Date Night!!

Its amazing how stressful Date Nights always seem to get. I don't know why. But I swear, it seems that every time we plan a date night (which, given, isn't very often) we always face a lot of crap to get to it. Just pans going wrong or sitters falling through or realizing we had previous engagements or whatever. Oh and we always seem to fight. Always.

And then date night begins, and its perfection. We have a blast and love it and it all becomes worth it. I just wish there were a way to bypass the pre-date-stresses.

So last night, we had a GREAT time!! Although it ended up being a little delayed due to lots of different things, we all arrived at the same time. Yupp, it was a DOUBLE date!!! --I personally can't even remember the last "double date" i went on.. ha. We went out with a friend from TK's childhood, Jake, and his wife, my new friend, Carly. We got some grub at Sogo Express which was a Japanese fast food ish place and then went back to Jake and Carly's for a movie, Prince of Persia, and cookies!!

It was a ton of fun! Thanks Jake and Carly!! :)

Oh and Aiden enjoyed himself too. HE got to go to Grandma and Grandpa's house where he got to stay up till 11 or so!! Yeah, there was just too much fun going on around him he couldn't sleep! Silly little goosey.

Peace, Love, and CookieDough

An Early Beginning to a Happy Ever After

I got married young. At least, according to typical American standards. I was married just a few months before I turned twenty. And it seems that every time someone (not LDS) finds out that I'm already married and have a child, they freak. They tell me how crazy I am and that had they known me before, they would've talked me out of it.

I am 21 years old. Just a couple of decades under my belt and I have gone through more than most would in a lifetime. I know what it is to feel pain and sorrow and grief. I know how quickly life can be taken away. I know how fast time runs out. And even though I was married young, and even though we were blessed with a child sooner than planned, I am grateful for the time that I have. I can only wish and pray and hope that it won't be taken from me too early.

I dread these nights. The nights that I remember how it can slip away. The nights that seem to last forever.. but not in the good way. These nights haunt me. Luckily, they are few and far between. But when they come, they're terrifying. I hate thinking about how easy it is to loose someone but its reality. And we must remember it because otherwise we'd never take advantage of the time that we are given.

I got married young. Yes. But too early? How can you say that you married the love of your life TOO EARLY?! I wish I would have met TK earlier (and that I would have been ready for him). I wish we could have added a year onto this life of ours. Because thats just one more year I would have had to love him and cherish him. TK is my other half. Our son, my pride and joy. I am glad that we started this life of ours "early". I am grateful for each moment we have together.

Peace, Love, and CookieDough.

Does Anyone Else Ever Have This Problem?

Ok. So I don't know if "problem" is the word for it. But here goes.

When I get stressed, or upset, or sad, or whatever other negative emotion you wish to fill in the __________... one step that I usually take to "coping" is to post about it. Be it a blank statement, a quote, song lyric or direct stabbing via tweeting, blogging, or just a status update, I put SOMETHING. Its just what I do. It allows me to release steam so that i don't boil over...? so to speak.

But this isn't the problem.

Whenever I do this, it always seems to invoke a few people to reply back or even worse, call me, to ask what its about.

Now I know that this is MY problem. Why post about it if I don't want the world to know?! I don't care if people know, necessarily, I just don't wanna be the one to talk about it. I am definitely the type of person that if I don't come to you to talk about my feelings, then please, just leave them be.

Me posting them, isn't me coming to you. Yes, you probably see it. But feel free to just ignore it. You do not need to feel obligated to diagnose me or console me. I am just me. Its just how I deal.

Yes. This is a preface. Because I have a post that I already wrote, but didn't want to post in fear of the calls that it may ensue. I am ok. I always am/will be. I will ask for a shoulder when I need it.

This is just a venting space. Writing space. Contemplating space. Please feel free to turn away. You do not need to read my blog. Its ok. I will not be hurt. I just want to post.

Please, Thank you, and

Peace, Love and CookieDough.

Long Story Short

I have too much to blog about and not enough motivation to do it.

I went to utah for 10 days and LOVED it. I miss my family a ton. It was great to introduce Aiden to the family and I loved being able to see everyone. We celebrated Christmas a second time, brought in the new year, and had a LOT of family time :]

There are pictures (tons and tons of pictures) on my facebook.

Sorry that I suck. But there it is.

Peace, Love, and CookieDough