Engagementversary Year 2

I've never shared this story, and what more of a perfect time to do it than on our engagementversary. If you want to read our love story and full proposal story, click here.

I flew down to San Diego early in the morning on the 26th of December, 2012. Mom and Dad dropped me off at the Salt Lake City Airport; we all knew the next time they saw me, I would be engaged. Dad slipped me $100 extra dollars for the trip, Mom was emotional, and they left me after I made it through security. It was snowing that day, so my flight was delayed an hour. . . . and then another hour. . . and another! I remember I kept praying that the snow wouldn't keep me from San Diego and Trevor. Phone calls were great, but I missed him. I felt incomplete (and I still do) without him.

When Trevor and I both parted our separate ways for Christmas break until the 26th, I felt as if my heart was ripping apart. I didn't want to leave him. I wanted him to be coming home with me for Christmas! He was my better half, my best friend, the absolute love of my life, and here I was leaving him to go hang out with my family. (The horror, I know. Love is dramatic.) I remember trying to back up my car, leaving him standing in front of his apartment, and I just started bawling. I pulled up my emergency break, hopped out of the car, and ran into his arms. If someone would have seen us, they would have thought we were breaking up or leaving each other for forever!

After three hours of delays, the snow let up and I was able to board. The nervous, excited butterflies I had in my stomach didn't let up the whole flight. I was going to California to be with the love of my life and to get engaged. I didn't know when and I didn't know how, but knowing I was going to be his wife made the unknown worth it. I just kept praying he didn't propose to me at the airport like he had teased. Soon the plane was landing in San Diego - the beach, ocean, and warm weather were calling out to me. I called Trevor from inside the plane to let him know I had landed. "Oh... I thought we still had time! We haven't left the house yet," said Trevor. My heart sank; even though I didn't want an airport proposal, there was no way it was really truly happening. Besides, in my mind I had imagined some dramatic airport scene, walking off the plane and running into the arms of my love. Nope, he was still 15 minutes away.

I wandered aimlessly around the airport for about a half an hour, finding and using the restroom and hunting down my luggage. Trevor called me to see where I was, because they had finally parked and were at the airport! I started to head towards the general direction where he said he was. And, just like in the movies, my heart stopped when I finally saw him. The amount of love was overwhelming and tears sprang to my eyes; what a handsome man, and he was soon to be all mine for forever! I started waving my hand and yelling at him to catch his attention. We locked eyes, and I started trotting through the airport pulling my bag in my high heeled boots.

Trevor met me halfway and I threw my arms around him and nestled into his chest. Tears were freely falling and, as silly as it is, I felt whole again. I couldn't live without this man. At that moment, even though I knew it before, I knew 110% that marrying Trevor would be the best decision I'd ever make. There was no airport proposal, but my sweet sister-in-law was able to capture some in the moment photos that we'll cherish for years to come.

I'll never be able to thank you enough Trevor Sean Green for asking me to be your wife. 

#FlashbackFriday: Highschool Edition

I keep thinking about how crazy it is that I'm now a college graduate. Didn't I just graduate from high school? OH WAIT. I've been graduated for almost FIVE YEARS from high school. Honestly, where does the time go? In honor of my reminiscing, here are some of the best (most embarrassing) (really though, why didn't someone stop me from being an obnoxious teenager?) pictures from my years as a Lehi Pioneer. #classof2010

Sophomore Year: 

*Note the stupid yellow date stamps that are totally wrong and the obnoxious peace signs.

Junior Year:

*The year of braces, bad hair, and a great group of friends.

Senior Year:

*Lots of time spent in the blue corduroy jacket and with lots of friends.

 

BRB, I'm dying of laughter and memories. . .

7 days till Christmas!

- With final grades officially posted last night, and managing to scrape by with C's, P's, and A's, I'm DONE with school. Forever. Or until my future employer pays for me to get my master's degree. 126 credits and 9 semesters later, that expensive piece of paper is mine.

