{a few favorites}

Today . . . meet my husband, if you haven't already. I really love these pictures of him. I have a lot of favorites but I wanted to expound on why these few are special to me.

1. This picture perfectly encapsulates David because a) it was taken at the beach and he lives for the beach b) because he is tan (way, way tan) and it's disgusting how tan he is c) because his hair is blonde, curly and total "surfer" (which he is and always will be) d) because he is wearing a Rip Curl sweatshirt and loves Rip Curl more than any other kind of clothing - except maybe Vineyard Vines or Brooks Brothers. When I met David, he still had this summer tan and I was drawn to his bright blue eyes and charming smile (see picture). Even though I was on a semi-date with his friend, we immediately hit it off. A week later, I politely told his friend "No thanks." and David politely asked his friend "Do you mind?" and the rest is history.
2. Getting engaged is probably on just about everyone's "favorite memories" list but I think mine is the best. I love that I was surprised when he proposed. I love that I was worried that he would never propose. I love that that morning I had cried to my sisters about it. I love that we went on a walk late at night at my dad's ranch and I couldn't see a thing. I love that he kneeled on the hay of my dad's barn while my heart skipped several beats. I love that David cried and I giggled (a lot). I love that his voice cracked when he called his parents. I love that the next morning we burned our names into the wooden post next to where he proposed and I love that I'll always have the memory each time I go to my dad's ranch.
3. We love La Jolla. We love it A LOT. So, of course, we took our engagement pictures there! My amazing brother flew in from Seattle and we took off to the La Jolla coves and Point Loma where he proceeded to take several great shots. This isn't the one that we used for our invitations but I love it just the same. This picture is special to me because I remember thinking how happy I was when my brother was taking the pictures. I didn't have to pretend to smile and that was a great feeling.
4. I love this picture because I have no doubt that David was whispering something funny in my ear and making me laugh. He's really good at that. I also love it because this wasn't our "first dance" - it was just a dance. No one was watching. No one really even cared all that much. It felt so intimate in this group of people around us. Talking, mingling, eating. I love this picture because it reminds me of that night and how I felt so excited about every little thing. My heart didn't beat at a normal rate all evening. Mostly, I love this picture because it was the day that we were sealed together forever and nothing will ever top that.
5. David really wants to own a boat someday. I'm not talking about a cheap fishing boat or even a decent skiing boat. I'm talking a yacht. Like, a several thousand dollar yacht. He wants to retire and sail around the world with me while stopping at fine places like Greece so we can eat delicious food, walk around the city and then sail away on our next adventure. I'm fine with this dream. Maybe someday, Sweetie. I love this picture because it was taken in Hawaii for our 1st anniversary. I love the colorful sails in the background, the serious look on David's face and how his chest is somewhat puffed up with pride. Most of all, I love how when he realized that I was taking the picture, he got somewhat embarrassed and gave me a goofy smile. Secretly though, he loves this picture too.

I married a very, very, very sexy man.

{favorite faces from hawaii}

Well, I’m back from our wonderful trip to Hawaii! We got back early Saturday morning and spent the whole rest of the weekend, just trying to catch up on some sleep. We took a lot of pictures, so I’ll try to do these in segments. Of course, some of our pictures turned out really ugly/funny so here are a few of my favorite faces from Hawaii.

First, David got really excited about the dragon fruit that he cut in half. It tastes a lot like kiwi.

















Then, somebody took a really beautiful picture of this valley along with a really ugly picture of me. {Please enlarge the photo to get the full effect}
















Then, David made for a dashing sailor pose on the Catamaran while sailing around the coves. {He secretly looooves this picture}

















Then, I made a "spooky cave face" while my veins exploded out of my neck in the lava tube at the volcano.














Then, David made a “happy-I'm-so cute-cave face” while he was supposed to be making a "spooky cave face" in the lava tube at the volcano. I was really disappointed.

















Then, we took this cute picture of us at Akaka Falls.












Then, we took my favorite picture of all! The beach was the best part and bodysurfing was a blast, but nothing compares to our facial expressions in this picture as the waves crashed us upon the shore. {Once again, click on the picture to enlarge. You won't regret it. I probably will though.}







Then, we took this other cute picture of us in downtown Kona that I think we will use for our Christmas card photo. What do you think? It's either this one or the one above. Feel free to vote for your favorite in my comments.

{hawaii}

Aloha from Hawaii! Just wanted to share a couple of pictures before our wireless internet closes at Border's.

This picture is on Waikiki beach in Honolulu. It was a gorgeous day.

We have been eating a LOT of tropical fruits (as you an see in this picture). Papaya, Starfruit, Dragon Fruit, Ramuton (?), Mangoes and Pineapples.

I'll blog more later.

Aloha!

{boo}

Happy Halloween!

{oh beautiful day}

Although I just LOVE Autumn, I think these Spring flowers are delightful.

I can see myself now walking through those open gardens in a beautiful, white linen dress. I can smell the grass and the sunshine. I can taste the grapes that I am munching from my hand. And then, I lay down on a soft quilt with a feather pillow and read a delicious book with my head in David's lap.

Sheesh, I feel like the words "bring me the head of a pig" should fit somewhere in that paragraph. Cheeser, I am. However, I do wish that the weather could be lovely all year round.

{a dilemma}

The truth of this picture is astounding.

In other news . . .

After my brother sent out a creepy e-mail about blog stalkers, I've been feeling very scared about how public my blog is. Here are my options:

1) Go through each blog entry since May 2005 and omit true names and any indication of where I live.
2) Make my blog private and in the process completely screw myself over with any chance of selling my products on Etsy, forgo possibly rekindled relationships with long-lost friends and feel stupid for actually believing that people will log in to Blogger just to look at my boring blog.
3) Not be scared of blog stalking and take my chances.

Thoughts? I don't know what to do. My choice would be to do Option #1 but that would take me months! Does anyone know of an easier way to do this?

{the many faces}

When you're trying to take a picture of yourself and your husband, it's really annoying when he'll only make these kinds of fake smiles. However, I love that man.

Life is so good.

We are going to spend the whole weekend in bed . . . cause that man is getting a cold! Sicko.

{to marty}

Dear Marcus,

Remember how cool and hardcore we were in front of the British Museum?

Remember how you got totally wasted in Wicklow Jail and those Irish fiends put you on the slow boat to China?

Remember how I was punished for your prohibition crimes and put in the gallows??

Remember how you played the lute at the edge of the Irish Sea like a leprechan . . .

and then, remember how you played "Scarborough Fair" for me on the stone wall overlooking the Irish Sea?

Remember how we sang silly Irish drinking songs even though we didn't know the words?

Remember how cute we were at Tivoli Gardens?

Rememer how high you jumped at Hamlet’s red doors?

Remember how we strolled along this path before we came to the shore of the Baltic Sea?

Remember how your sister loves you?

Remember how she is proud of you for serving a mission in Germany?

Me too.

Love, Elizabeth