95 Degrees and 95% Humidity

That was my weekend...HOT! Sometimes I wanted to die, but then I heard that it was 40 degrees and rainy in Utah so then I tried to enjoy it a little bit more. But it was a wonderful weekend. So good.

My homie graduated from school and also was commissioned as an officer. Now people salute him. You know I love a guy with power. Ha.

I just love this picture. I think he looks adorable.

We did some other stuff too, like venture all the way down to Virginia to sign our lease for our apartment.

I had a Miss Geist moment with my slip showing. Don't mind me

It was another cause for celebration, so we drove even farther into Virginia to a wonderful restaurant that my family found in 2008 when we were lost, tired, and hungry. Turns out we found the greatest restaurant of all time in Culpeper. Seriously. Such good food.

And last but not least, I saw the President! We went to Arlington National Cemetery for Memorial Day and got to listen to the President speak. I wrote about that experience here.

So that was the weekend. Oh wait, let's not forget the last minute trip to H&M. Now my account of my great vacation is complete.

You're only a day away

First off: what would this blog be if I never made an "Annie" reference?

But, really, I love tomorrow. Because I get a nice break from school to adventure to the nautical land of Annapolis Maryland. Except by "nice break", I mean that I will still be working on homework the whole time. Boo.

Besides homework, I am excited to do the following:

Eat crab cakes on the docks of the Chesapeake. Doesn't that just sound so sophisticated!

See the Naval Academy Graduation, which should look something like this, according to Google images:

I am trying to pack only clothes that are white and navy blue, because I am feeling very preppy and nautical, which luckily is in this year.

Side note: remember my list of pet peeves? Well, just today one of my favorite bloggers put this list up of a couple of hers. I guess we were both in a pet peevey mood. Anyway, it's hilarious, and I completely agree with her first two points. Check it out!

Love, Annie

How to annoy me

Just in the last few days, these are some things that I have realized are pet peeves of mine:

I HATE it when guys refers to girls/women/ladies as "chicks"

I don't like it when the performer of the national anthem at a sporting event thinks that we are only there to see them and consequently sings it ridiculously and over the top. We are here to see the game, not you.

Jittery people who sit and bounce their leg nervously non stop, sometimes against your chair which makes it jiggle too. Just calm down!

When lame cliche jokes are repeated during sacrament meeting talks. I want to respond with another cliche: that's the oldest joke in the book.

I kind of have a lot of pet peeves, so I'll stop. I just had to get it out!

Let's not forget, being a bride can be AWESOME

Because I have realized that the last few posts about my bride status seem to be a little debbie downer, I need to point out that being a bride is actually pretty fun, and I need to enjoy it while I can because after I get married, I'll just be a married person. No more attention over that!

First of all, let's not forget the person who makes the whole being a bride feel extra special: the groom. My groom is especially wonderful because he is very low maintenance and he let's me do whatever I want with this wedding. My mom especially appreciates this, as well! He also is very patient during my freak outs and still loves me after them. He's the best.

This is us on our first date, a year ago TODAY. It seems a little extravagant that our first date would be seeing my favorite musical in New York City, but clearly my groom was working his moves to win me over--and it obviously worked.

Anyway, I also have to say that another reason that being a bride is awesome is all the awesome people that want to throw parties for you and give you gifts. How nice is that?! I never thought of having a bunch of bridal showers, but all these wonderful people want to throw them for me!This sounds conceited, but what I am trying to say is that there are so many great people in my life who love me (and want to give me presents). People are great. I love you.

So yeah, being a bride definitely has its perks. Happy weekend!

Being a bride is stressful

Way to state the obvious.

It doesn't help that I'm in school, which is also very stressful, but the difference between school and wedding planning is that when I get things done for the wedding, I get excited rather than just that school feeling of "oh, that's done. woop de doo."

