well-versed in nonsense

back from the dead to talk about love!

2012-02-01T22:44:00.003-07:00

we've been pretty sick around our house. for almost a month to be exact.

(all long stories about chicken fingers, food poisoning and horrible viruses you better pray you never get.)

and between hacking up a lung and being a full-time employed fancy pants (not that fancy. full-time employment. or my pants. sorry.)...

i've been a bad blogger.

i'm sorry.

so to warm everyone's hearts (and to warm you back up to how we do things around here) -

here's a little post to my hubband.

this is my adorable husband being scared of splash mountain.

picture a parking lot in salt lake city on january 31.
it's dusk.
and a silly girl named natalie forgot to check her tires before leaving home that morning and thus...has a flat tire.
who does she call?
jonathan.
who drives 30 minutes out of his way to come rescue her?
jonathan.
who fills the tires with air while natalie just stands there?
jonathan.

you get the point.

all i'm saying is - i get to be with this dude forever.
and i'm sure if i get a flat tire in heaven, he'd help me out then too.
even if he's in a white jumpsuit. that has to be dry cleaned.

love you, honey lamb.

this is wedding day husband

next stop: knitting

2012-01-24T23:30:00.003-07:00

i just submitted a complaint to subway because the store that i live by closed 30 minutes early.

this is who i've become.

miss me yet?

let's get reacquainted.

2011-12-08T20:17:00.001-07:00

i know guys. i. know.

it's been ages.

but i'm back. and i brought some pictures with me!

i would like to blame my blog vacation (that sounds better than blog neglect) on the fact that we've been without internet for over a week, but i was just lazy/busy/bored before.

and now i've seen the error of my ways and being given the gift of internet access after an extended amount of time is like a present. a present that makes me want to write a blog, obviously.

i feel embarrassed that it was such a big deal that we didn't have internet (stupid wind), but j and i both realized how much we really really rely on the internet for things (not that we didn't already know, but we were certainly reminded) - i.e. christmas shopping, hulu watching, facebook stalking, etc.

anyway, here are a few pictograms (they aren't really. i just like that word more.) to describe life right now.

started, finished and LOVED the hunger games over thanksgiving break.

can't wait to read catching fire.

these were our contribution to the zempter family thanksgiving feast.

i call them li'l baby pies. but i call everything "li'l baby"...so i guess you could call them mini pies or tarts.

the artsy angle distracts your eye from the baby pie in the back that fell apart.

and my mention of said pie negates the angle and makes you only look at the messed up pie.

stop it.

our tree is up!

it was fun to have a tree this year since it's our first married christmas and we got an ornament in disneyland (i want to go to there) to put on our tree.

we plan to have all of our special ornaments on our tree in the future, but seeing as it's our first year and we only have one we (okay, i) figured that we should add some other ornaments so it looked a little more decorated.

i seriously think i have a thing for wreaths. i told j the other day that i would just like to stay home and make wreaths all day. this one is my favorite that i've made so far. (and the dark flowers are green...you just can't really tell because my phone is silly.)

my wonderful husband turned 31! we had a tiny party at my parent's house so that we wouldn't have to eat a giant cake all by ourselves...and also so he could get 9 pounds of gummy bears from my family.

they like him more than they like me.

happy birthday (again and belated), jonny love!

education

2011-11-21T01:14:00.001-07:00

i'm not feeling particularly eloquent today, but i do have feelings about education.

i remember in 8th grade we had to make a poster on our biggest dream in health class.
i remember all i wrote was "go to college."
it was something that i wanted more than anything.
and i am incredibly happy that i followed through.

aside from the fact that career prospects increase with degrees and skills, i'm glad for all of the other opportunities that education has given me.

education is important for lots of reasons besides better spelling and understanding how to balance a chemical equation - it's a gateway to lots of other things that make for a happy, full life.

this is my very best friend.

2011-11-19T00:19:00.001-07:00

i have to tell you that it was really hard to find a favorite picture.

there's the toothbrush one from our ward directory that first caught my eye

and a bunch of j growing up that are so cute, but i have to say this is my favorite one.

little baby j after his first haircut. with some light reading in tow.

yes, my husband was the cutest child prodigy ever.

if my children end up half as cute as j, then everything will be alright.

my first date.

