The best day of my life.

One month later, and the wedding pictures are here!  

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I should warn you, it's picture overload. 

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The husband and I do not have TV.
No basic cable. No fancy cable.

I hear all day long people talk about the Gossip Girl, Greys, Vampire Diaries, the news, The Bachelor, American Idol, and the list goes on. And I have begun to feel a little left out.
I realize Hulu, and other things exist specifically to solve this problem.
But the truth is, I don't really want to be watching these shows.
I don't feel like I have the time, especially since it's not something Zane is interested in doing with me. And I really don't need another form of media to be distracting me from the things I really should be doing. Like the laundry, going to the gym, school work, or showering.
I already have Facebook, this dang blog, e-mail, pinterest, our ipad, and books to help me procrastinate those things.

And to help me and the hubs pass the time we do have to just relax together, we have rediscovered........
The Twilight Zone!
I have never actually been a fan. Although I enjoy old, old books, I have never gotten into the old film and TV show trend. But now I know what all the fuss is about, and I am addicted.
Zane and I will sit down and watch at least 2 episodes a night before we hit the sack, and I love it.
I love that we discovered a form of entertainment that both of us enjoy, cause let me tell ya, our taste doesn't always match. Although I try to be a good sport about Bruce Lee, and he willingly watches Pride and Prejudice, as well as the Justin Beiber movie with me, we're not exactly ecstatic about the others taste.
Twilight Zone is our middle ground.
Twilight Zone is my lack of TV fix.

And if all you know about Twilight Zone is what you see on the Tower of Terror, I suggest you educate yourself.

LOVIN IT! In my Mozy jacket, of course.

new and old

Another Pro for working for MozyPro, other than my new shift, is my latest "swag".

Although my mug, and slew of misunderstood T-shirts are awesome, I may be obsessed with my new work jacket. 

I was so excited about it I came home, and immediately tried it on. Which led to me wearing it the rest of the day. Later I snuggled in bed in my PJ's with it still on. And I may or may not have worn it today, not only to work, but to lunch with CC as well. 

I promise I did shower this morning.

I know you wish you had one too.

Also, remember how I said I lost my camera? Well I did. 

I tell you, I looked everywhere. Even Zane helped me in the search, with no luck. I had lost hope, and begun dreaming of a bigger, better, much more expensive camera. 

When I got to work this morning I reached into my purse to grab my phone and lo and behold, There was my camera. Just sitting in my purse, where it belongs. Surprise! 

I think my magic, sneaky husband stole it and then put it back when I wasn't looking.

Of course, Zane's theory is that it was always there. Pfft. 

Regardless, I'm just happy to be in my track jacket, knowing the old camera's back.  

my biggest claim to fame, as of yet.

Friday night my cute dad bought tickets for my whole family to go see Mike Birbiglia.

I know. None of you know who he is. 

Mike Birbiglia is a comedian, and a good one at that. See.

So we went out. Ate some delicious pizza at The Pie, classic Salt Lake City stop. 

It was crowded, loud, and delicious. 

And the 5 of us may have looked obese, because our pizza looked like this.

The good news is, there was 3/4 of it left when we were done. 

The show was great.

Mike's routine, or whatever comedians call it, was so clever.

He had all these individual bits, but then somehow they all connected and came together to make one story. 

You could tell he was a good writer. 

And then, the show ended and the highlight of my life happened. 

WE GOT TO MEET HIM!

and he was nice. 

All and all, a very successful Friday night.

*note: a. I have unfortunately lost my camera, thus all pictures are devil eye's iphone shots. I am very sad, let's not talk about it.

b. It wasn't really the highlight of my life, but it was a good moment.

when you've been at home with your thoughts uninterrupted for 24 hours

Sometimes I wish my life was just a little bit different.
I wish I was sky diving, and seeing the world.
I wish I'd read, and fully understood all the classic novels.
I wish I looked something like Rachel McAdams and sang like Adele.
I wish I was off saving lives in 3rd world countries.
I wish I was off teaching the gospel in 3rd world countries.
I wish my house looked like something off HGTV.
I wish I was a disciplined ballet dancer.
I wish I was a witty writer, or a clever speaker.
I want an adventure, is that too much to ask for?

