I misses my sissy...

Hi all! I've seen lots of people do blogs about their life. I suppose I can attempt to do the same. I'm not very good at taking pictures though, so good luck with that one.

So, KC and I got married on December 15, 2012. It was a beautiful snowy day. I felt like the snow queen. I was so happy that day. And to be honest, I've never regretted it. KC is the best husband a girl could ask for. Tomorrow is our four month anniversary. :)

Last Wednesday, my little sister entered the MTC. I miss her a lot. We were best friends in high school, told each other everything, did everything together. I loved spoiling her. I'd buy snacks from the bookstore for her. Oh, she hated that! She didn't want anyone to spend money on her. But I'd tell her to hush up and accept it. So she would. After I became a poor college student and she got a job and had more money than she knew what to do with, she took over the spoiling side of things. I'm sure she paid me back ten times over but she never let me protest because I did the same for her when I had the chance.

Last year, the Venturing crew came out to Salt Lake to go rock climbing. I got to tag along, since it was mostly just my family who came! She and I had fun switching shoes with each other between going rock climbing and going to the mall. Of course, she wasn't quite sure how heelys work, so we switched back shortly after. :)

This was a fun little experiment we did together at youth conference one year! We decided we were both light enough to take one kayak, as long as we could both fit on it. It was so much fun! She didn't even fall out.

Hahahaha! Sorry. This was the best Sunday afternoon (or morning. I don't remember the time of day.) picture ever. Becca and Rachael are the only ones smiling. Nobody else was having a good day at all. Wes had to hold a screaming Wyatt, I got to hold a crying Braden, and Alison was right in the middle of the two most unhappy little boys. Becca and Rachael must have been quite happy to be behind everything and not have to deal with it directly.

KC tells me that he is in an abusive relationship but it's ok. I think he's silly. (She thinks I'm silly 'til she is backhanding me while trying to tell my sister happy birthday...or christmas...or whatever I was trying to tell her. The fact that I can't remember shows either emotional or cerebral trauma, proof of the abuse. She also figured out if she takes her rings off it won't show any bruises...but honestly, it's ok.)