2011-11-17T22:42:00.001-07:00

we're gonna do this post two part style.
and there are pictures! i tried to get as close to the actual time frame as possible. to set the mood and such.

part 1. my first date ever in my whole life.

this is a pretty accurate idea of what i looked like on this date as it was a time in my life when i was obsessed with polos.

and blonde highlights. (the hair color denial thing was a bad time.)

my first date was the day after i turned 16.
i wanted my date to be special and such - and at the darling age of 16 i was so starry eyed that i was going with a boy i had a huge crush on (he totes liked me too. presh!).
we went to dinner and then to a park - it was fun, but pretty uneventful.
the good part came when he walked me to my door.
now remember that we both liked each other - and i was thinking about the doorstep scene from the very beginning (i'm a worrier/wonderer like that).
he walked me up the stairs and...
patted me on the head.
no hug.
no handshake. (although i had that after a date once and it felt weird like an interview.)
magical.

part 2. my first date with j love.

this blurry masterpiece was taken about a week or so after our first date. my sister begged me to send her a picture of this boy i kept raving about.

i've talked about our first date before (here and here) so let's just look at the end result of said date.

that's happiness, guys.

my favorite movie

2011-11-17T00:17:00.001-07:00

lately (okay...my whole life) i do this thing where i act like i'm so shocked about something (a question, a comment, a request, a test score, etc.) because i think it's expected of me. (does this even make sense?)

to put it into context - when i realized that the first two questions of this 30-day challenge were "what's your favorite song?" and "what's your favorite movie?"

i thought (in my fake rage voice, naturally): how dare they!!! (whoever "they" is/are?)

who can actually pick a favorite song (um. you can, nat. you did.)

AND a favorite movie (did that one, too.)?!?!?!

...basically there is no way to transition into the point of this post in an organic way.

so let's just move on from my neurotic behavior.

(or better yet! let's blame it on independent study.)

my favorite movie is "memoirs of a geisha"

it took me so long to pick a picture form google images. too many distracting things - memoirs of a geisha desktop wallpaper, you guys! wallpaper!

if you've known me for longer than 2.5 seconds, you've probably heard me talk about this movie.

it's so beautiful and sad (and then happy) and inspiring.

i don't really have the words to do it any sort of justice, so just do me a favor and watch it, okay?

my favorite song

2011-11-15T20:50:00.001-07:00

let's just get one thing straight..i'm one of those people.

the kind that when asked "what kind of music do you like?"

always says "oh you knowwwww. whatever."

when i was getting bridals taken this summer, my photographer, in an attempt to get to know me better, asked me this question. and i gave my typical response.

but this time instead of just saying "okay..." all awkwardly (because you KNOW deep down that these people have a favorite band that they love, but they are too shy to say anything)

she said: "everyone has a music style they like the most."

and then - because i'm an idiot who was just called out

said: "well i've been listening to a lot of 'n sync lately."

which was the truth. yes.

but so not my favorite.

basically what i'm trying to say is - i'm definitely interested in all types of music, but i'm not going to cop out this time.

my favorite song is "transatlanticism" by death cab for cutie.

when i first heard the song, it was in karen's car during junior year of high school. a boy (her first boyyyyyfran) had given the song to her on one of his infamous "i like you so much and these songs make me think of you" mixes. and transatlanticism was his song for her.

the first things out of my mouth when i heard it was "boring! can we change it?"

but then i grew up and learned to love it.

something about the song is so stirring and really beautiful.

and it always spoke to me when i was missing j during the week when he was in layton and i was in provo. (dramatic, i know.)

the song is definitely on the longer side and not everyone's cup of tea, but no matter how i'm feeling i can always listen to it (ALL of it) and feel something new.

thirty days

2011-11-15T20:43:00.001-07:00

shout out to my adorable cousin aleisha (i think i will always call her leish in my mind) because her posting about these 30 day things makes me want to do it too.

so i am.

i really need to enjoy blogging again - and talk about my real life instead of just when i'm stressed about homework.

here. we. goooooooooo!