You see, I was up sick last night, so I spent today resting.
Resting and healing is what I am pretty sure my parents would of told me to do if I was still living under their roof, so I did what I thought the responsible adult I am supposed to be now would do.
It turns out resting all day, is rather boring.
So now the day is spent, and I fall back on the bed, where I am supposed to be going to sleep for the night, as if I haven't been sleeping all day. And I ask Zane,
"What are we doing with our lives?!"
He laughs at me, knowing exactly how I am feeling, and gives me a little list.

I am a student.
I am a wife.
I am a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a cousin, a grand-daughter, a niece, and a friend.
I was married in the temple, and am building a family.

It's a short list, and maybe not a very impressive one to some, but it means the world to me.

Some things, like traveling the world, reading all the classics, and maybe even preaching the gospel in other countries, may come with time.
Others, like looking like Rachel McAdams, were never really an option.
Regardless, this is my life. Sweet and simple.

Not that we shouldn't have goals, and strive to be more. We should.
I just think we need to learn how to be more grateful, and accepting, and honestly content with what we already have.

Or maybe all of your lives really are as fabulous as you make them seem on facebook, and it's just me.

home shmome

I had big dreams for this little 4 day weekend.
I was secretly hoping the husband and I could sneak out of town on an impromptu trip to somewhere still-pretty-boring-but-less-boring-than-orem. like St. George.
Turns out Zane didn't have Monday off of work.
Not to be deterred, I then hoped we could figure out some really fun and unusual things to do Friday and Saturday.
But, like every other time I attempt to do something out of the ordinary, we somehow ended up at Miracle Bowl.
Where I did bowl my first turkey! Not to be out down by Zane bowling a turkey at the end of the game, thus beating my probably all time high score. Predictable.
And not so out of the ordinary, our second game I bowled 4 straight gutter balls.

It's funny how things turn out sometimes. Not the bowling game, but the weekend. Definitely not what I had pictured, in fact, if you ask Zane he might tell you the disappointment of this weekend left me a little dramatic, and emotional.
I, of course, would deny it.
But it is what it is, and I know there will be lots of other 4 day weekends, and other beautiful Saturday afternoons to make memories.

I did manage to be slightly productive over the weekend though. I made a resolution to make one homemade meal, or baked good at least once a week.
Last week I decided making homemade Pizza with our buddies counted, and by Saturday of this week, I was running out of days.
So I woke up Saturday and made me and my hubs some breakfast.

Zane did make the bacon, and some dang good bacon at that. 

It might not be fancy, but it counts!

and I must say, it turned out much better than our pizza. 

I also ended up with a few snaps of Friday night at the Sr. O'Gwins house. 

am I the only one who wants her hair!?

I'm the weirdo, who married this weirdo. 

The whole fam bam. 

I hope your weekend was filled with wonderful people like mine, but also a tad more exciting.

An Aunt

Something I realized only a couple weeks before getting married, is the fact that marrying Zane means I'm an AUNT!

Sometimes with all my adorable little cousins, I feel like I'm an aunt already. 

But when I married Zane I became an official aunt to my new nephew, Liam, and Niece, Pippa!

And seeing as it is Liam's 2nd birthday today, it seemed like an appropriate day for a blog. 

Liam and Pippa are Jen and Chase's kids. They live in Georgia, so I actually had never met them until the day before my wedding. 

I had a short period of time to get to know them before they were headed back home, but I already love them!

Pippa is just a chubby little happy baby, and Liam is a true nut and a tank!

We are all crossing our fingers Jen and Chase move back to Utah soon, so we can see the little cuties more often. 

And Chase and Jen too, of course. 

I didn't get a picture with Pippa, but here is LIAM! He's so stinkin cute!

Why I can no longer ever keep my eyes open in pictures, remains a mystery. 

Happy Birthday to little Liam!

Love you Bud!

something sweet, something real, something real sweet

I have been trying to think of cute things that I've learned about marriage, or about Zane, since we got married, to make a cute little marriage post.

I even asked Zane in bed last night if he thought he had learned something new, he said he was sure he has, but in the end couldn't think of one. 

I guess what it comes down to is we have only been married two weeks. Thus, we are in a blissful, no one does anything wrong, stereotypical honeymoon phase.

So what I have learned about marriage is, it is so much easier than I thought it would be!
Zane and I fell into our own little family, in our own little home so easily. I enjoy every single second of it, literally.

I am sure when I blog my month anniversary, and then my year, I'm sure I will be singing a slightly less naive tune.
Nonetheless, the current bliss is currently our reality, and it deserves to be remembered. 

