Monday, May 11, 2009

Bathroom, bedroom. Etc.


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Apparently you can post four at a time? Picasa.



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we are moved in our apt


It is hard to take good pictures of houses and rooms. But here is what I have taken.
This is where we live!!

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Friday, April 3, 2009

check

We got a marriage license today!

Friday, March 13, 2009

photos

I really like the work of this man.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Announcement, announcement, ann-OOUNCE-ment!

We're in the process of sending out announcements currently. Hurray.

Check: Decided on a date.
Check: Found a place to live and paid deposit. (200 N 600 E. 500/month rent. Mer.)
Check: Printed announcements and pictures. (Duh.)
Check: Got a dress. It's getting altered.
Check: Bought Tim's ring.
Check: Arranged the temple.
Check: Arranged the luncheon location.
Check: Karisa took pictures. (Obviously. Thanks, Karisa.)
Check: Ordered shoes. They are in the mail.
Check: Got my ring from Tim.

Still need to do:

Get Tim a suit.
Find a place to go between April 23 and May 1 (when we can move into our apartment.)
Flowers?

Other ideas? I don't know what else needs to be done.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Let's do an art project.


Although I have lived in girls' apartments for many years, none of my apartments have ever had a quote wall. I think ours may have been the only freshman girls' dorm/apt. which didn't have one of these. I'm not sure why, but I wasn't upset by it. I thought, though, that my apartment this year needed one. My roommates are always writing little tidbits on the whiteboards on our fridge. So adopting the role of apartment quote wall facilitator, I bought some butcher paper, paints, and recruited Tim as my collaborative colleague.
Here is the "artist" at work.

Truthfully, I basically did the letters at the top and he did everything else. (Facilitator.) Although I was quite excited at the outset of our artistic venture, as usual, I faced the blank canvas in a state of creative paralysis.

I can't do art.
But Tim can, so all is well! It's lucky he's marrying me, otherwise I might suffer an artistic condemnation.

By the way, if you are wondering, I don't really know about the definitions of "art" and "artist." But I can sure use those words a lot in this post.

(I feel like a mother documenting photos of her young child, the artist in embryo. I see a lot of potential here. Just like little Marla's parents in My Kid Could Paint That.)