Day 1 — Your favorite song.
Day 2 — Your favorite movie.
Day 3 – Your first date.
Day 4 – Your favorite photograph of your best friend.
Day 5 – How important do you think education is?
Day 6 – A photo of an animal you'd love to keep as a pet.
Day 7 –Your wedding.
Day 8 – A song to match your mood.
Day 9 – A photo of the item you last purchased.
Day 10 – A photo of your favorite place to eat.
Day 11 – What's in your makeup bag?
Day 12 – Put your iPod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play
Day 13 – The meaning behind your Blog name
Day 14 – A TV show you're currently addicted to.
Day 15 – Something you don't leave the house without.
Day 16 – Something you crave for a lot
Day 17 – How you hope your future will be like.
Day 18 – 5 things that irritate ME about the opposite/same sex.
Day 19 – Something you’re proud of in the past few days

Day 20 – Your favorite poem, book, and fictional character.
Day 21 – A photo of something that makes you happy.
Day 22 – Nicknames you have; why do you have them
Day 23 – A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?
Day 24 – A photo of something that means a lot to you.
Day 25 – Who are you? What makes you different from everyone else
Day 26 – A photo of somewhere you've been and a picture of somewhere you want to go.
Day 27 – What kind of person attracts you.
Day 28 – In this past month, what have you learned?
Day 29 – Something you could never get tired of doing.
Day 30 – A photograph of yourself today + three good things that have happened in the past 30 days

playing in the leaves/playing house

2011-11-04T16:28:00.000-06:00

got to spend last night with this one and her equally adorable parents.

i wish i had a picture of karen at this age, but we weren't friends yet.

so this one will have to suffice.

(that's her, in the pink shirt and the jelly sandals)

the time where i nearly torched the internet.

2011-10-13T22:55:00.004-06:00

i'm having a moment right now.

jonathan is asleep (early? on time? who knows with us anymore.) because he has early early work tomorrow morning (main reason why i'm blogging about this and not having a screaming fit.) - and here i am...working on stupid stupid stupid physical science.

TWO hours of analyzing forces and fundamental principles and blah blahhhhhh only to push the "submit portfolio 1 assignment" button and be rejected.

so harshly rejected by an error message that my "request could not be processed" and i should try my submission "again."

(apparently i quote things a lot when i'm upset.)

and what do you know?

MY WHOLE ASSIGNMENT IS GONE.

far away from this place.

lost in cyber space.

(unintentional anger rhyme)

i tried to do my "it's okay. just do it again. you need this to graduate." pep talk.

but no.

i will not give in so easily.

the internet must pay for robbing me of my completed work.

and so must physical science 100.

here's to the light at the end of the tunnel

2011-10-11T22:42:00.000-06:00

(image found here. graphic, but funny?)

you guys, i'm not lying when i say, i'm feeling a little burnt* out.

(*can also be read as: stressed, freaking, etc.)

between two online classes (not as easy as they sound), "real" class in provo twice a week, finishing up internship projects (try like 5 internship projects), starting a new internship and being a functioning human being and wife - i'm feeling a little like my head it going to explode - and a lot like i don't even care about much else besides sweat pants, netflix, and jonathan. (why yes, i am a glowing example of productivity all. the. time.)

i have to write the responses to 8 "thought" questions concerning time dilation - who has time to take out the trash? or make the bed.

and after i've stuffed myself full of a sufficient amount of belly aching

and procrastination (writing thank you notes is really important to my degree. right?) (so is blogging. doi.)

i remember that this is my life.

and my life is pretty awesome.

and blessed.

and i wouldn't be able to experience (what i assume can only be) the relief (and joy.) of graduating college if i didn't have to endure these pesky papers and quizzes.

and getting to watch 30 rock snuggled in bed wouldn't be nearly as fun if i didn't use it as a reward system to get something done throughout the day.

so i just have to buck it up.

and make it to december.

here we go?

in which i make a mess and buy a glue gun.