- Trevor took the Praxis II test this past Saturday. The Praxis measures knowledge of specific subjects that K–12 educators will teach, as well as general and subject-specific teaching skills and knowledge. In order for Trevie to be accepted into the education program here at SUU, he had to take this test. My husband is the WORST at studying for tests and procrastinating. December 6th - a whole week before the test - he started reading his Praxis II study book. I was nervous that he wasn't going to pass because this test is said to be hard and he had only a week of studying under his belt. Well, my handsome husband passed 3 of the 4 sections of the test: social studies, science, and math, the three hardest sections! The one section I thought he was going to pass, reading and language arts, he missed the passing point by a mere 4 points. I'm so proud of him! He'll retake the reading and language arts section in January before his application is due for the education program. Hooray for being one step closer to him becoming a teacher. 

- The Copy Shop gals all got together one last time for a Christmas party on the 13th. We didn't realize that we were having our party on 12-13-14, either. Trecia {boss} made Cafe Rio pork for burritos/tacos/enchiladas, and we munched on sugary treats throughout the night. And, instead of opting for a traditional white elephant game, we did a sock exchange, an idea that we found on Pinterest. We passed the socks around in circle to "The Night Before Christmas", to the right or to the left. Working in the Copy Shop has been a dream job thanks to my boss and co-workers. I'm going to miss these gals. 

- I completed our cute little neighbor gifts the other day, and we've started passing them off. I bought a pack of Redbox promo codes (1 free DVD rental on us) and paired it with a package of popcorn. Simple, cute, and cheap! 

- Tuesday, Trevor and I were able to hang out with his cousin Colton and his girlfriend Tiffany. Colton is an airplane mechanic, and was interviewing for a job at Upper Limit Aviation, the new flight program here in Cedar City. We spent the day taking Tiffany around SUU's campus and enjoyed a evening of delicious food from the Pastry Pub and hot-tubbing. {Someday, we WILL own a hot-tub, and we will spend many hours in that thing.}

- Even though the weather might not be ready for the Christmas season, my nails are definitely feeling the holiday season. 

I'm obsessed with this Keith Urban song, even though a) the lyrics are highly inappropriate, and b) the music video is really sexual. Ooops. #sinning

"But it ain't no lie, baby bye, bye, BYE!"

August 2010: Freshman year with my bestie & roomie Lindsay (:

And just like that, I’m done. 

I walked out of the testing center this morning after taking my last final with a kick in my step (and maybe some tears in my eyes). I go to my internship this afternoon for the last time. On Friday, granted that all of my credits apply (which they should, but it’s a fear of mine), a Bachelor of Science: Communications, emphasis on Public Relations and Communication Studies will be posted to mySUU account. On January 5, when my husband goes to school for spring semester, I won’t be going with him. $20,000 (ouch) later, I have one hell of an expensive piece of paper and I’m considered smarter than some in this world. In May, I get to walk with my fellow classmates, enjoy graduation festivities, and receive my diploma from my department head. I’m a college graduate – 4 years of hardwork, determination and fun accomplised - I’m done!

August 2011: Sophomore year, ready for the welcome dance

When I was a senior in high school, I couldn't even imagine where I would be and what I'd be doing I after finishing college. I didn't know what I was going to get my degree in and even more importantly, what I was going to do with it. Now I know. The tears in my eyes leaving the testing center were for the memories and opportunities being at this university have given me. Southern Utah University isn’t your top notch Stanford or Harvard education. In some aspects, SUU can’t compete with Utah State, Dixie, or BYU.  Despite that, SUU has been perfect for me. I’m proud to be a T-Bird. I've had the opportunity to have real-life, hands on experience in my field that others might not have the chance to get at other universities. I've made the best of friends during my time here. My mom told me that when I went to college, the friends I was going to make would stay with me forever. That couldn't truer; my roommates and friends from freshman year are still my closest friends who know me the best. (With no school, how on earth am I going to make new friends?) Coming to SUU allowed me to meet my husband in the spring of 2012. What if I had gone to (god forbid) Utah Valley to get my degree? I never would have met Trevor, and my life would have gone a totally different direction. There were reasons why I came to SUU; maybe, somewhere in the universe, he was one of them.