My latest stress as the bride besides the fussy bridesmaids (you know who you are :) ), invitations (which you should be getting any day if you haven't already), and the food (now resolved and I hope you are excited, because it's gonna be good!), is THE CAKE.

Choosing a cake is rough!

I just want something like this: is that too much to ask?!

I actually just found a few ideas last night that I'm very excited about. Now I just have to choose. That's the hard part. Anyway, besides that, it's going pretty good, besides the occasional freak out/crying session. I guess that's just how it goes. And hey, I'm getting married in ONE MONTH! And graduating. And moving. I think that entitles me to freak out once in a while.

I hope to see you at my going away party aka my wedding reception.

Love, Annie

Awwk-ward!

It's awkward when you actually run into someone on the street who you defriended on facebook after a public internet fight over whether or not Kobe Bryant really was a rapist. (Yep, I defriend people for reasons other than bashing on BYU).

It made me think of this:

It's also awkward when your mom mistakes your Kindle for hers and turns it on expecting to see her children's novel she had just purchased and instead sees a page covered in f-words and the "sh--" word---yep, that's the book I'm reading. For a class at Brigham Young University. That was awkward!

Yum

When I was a pre-teen, I had a picture of Tom Cruise on the cover of People Magazine above my bed. Now, it would be this

Featured in this month's issue of BYU Magazine. Pick up your copy today, and hang him on your wall. Uh huh. I know at least that my Grandma will do it.

The Good Part of Saturday

I met one of my favorite people.

Mr. TIM GUNN.

What a nice guy. He hosted a Lucky Brand fashion show in Salt Lake City, and being a Lucky fan myself, I enjoyed every look that came down the "runway" aka the stage set up outside the store. More importantly, he gave very important fashion tips that we all should apply in our lives. Like, if you wear tight pants, wear a loose shirt with it. If you are wearing a tight shirt, wear loose pants, etc. "If everything is tight, you look inappropriate. If everything is loose, you look like an unmade bed."

So true. Many a girl at BYU can benefit from a good talking to from Tim.

He then held a book signing, which is where the first photo was taken. He was talkative and friendly, and it was a good time all around. Now I have three new items to add to my collection of favorite stuff: a new pair of Lucky jeans, a copy of "Gunn's Golden Rules: Life's Lessons to Making it Work," and my official photo with Tim Gunn, which already has a reserved spot on the mantle next to my wedding photos.

Love you Tim.

Being a bride is emotional

I think this kind of post is going to be a weekly thing, by the looks of it. But every week, I am up and down on this whole wedding business. Can you say anxiety? Btw: six weeks!!

I feel like this post is kind of a current apology/pre-meditated apology to those who fall in the path of my roller coaster emotions (unless you're on the good end, then consider yourself lucky). The thing is, as I am writing this I am feeling so good about life! The sun is out, I feel so in love--loving this time of year and this time in my life. But it was not like that all weekend. The happy high kicked in yesterday afternoon and sailed even higher after the announcement of a certain someone's death. Weird, that it could make me so happy, but so it is.

Anyway, not to dwell on the dark moments this weekend, but seriously, I was in hysteric crying for a lot of Saturday. Things that set me off were things that usually would have made me upset anyway, but never to the kind of crying where you can't speak because you can hardly breathe and you make those unattractive gasping sounds. This rarely happens to me, so the fact that it happened multiple times in a 5 hour period is off the charts. What can I blame it on? Myself? The people around me? The birth control? I don't know. But please, have some patience with me these next few weeks. I will try to get a grip and realize that the things that I am freaking out over are really trivial.

I made the mistake of looking at my bridal photos as I was watching the royal wedding highlights AGAIN which was a big mistake. My dress disappointed me: it wasn't Kate's. My height: I look so short and stumpy standing next to my tall and handsome fiance ugh! This is just one example of how I am going a little bit crazy. (I look at the pictures now and am completely happy with them)

On that note, I will end my whining. I love my life. I really do love being a bride. And I love you!