2011-10-04T11:40:00.000-06:00

i woke up the other day in a panic to make a wreath.

basically the weirdest thing to happen to me to date.

and i'm only acting like it was a force i couldn't control because IT WAS.

so i hauled my craft-challenged booty to hobby lobby (a magical place that makes me feel like i can do anything).

then the panic of needing-to-make-a-wreath-right.this.second.

turned into the do-these-colors-even-go-together and where-is-the-MUSTARD-felt?!? (there wasn't any.) sort of panic.

when i got home with my bag full of dreams and watched a tutorial on the joy of making felt flowers - i was optimistic.

cautious, but hopeful.

then the wrapping began.

and 2 gossip girl episodes and a movie later - i had a purple yarn circle.

i debated just hanging that on the door.

i mean...i had done something.

but thanks to aladdin (yes. i'm 5.) and an insatiable urge to be the ultimate wife (i'm still defining what that actually is.), i ended up with this:

(hey! i'm a horrible picture. nice to meet you.)

and while it's not typical fall colors - they're still in the right vein, right?

i don't know. i'm still feeling like i need validation about this new found side of me that craves to do crafts, but at least our door is no longer naked.

ohhhhhh chillllldren.

2011-08-17T12:17:00.000-06:00

let's get a few things straight:

yes. i first heard this song on harry potter 7.1.

and yes. the dancing part is weird.

but.

let's all disregard the random, strangely-romantic-even-though-they're-"BFF"(?) dance break and focus.

this song is addicting and awesome.

and a little spooky

(especially when you're getting ready in your apartment all by yourself).

since i've been wed.

2011-08-02T13:44:00.000-06:00

10 things i've learned since becoming a married lady

an iPhone photo essay by natalie marie zempter

(it's official, fools!)

getting married is awesome. and getting married at this pretty place is awesome AND forever.

also, i should've thought to take this picture OUTSIDE of the car.

they give you buttons at disneyland for being newly married.

and then all the ride operators, garbage sweepers, park goers, shuttle drivers tell you congrats.

and then they will get all of the pirates of the caribbean passengers and line-waiters to clap for you.

the long beach airport is mostly outside!

cool! (and a little ghetto.)

jungle cruise is a great first ride.

1. it's covered.

2. there are cheesy jokes.

3. sometimes your tour guide is asian and has a higher-pitched voice and it's funny.

even though the food at disneyland is a gazillion-and-five dollars

and

hoping to find a cheaper meal at your hotel (where the room service closes at 10 PM - who are you, california?!?) seems like a super cool idea -

never. under any circumstances. buy a meal from the hotel "gift shop."

unless you want really gross food and a funny story.

because then you'll get both.

the lego store gives everyone the same, giant bag.

disneyland is a ~~horrible~~ wonderful place for someone who insists on trying on every hat they see.

mickey head ice cream bars are a gift from above.

tomorrowland hates us...today.

when you're a bro - you're a bro4lyf.

another list. wedding edition.

2011-06-22T23:47:00.000-06:00

(a little thing i edited and made my own. original found here.)

honeymoon stuff booked: check.

invitations sent: check.

marriage license: check.

part 1 of videography: check.
bridals: check.
guest book: check.

still as in love as ever: double check.

(hey. who said i can't make cheesy mastercard-esque blog posts?)

on monday, j and i pranced (well...i pranced. he walked around very handsomely) around the train yard for a good ol' moving picture show to show at the reception.

i'll try to post it here when it's finished.

j carried my purse when i was too lazy to pick it up myself and help me out of rusty train cars where hobos hide in the night.

he's a gem, that one.

today i got to play around with yan (aka diana - i like calling her yan like we're the best of friends.) and her wonderful camera.
you guys, i seriously can't tell you how much fun i had.
(even when moose appeared and i nearly cried)
yan is a seriously talented lady.
shooting my bridals with natural lighting and film?!?!
oh. my. heaven.
i cannot wait to see the beautiful things she created.
if there's anything you take from this basically pointless post - please let it be visiting her blog.

whew. it's tough stuff integrating procrastination (blogging at all hours of the night) into productivity (making lists of things to do, etc.).

sorry for more wedding talk.
with only 17 days, it's all i can think/talk about.

this one time where i get defensive about stuff. so...a typical post.

2011-06-08T14:57:00.002-06:00

(i don't own this, but i do find it hilarious. and i'm pretty sure i found it here.)

i've been thinking a lot lately about lots of different things.

let's take a journey through my brain today, shall we?

(word to the wise: get a snack or practice what college has taught you and skim read the crap out of this and then pretend you understand it.)
(i'm also going to break up this post with pictures so your eyes don't bleed from the font. you're welcome.)