August 2012: Junior year, headed to a football game with Adam

Here's what I'm going to miss about college: 
- having classes to fill my time; learning is addicting. 
- staying up late to work on assignments, papers, and brainstorming PR campaigns. 
- the chances I had to rub shoulders and become friends with some of the best and most inspirational professors on campus.
- Ellen.
- the communication department.
- working at the best on-campus jobs.
- the Copy Shop, my boss, and co-workers. (My last day of work in the Copy Shop is December 23rd, and I think I'm going to be a hysterical, pathetic mess.) 
- the Gerald R. Sherratt Library, which has been my home away from home for over three years.
- my comfortable lifestyle of go to school, go to work, and come home.
- the chance to take PR Campaigns again.
- the library administration, staff, and professors, who I can call my second family. I have lots of moms and dads here, people.
- considering myself a real-life adult. (Even though I'm married, I guess I haven't thought of myself as an adult.)
- friends that I've made over the past couple of years.
- making new friends.
- my internship(s).
- red Fridays and school spirit.
- Outtakes. I love their bread. (:

On that note, I'm not going to miss. . .
- group projects.
- staying up late to work on assignments, papers, and brainstorming PR campaigns (it's a love-hate relationship, obviously). 
- stupid "just to fill up your time" in-class and homework assignments.
- going onto “Rate My Professor” to find out who I should and shouldn't take, and yet still ending up with some really shitty professors.
- 3 really awful communication professors.
- graphic design students who come into the Copy Shop all hoity toity, thinking they know how to print stuff. Uh no, you're an idiot actually.
- the awkward language barrier with our foreign students.
- slipping and sliding all over campus in the snow and rain.
- SUUSA and their dumb activities (student life is actually where I think SUU lacks the most - sorry guys).
- our Provost.
- EDGE. (Thank the Lord I never had to do that.)
- living with roommates. 
- being poor.
- sports; I mean, I love watching football as much as the next guy, but they're not that great at a smaller university. We kind of suck.
- the awkwardness of my internship.
- MATH. Never again will I have to take a stupid math class. Holla!
- the bookstore. They're evil people who sell over-priced stuff and won't buy back even the most perfect textbook.

August 2013: Senior year (or what was supposed to be my senior year. . .)

If there is one thing that I have learned at SUU, especially during this last semester, it’s that there are bigger and better things out there. Don’t limit yourself to this little hole in the universe. Go and do, dream big, and work hard for that ideal job and lifestyle that you want. I feel bad for those people who stay in their hometowns and don't do much with their lives. Where’s the fun in that? Sure it’s safe and comfortable, but there’s no adventure, no new stories, no new anything! With my college degree, I have the potential to reach for the stars with new opportunities, challenges, and adventures. 

August 2014: Super-senior; final semester (:

So goodbye SUU, and hello graduated life. Here's to the next chapter in my life. . . in our lives. 4 years of my life are done and over, and I have no regrets about how it played out. SUU will always have a fond place in my heart. Shout-out to my supportive parents and husband, awesome professors, bosses, and friends for the past couple of years of support, love, and friendship. Now we just need to get Trevor finished with school so that we can get the hell out of dodge and onto California and makin' babies. *Note: my co-worker and dear friend Shannon both called me the most baby hungry person who doesn't really want a baby that they've ever met.* I was called on Tuesday about the job at Zion's Bank, and I'm pleased to announce that I'll be working as a teller (with really nice pay and hours) starting January 5. Here's to "squandering" away my degree. ;) JK, JK, lawlz; I'm actually excited to work as a teller while I'm looking for the perfect job, and to be financially supporting Trevor and myself as he's going to school. Hooray for not ending up on the street like a couple of bums with a really expensive piece of paper. Looking forward to the next couple of weeks relaxing and doing nothing!