Here is a trivial list of things I have learned in 2 whole weeks:

1. Zane's evening prayers are extra long. 

2. When he bites his nails, it bugs me a smidgen. 

3. When I crack my knuckles a million times at night, it bugs Zane a smidgen.

4. Cooking already happens less often than I planned, but it's a resolution okay?

5. Zane knows much more, and is all around better, at doing the laundry. Not complaining.

6. I'm a tooty wife. Can I say that on the world wide web? 

7. Zane is his own heat source, the fan must be blowing toward our bed at night.

8. I am an icicle, I must be in PJ's, under covers, and must not be able to feel the fan on me in our bed at night. 

9. Zane has learned that I no longer care to shave my legs, and I have learned he apparently doesn't care. 

10. Zane is an angel. My exact definition of a perfect husband. My exact definition of a perfect person more like. (but I actually already knew that one)

My absolute favorite part of being married so far?

Saying our prayers and reading out of the Book of Mormon together each night. 

I have never felt more peace, and pure love in my whole life. 

Get married people. It's the greatest.

pizza party

marriage. marriage. marriage.
It truly is the best thing that has ever happened to me, or rather, being married to Zane is the best thing that has ever happened to me.
Zane does the laundry, and takes out the trash, and always helps me do the dishes and make the bed.
I am one lucky girl.

We have settled into our home quite easily. It already feels like home, although we are still working on the finishing touches.
Even though it isn't quite finished, when my Tis suggested that we host our first get together at the O'Gwins, we were on board!
So Bri, her friend Jordan, Jo and her husband Ryan came over to make pizza and play games at our house.
It was a grand ol' time.
And most importantly Zane got the chance to show off his magic skills, since I am rarely a good audience, and it was a huge hit with the Metcalfs. So huge I think they are going to let us come to california just so they can see more.
The only downside of the whole night is the fact that Zane and I's pizza turned out pretty much disgusting.

It was fun to have people over to our home. It felt like we were married...
cause we are!
I'm excited to have our next little get together, so if you want to party with the O'Gwins just let me know! We'd be happy to have you over :)

These cute best friends

it had so much potential.. 

Friendsies

Brother and Sister, oh sibling love. 

about to attempt to fondue

oh hi, we're married. 

My sister has this awesome Polaroid camera. I want. 

All photos stolen from Jo. 

Dreamin' of a new camera. 

T.T

Oh and let me introduce you to the newest member of our family.

Tom Thomas O'Gwin

Ain't he a cutie. 

The Wedding Day

It's officially been a week, which I believe means it's time to come back to the real world. I had my first day of work since the betrothal, and I can't say I was extremely excited to be back.

But, if I am being honest, I have been missing the blog world.

Unfortunately, we are still internetless at the O'Gwins. 

It seems there is too much to talk about, but I am going to blog it one by one. They way I know you all want it. 

My wedding day was amazing. 

I woke up nice and early to get my hair and make up done, then we were on our way to the temple. 

Temple workers are so nice, they make it impossible to feel stressed about anything. 

The ceremony was absolutely perfect. I was so glad I had so many loved ones there with me. It was everything I dreamed it could be, perfect combination of spiritual and funny. And I may or may not have cried a lot. 

Driving home to the luncheon was surreal, I couldn't believe the man sitting next to me was my HUSBAND. Even now, I don't think it's truly hit me. 

The luncheon was perfect, except for the groovy music during the prayer...

Everyone near and dear to me was there to eat and celebrate.

Next was the reception. 

My aunt made everything come together, and the venue looked gorgeous. 

She truly is brilliant. 

Although I was getting really tired, I actually enjoyed standing in line to greet everyone. I hugged friends and strangers a like. 

We cut the cake, which was delicious. (I've craved it everyday since)

And I tossed my bouquet, and my adorable 5 year old cousin caught it.

Then our friends sent us off with sparklers, and we drove off in a condom and energy drink filled car. 

The happiest day of our lives. 

Zane is the best husband a girl could ask for. He is my angel. 

Waking up to his morning breath, and scraggly hair is my heaven. 

One day real soon I hope to have pictures of the big day, but for now I stole some that miss Alysha took. 

my eyes are closed.. its fine. No one was able to get one with them open.

My best girl friends!

My cute husband and me, happy as can be!

Thank you to everyone who contributed to this wonderful day.

It meant so much to me, and I'm grateful for all the support. 

I couldn't be happier to be Mrs. O'Gwin.