1. what do i classify as MY hobbies?

i've had this conversation with j a bunch of times because there's a dude with hobbies. and i LOVE that about him. he always has a list of things that he wants/needs/has to do for fun - whereas i'm often found doing whatever sounds fun at the time. but i don't think that necessarily means that i DON'T have any hobbies at all...i'm just much more sporadic (read: ADD) about it. perhaps it's because a majority of my hobbies are the do-by-yourself hobbies. like reading blogs, or watching embarrassing ridiculous television, or pretending i'm a REALLY good singer (but only when i'm by myself. duh.), or driving around in my car when i need to think (is it okay that i classify that as a hobby?). i guess i could say that i like listening to music, going to concerts, playing the piano (i am a mormon girl after all), watching movies, etc. etc. etc. but those seem to be just...habitual (everyone likes most of those things, right?) more than anything and often times i forget about the piano gathering dust downstairs or lack the fundage to go to a concert. and i'd rather watch a movie with my dude than by myself. ("my dude" sound weird right? i'm trying out some new nicknames. give me a break.)

i don't know why i'm even defending this. i guess what's important is that...i do what i like when i want to. and that changes often.

(these are the things that i enjoy buying from thrift stores. ugly sweaters with built-collars. oh and sarah.)

1.5. will i be doomed to a life full of consistently embarassing hobbies because i'm terrible at cooking/sewing/crafting/"thrifting"/dressing well?

probably. but as you're laughing at my love for korean television - assess some of your own hobbies. everyone has a nerdy/embarrassing/borderline-horrible thing they like and whether or not it's a secret hobby (which sounds pretty scandalous) - you still spend your time doing it. so go do that thing instead of laughing at me.

2. how long do i have to be married before people start pestering me about procreation?

i'm guessing about a month. or an hour. it could go either way.

about 2 years ago one of my friends from high school (who got married right out of high school) asked me "when are you going to fall in love and get MAAAAARRRRIED?!?!"

first: how do you seriously reply to that?

second: if i knew that, i probably wouldn't be talking to you, but rather getting an eyebrow wax/shaving my legs/eating pizza/etc.

third: stop it, bridal baby. (i know i'm only 23, but she was 18! so give me a break.)

obviously if i'm not safe from questions of love and marriage at the "sadly" single age of 20, i am never going to be safe from baby questions as a wedded wife of wifedom (again with the nicknames. i know.)

3. what's with the passive agressive phone companies?

(this is just the thought of the moment. AT&T doesn't keep me up in the night.)

what's with the text, guys? it's like when my mom texts me at 10:30 and says things like "i hope you're not tired when you have to get up at 7 tomorrow morning." (i love you, mom.)

"AT&T Free Msg: (paraphrase. blah blah blah.)...find the plan that's right for you and minimize a costly bill."

I DO WHAT I WANT, CELL PHONE!

(this picture is just cute and funny to me.)

4. am i one of those people that like things because it's cool or do i honestly make my own, informed opinions?

this is a deep one...that could turn into a bout of self-deprication for being a "follower" (i laugh everytime i hear this word. no matter the context.) or a defensive ramble about my uniqueness and blah blah blah.

i tend to revel in the fact that i sometimes (not so much anymore. i'm old and boring and stupid now.) know about bands before they "got big" (but thinking about it now...they are kind of lame bands to know about anyway - panic at the disco? who even cares about them anymore?) this is a very "hipster-y" trait of mine. and i will own up to that any day.

but freak, people. i'm pretty sure i've listened to more n'sync this week than wolfbabycatpowermotherbeard - so let's all take a step off the super cool indie/emo/vintage(? um. what?) music pedestal and admit that JT still knows how to rock the Jetta and sometimes bearded men moaning to the sounds of tambourines and shakers makes me sleepy.

and sure. i have a pinterest account (because my hard drive practically CRIED until i signed up for one), but so does my english teacher and a million other people.

and i shop at urban outfitters and have 2 pairs of TOMS and on and on and on. but whatever. i like shoes and shopping, i am a girl after all.

i also shop at walmart and american eagle and hot topic (randomly. even though i'm scared of the girl's selection of unmentionables.) - so stereotype that.

i don't know why i'm being so defensive today. yikes. sorry.

