her stroller. Everywhere. Luckily Trent had thrown the baby wipes in the stroller, but yeah. We left shortly after haha. Then Easton really wanted a Slurpee so we made a pit stop at 7-11 on the way home. Poor Jayne didn't even walk all weekend. She just laid on the couch and watched movies and drank water from her sippy cup. I felt so bad for her, and she was such a sweetheart.

Well Saturday rolled around and I started to feel sick. I laid in bed all morning while Trent played Candyland and Mario Wii with Easton and Elle. He is gonna be a cute little daddy some day (in a LOT of days...) Luckily Jayne slept pretty much all morning too. But Trent had a Leadership Event that night, so there was no room for me to get sick. So I tried the “Tell yourself you aren't sick” Theory. My cute grandma and grandpa came over and we sat outside while the kids played and Jayne slept. It was fun sitting outside on the grass just having a nice little chat with my grandma. And the fresh air really did make me feel better :) After a while, they left and I walk in to hear Jayne throwing up. Wait grandma! Come back!! Haha. What is this like a 2 day flu?! She stayed up for a while with me after Elle and Easton went to bed. I started to feel sick again and couldn't wait for Trent to get home!

Sometimes Elle gets scared at night, and that night around 1am she came in and was like “Natalie? Ya know the boy that gets lost in Jayne's Strawberry Shortcake?? I can't find him and I'm scared...” I was like what on earth? Haha she must have been half asleep :)

Ugh ya know the feeling where you are like so cold and have the chills and can't get warm? That's how I felt, but then Trent told me how hot I was! He said I was like SO hot! (not the first time... haha jk) Anyways, I hate that whole fever/chills/body aches dilemma. But it all felt better when I woke up at about 1:45 and threw up. (are you loving these details?) Then I slept fine the rest of the night!

Sunday morning we wake up to hear Easton crying and yelling “I'M GONNA THROW UP!!” Haha Trent runs out there and luckily he made it in the toilet. Big boy! So here we are, Jayne is STILL sick, I am sick, and Easton now has it. Oh geez. Well we made it through the day, Donny & Summer came home, and Trent & I went home. Not gonna lie, I was totally physically and mentally just spent. It was 9:30 and I went right to bed. And had the chills & fever again. I woke up early Monday morning and was throwing up a lot and laid in bed ALL day long. It was good to rest though. And my cute husband went and got me some Coke & Gatorade and 8 am :)

ANYWAYS... All I have to say, is props to you moms!!! I don't know how you do it! I learned a lot about being a mom and how it is hard but rewarding. I only did it for like 4 days and it was totally fine, but it must get exhausting after days and days and days and days!!! Needless to say, Trent & I will not be having kids. For a few years. Like 5. or 6.  

Our All-Nighter Packing Party Extravaganza!

So I guess normal people like have normal nights before their wedding...

They probably have everything laid out to take to the wedding, have everything packed up, peacefully celebrate their last special night as a single person, and get lots of sleep.

Well that was definitely NOT how it was for us!!!

It was the funnest night, and the most tiring! Such a funny memory.

So...

We got married on the last day of finals week. It was perfect timing, but made for a VERY stressful week. And I just have to say...

The reason I chose April 22, is explained right here...

(sorry mom, I tried to crop out the bottom part, but it wouldn't let me haha. Apparently i was 4 :) hey, i said you were cool...! such a 14 year old.)

So I had to stick to my guns on that one! The 14 year old inside of me would have been torn :( haha. Trent said after last April 22, he knew he was safe for a whole year!!!

Looking back, I think this is so funny. I wrote this one night while I was trying to cope with all my stress – a few weeks before the wedding. I'm not sure if this made me feel better or worse...

My Stresses

Stats test ends Friday, don't know anything about it yet, project due tomorrow at 4, stupid computer's about to be thrown out the window, broken straightener, baths that need to be taken, cake lady that needs to be met at 10:30, class at 12, class at 2, class at 4, meeting at 8, invitations that still need to be out, another huge group project due Friday, work all day Friday, birthday Friday, behind on 4 art projects, tummy that needs food, bridal shower, another project due Monday, another big assignment due Monday, scriptures that need reading, prayers that need to be said, laundry that is way past NEEDing to be done, body that needs sleep. Me? Stressed? Nah...

So anyways...

All week long we had SO much going on.

