I love birthdays. People make fun of me for how much I love birthdays. I drag my birthday out so much no one even knows when my real birthday is. Why exactly am I like this? Beats me.
I mean, you know I love being extra, so that could be part of it.
Continue reading “Fave Five”
There ain’t no party like a Boyer-Polo party because a Boyer-Polo party features ALL THE THINGS!
Dancing! Donuts! Cotton Candy! Jdawgs! A photo booth that maybe sort of worked!
Continue reading “The Party”
Rob and I were technically married in the Provo City Center Temple (see previous post), but it was really important to us that we have a more formal ceremony to celebrate our love and commitment.
Plus, you know I’m totally basic. And I wanted that traditional wedding moment: walking down the aisle, making vows, kissing in front of a crowd. The whole shebang. I wanted the dress, the procession, the promises. And I’m glad we did it because it was hands down my favorite part of the day.
Continue reading “The Ceremony”
I know I said I was anxious to share more than one blog post about my wedding…but then I got these photos and I was like damn I’m never going to stop talking about this. So fair warning, these are photo-heavy posts. But google analytics tell me people like visual aids. So this might be exactly what the doctor ordered. Because we’s about to get our photos on.
Continue reading “The Wedding”
I was once told that the best thing I could ever do is to just enjoy each phase of my life. To relish every chapter. It’s great advice that I’m just…not so great at keeping. A lot of my life has been spent forward-thinking stuck in a lot of phases I just couldn’t wait to be done with.
Continue reading “Another one bites the dust”
It’s been awhile, but not a long while so this blog is still doing pretty well for itself if I do say so and I do say so because, you know, it’s not even been that long.
But it’s 2017 and I still haven’t blogged anything. Not about my engagement or the fact that I’m getting married in SIXTY days. Or how I started my new job and, you know, employment aint that bad.
Continue reading “Life, Disseminated”
I’m going to start by saying I don’t actually believe you. My elementary school frenemy absolutely eviscerated me once for thinking you were real, so you can definitely blame her. She ruined everything.
Continue reading “Dear Santa”