4.5. will i still be worthy of love if i'm not crazy about vinyl lettering/"keep calm and carry on" posters/and the saying "all because two people fell in love..."?

please say yes. because i really want to be loved.

p.s. i think i just realized another hobby - giving nicknames to things that either don't need one (inanimate objects, marital status, etc.) or already have many perfectly good ones (jonathan). so congrats on that, nat.

p.p.s. oh. clearly also talking to myself is a hobby. not in a crazy way, but in a self-affirmation sort of way.

this other time when i rambled about nothing.

2011-06-01T12:35:00.000-06:00

(not mine. found here.)

if you know me, you know that i love to do that whole retrospect/perspective thing where i remember the good times in the past (sometimes the bad too) and compare that to where i am now. and then remark on how crazy it is.

i'm pretty sure 95% of the sentences that i said to emy past 10 pm started with "isn't it crazy that...(fill in the blank with something about last year/yesterday/last boyfriend/last apartment, etc.)?" and emy would always say something (or think something) to the extent of - it's not that crazy, because you're here. and where else would you be? (except it was much more eloquent - she IS an english major guys).

and she's right. i am here. i am right where i should be.

because where else would i be but right where i should be?

and while i do kind of understand that whole "i don't know where i'd be without...(insert something here)." thing - because like...jonathan. whoa. he's a life changer, that one.

but again - of course i don't know where i'd be without him because i'm not there.

i'm here. with him.

(and getting married in 38 days thankyouverymuch.)

is this making any sense?

probably not.

just smile and nod.

anyway - what i'm trying to get at is that i could do a whole blog post full of things like:

"it's crazy that i always said i was going to get married when i was 23 and i'm getting married when i'm 23." (coincidence, i swear. 23 is just my favorite number.)

"it's crazy that i stayed at byu in that ward (even though i didn't want to) so that i could meet jonathan so that we could fall in love and so that we could get married."

etc. etc. etc. etc.

but guess what?!?!

i'm not going to - because it's not so crazy.

this IS my life.

not a hypothetical or even a question.

just a statement.

quick thoughts for a sunday

2011-05-08T22:48:00.000-06:00

(i don't own this image.)

this weekend has been pretty eventful.

lots of reminders why i am...

so lucky to be marrying my best friend who is amazing and strong. i don't know how i ever lived without him.

so happy to be a part of a family (and soon joining another family) that is so caring of one another.

so blessed to have the knowledge of the true gospel. i know that He lives. He loves us. and He listens to prayers.

and...

so tired all the time. stress and no sleep makes nat a dull girl...and by dull i mean grouchy.

let's take a break for some lovin'

2011-04-20T21:52:00.000-06:00

to further my dedication to procrastination, bloggerdom, and fiancee-ness i would like to say:

i am so in love with this guy.

july 9th here we come.

changez R fuhn.

2011-04-20T02:17:00.000-06:00

let's be honest, kids.

it's been a while.

like a month.

and i totally have 2 papers due by midnight - so of course i have to blog.

(and it's funny because emy thinks i'm working on my papers because she can hear me typing...i swear i'll get it done, okay?!?!)

i move home to ogden on saturday.

i'm leaving behind life as a single, college girl.

i'm starting an internship at this place - which i'm so stoked about.

and i get to marry my best friend. (80 days!)

basically the best. summer. ever.

but it's still strange to me that i'm leaving behind a world that i've grown accustomed to.

the first night i came to college, i sat in my little, green station wagon and cried until i fogged the windows.

i was terrified to leave home.

and while i doubt i'll do much crying when i'm sleeping in my big, comfy bed and eating my mom's delicious cooking (until i have to eat my own pitiful cooking) - i'm still going to miss this home in provo.

(and i don't have a green station wagon anymore...so it wouldn't be quite the same.)

what i'm trying to say is...

i'm grateful for where i've been

and

excited for where i'm going.

provo. i love you. you've been so good to me.

please don't ever change.

love,

nat

ogden. you are my first love.

i hope you haven't forgotten me.

i'll be yours again in 4 days.

love,

nat

layton. we've been friends for a long time.

but soon you will be my home.

be nice to my jonny until i get there.

love,

nat

in terms of engagement.