Studying for finals, getting things ready for the wedding, packing for the honeymoon, buying last minute things, taking 8 finals between us (excluding the Ice Skating Final we both forgot to take, oops), and trying to get ready to get out of our apartments!

But that week, we literally used every minute we had to try and get things done! We didn't have time for ANYTHING! So classes ended, finals came and went, our reception came and went- and turned out so great, good job Mom & Matt!- and then we went home. This was Thursday the 21, and we were going to get married Friday morning, and then leave for our honeymoon. So we both had to be OUT of our apartments, have everything totally spic n span clean, and have everything out, have everything ready for our wedding, be packed for our honeymoon, and have everything else packed up and moved to our storage unit...

Had we started any of that? No.

But I'm telling you... we didn't procrastinate!

So we got home from our reception at like 10ish, and went to work. We started at Trent's apartment and started to pack up ALL his stuff. And when I say he has a lot of stuff, that's an understatement. Midnight rolled around and I am thinking, “Wow I'm not going to get to bed until 2!”

2am rolled around and I am thinking, “Wow I'm not going to get to bed until 4!!!!”

4am rolled around and we still were not even close. Then I realized we just weren't going to sleep at all.

And we worked EVERY minute we had, no joke.

We packed up a car load, ran it over to the storage unit, came back... Over and Over and OVER.

We ran out of boxes and ran over to Macey's to see if they had some. We rounded some up, and forgot we ran out of packaging tape, and both forgot our wallets. So we rounded up a bunch of change I had in my car and bought some tape. HAHA the whole night I was laughing so hard. I thought this was SO funny!

And he was so cute. Every time we got out of the car and walked back up to his apartment he would hold my hand. And every time it was slowly getting a little bit lighter outside.

Finally, SIX freakin THIRTY rolls around and we are finally done with his apartment. But still have mine! Okay I kinda lied, luckily I had tried to be a little bit on the ball and had a lot of my stuff packed up.

Oh, and keep in mind I have my hair appointment at 8am.

So we run to my apartment, and just start throwing things in boxes and shoving it in the car.

--Just in case you're wondering, Why we didn't ask for help I'm not sure... We definitely didn't anticipate this being an all night event--

I get everything ready I need to take to the wedding, still have my hair and make up how it was for the reception, and I AM SO TIRED!!! Trent did most of that packing, and I left, already late for my hair appointment.

So we didn't get a wink of sleep, and had been carrying big heavy boxes ALL night. But we had fun in the process and it made for a fun memory.

We didn't even finish everything, and luckily my super wonderful sister-in-law and Mother-in-law finished while we were off to our honeymoon.

Driving up to Sandy by myself to get my hair done on my wedding day was the weirdest thing.

First of all, I was SO unbelievably tired. And I just felt totally frazzled and unprepared. I remember thinking, did I even remember my wedding dress? Haha.

Luckily I made it to cute Katie's house alive and well.

She did my hair, fed me, and gave me some last minute advice!

I just felt so weird that it was my WEDDING DAY!

Then I got a call from Trent, after packing up everything we owned and shoving it all in our storage unit, he asked “Do you know where we put my temple recommend?”

AHHH!!!

Haha. Don't scare me like that babe! He even said, “Well, we might not be getting married today.” Haha. But luckily he found it and started to make his way up to Salt Lake.

We made a quick stop at my parents to drop his car off. We were supposed to be at the temple at 9:45 and I ran in my mom's house a completely scatter-brained chicken with it's head cut off at 9:30. She was probably so confused!!

But in the end, we made it to the temple, a little late but it was fine.

So that was how the night before OUR wedding went down, totally normal. Anyone else pull an all-nighter on their wedding day? Haha 

I Caved...

The truth is I should have started a blog a long time ago.

Just never did.

But here it is.

Now that we're married, it seems illegal not to have a blog!

So here it is.

It is more for me than anyone else, more like a journal since I don't remember the last time I wrote in my journal.

I have been wanting to start one since we got engaged, but haha. Yeah right! And ever since we got married and settled into married life, the only thing holding me back was that I couldn't think of a good name!! Stupid right? But finally I thought of "A Slice of Our Life" (partly stolen from my great grandma's autobiography, thanks grandma)

So if you care to know what is going on in Trent & I's world... Here is...

A Slice of Our Life!

(Oh and thank you to my uncle Donny for giving us our celebrity name long ago... Trentalie :) haha)