2011-03-15T00:20:00.000-06:00

i'm getting a new last name.

(aka i'm engaged, betrothed, he-liked-it-so-he-put-a-ring-on-it)

i'm over the moon about it all and i figured i might as well document the event of being proposed to (and getting engaged and being engaged) for posterity and such.

(maybe my posterity won't read blogs - they'll communicate with their mindzzzz and be like "we have to read?!?! psh.")

(just kidding. i'll make them read this while they feed me gruel in my nursing home.)

(this is going to be a long post, but it's basically pretty important guyz, so deal.)

so let's start at the beginning.

and by the beginning, i mean my first date with this guy:

(oh he's so handsome.)

on a monday in september (the 13th to be exact), jonny and i had our first date.

amongst other random activities like watching weezer music videos and eating at bamboo hut, we played yahtzee.

we played 2 rounds of yahtzee that night.

i won the first game. jonny won the second. (i have the scorecards to prove it.)

we never resolved this tie because i was busy trying to get jonny to hold my hand.

(you can't hold hands while rolling dice!)

and he was busy being nervous about wanting to hold my hand.

so let's fast forward about 6.5 months to last week.

jonny had been telling me since monday that he had a surprise for me.

and later he told me that he had found yahtzee for only $3 at target.

both exciting tidbits of news.

i seriously love yahtzee...and surprises.

so friday, march 11th, i left my house wearing (what i'm realizing now was) a weird, jumbly outfit, greasy hair, and nail polish that was begging to be peeled off of my fingernails (my favorite).

after finding out that my surprise was jonny cutting his hair

(he hadn't cut it since we started dating and i was surprised),

i had resigned it to being the typical friday night of nat and jonny

(i was maybe a little bit grateful because of the aforementioned ensemble/hair situation).

we went to bajio's for dinner, browsed through the red box looking for movies that weren't about frat parties or talking golden retrievers (obviously we failed) and decided we'd watch mr. sunshine on hulu.

yahtzee sat on a table in jonny's front room for most of the night. it wasn't even opened and i kind of forgot about it until mr. sunshine ended and jonny asked what i wanted to do next.

at this point, i had picked off ALL of my nail polish - so my nails looked awesome.

and i was wrapped up in a blanket, sitting on jonny's floor.

(basically what every guy wants to see in a girl before he asks for her hand in marriage and such.)

i suggested we play yahtzee.

jonny didn't even coax me towards the game.

hadn't brought it up all night.

acting as if he had completely forgotten about even owning yahtzee.

sly, jonny.

real sly.

so we play a game of yahtzee.

i won. (big surprise. ha. kidding, jonny.)

jonny suggests we play another - i figured he just wanted to win and avenge his yahtzee name.

j: "i went first last time, so it's your roll."

n: "oh. okay."

shakeshakeshakeclinkshake

i look inside the yahtzee cup and see something metallic around one of the dice.

jonny sees me looking quizzically inside the yahtzee cup (again, i'm the picture of beauty/perfection, right?) and tells me that i'm not supposed to look - that i'm just supposed to dump out the cup.

so i do.

i don't even remember if there were dice involved in that roll.

all i know is that a sparkly something was on the carpet in front of me.

j: (with a huge smile) "which one are you gonna keep?"

n: "this one!"

hugkisshugkiss

j: "will you marry me?"

hugkisshugkiss

n: "yes. of course!"

hugkisshugggggggg

(click it to enlarge - not that my hand needs to be any bigger, but you can see the bling better)

so now i'm the lucky wearer of this baby

and

an even luckier fiancee to the greatest man ever.

i am blessed.

read or die

2011-02-20T01:47:00.001-07:00

hey bloggies.
i blogged on my tumblr blog and am too lazy to try and replicate a semi-creative post for blogger.
but check out my other blog too, because i attempt to be less annoying.
and there are prettier pictures there.

CLICK HERE.

love you long time,
nat

2011-02-14T01:25:00.000-07:00

happy valentine's day to all,

but.

especially.

to my valentine.

love love love this guy.

(sleigh bells twentyten)

korean advertising makes me want to move there.

2011-01-27T01:14:00.001-07:00

i just had to share this.

it's from a korean makeup ad.

what's up with the floating kitty head?