A Tuesday of Truths

Let me just say one thing to start: Life is good.

• I finished one of my papers today. It's due tomorrow. Somehow I always manage to live right on the edge with every paper I write. I think I like the drama of having to finish, and honestly...I think it makes me work harder and write better. I think it's the only way I can find real motivation to start or finish writing. 
• I've been having REALLY weird dreams since we moved into this apartment. I don't know why it just started here, but seriously. Weird. For instance, I had a dream last night that was a mixture of the video game Peggle and the movie Shawshank Redemption. Super trippy. 
• Kameron gave me flowers for Valentine's Day. Those flowers are still in our apartment, only they smell terrible and are now growing mold. We JUST noticed. I've never had moldy flowers before, but apparently it happens and it's gross. 
• Speaking of Mr. Kasparian, we've been married one month today. It's a little crazy because it feels like it has been a week, but at the same time I feel like I've been living with this guy forever. I mean that in a good way. I've gotten so used to sharing a closet, a bed, a fridge, a bathroom, and everything else with him. It's nice. I've had some amazing roommates, but sorry girls...this one takes the cake. Every day I'm amazed that I'm able to love him more than the day before. I think I'll keep him around for a few more months. And by "a few" I most definitely mean an eternity's worth. 
• I need a job. I'm getting bored while Kam is at work. The problem is, I want a cool job but I'll probably have to settle for something that maybe isn't that cool. I'll keep you (like...all two of you) updated in that department. 

Goodnight, world! Off to new weird dreams! 

Remember Pogs?! Thought about them today...

Truth A-little-later-than-Tuesday

I'm a day late on this post but so what? I do what I want.

• I'm supposed to be writing the last two papers I have due for my classes in Austria and I literally have NO motivation to do them. I've never been one to have much motivation to write papers in the first place but this is THE worst it has ever been. I'm no longer attending those classes, I'm in the U.S., I got married, I want to do so many other things, I'm not in ANY type of class right now...and it's terrible. I'll get them done but it's going to take a LOT of effort that I don't want to give. 
• Today at the store I bought kumquats. I can't tell you why I did such a thing. I've never had one, I don't know what they taste like, but they were cute and small and orange so I bought them. Looks like Kam and I will have a tiny food adventure tonight. 
• As it turns out I really enjoy cooking dinner. It was one of my biggest fears coming into marriage. It's pretty fun! I still need to build up some favorite recipes and try some new things, but it's fun!
• It seems like every time I have an academic paper to write all it makes me want to do is write something creatively. It's like my free-spirited inner English nerd senses that it's about to be used for something boring and bland and screams, "YOU CAN'T CAGE ME!!" and keeps telling me to write something I WANT to write. I'm going to have to sucker punch the inner nerd for a few weeks which makes me sad.
• I leave you with this picture because it makes me laugh: 

Truth Tuesday: Valentine's Edition

This Truth Tuesday is going to be kind of one big jumbled truth about my thoughts on Valentine's Day. Okay? Okay.

So, I've never really been a big fan of Valentine's Day. I don't think I ever hated it but I just never cared. That still holds true to some degree. However, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't pretty cool being married on the day of love. It's crazy how much more I care when I actually have someone that walks though the door carrying a bouquet of flowers that he thoughtfully picked out just for me, even though he doesn't care much about the holiday either.

Every Valentine's Day, without fail, I hear both sides. Either "I love Valentine's Day/Love everyone!" or "I hate this holiday". I can see both sides of the argument. Those people that say they hate it usually pose the argument that they don't see the need for the holiday set aside for love when every day should be a day you tell and show your loved ones you care about them. There is validity in that statement. However, I think it's nice to have a holiday where you can do just a LITTLE extra and to maybe be reminded that there are people in your life you may not have expressed love to in a while. Love is a splendid thing, romantic or otherwise so why NOT celebrate it? In my opinion, just because you tell someone you love them on February 14th doesn't make those words any less true.

Everyone that says they hate Valentine's Day says it's not because they're single. I was that way to some degree. I claimed I didn't care about it and said it was NOT because I didn't have that special someone in my life.

I'm calling you all out right now to tell you you're lying. Nobody wants to be single on a day set aside specifically for love. I don't care what anyone says...it's just not fun. BUT...

I wish I would have taken my own advice on this in the past: have fun anyway. Make valentines and give them to random people. Bake cookies. Get together with your friends and watch chick flicks. I never thought I'd be THAT person to say this but love isn't just romantic love. Call up your family or friends you haven't seen in a while just to see how they are and tell them you love them. Can't hurt, right? :)

So here is to love! All my past Valentine's Days I've either been single or when I was with someone...well...that's another story for another day, but this Valentine's day I jumped right to being a wife and wouldn't have it any other way. It feels pretty nice to know I got this one in the bag. :)

Go forth and LOVE, I say!!

Title Change

Due to recent events, I am announcing that a change will be coming to the title and layout of this here blog quite soon.

What events sparked this sudden change, you ask?

A little thing called eternal marriage. And a grand thing it is.

Two weeks ago from today, I married my best friend. After the longest six months of my life, I finally lost a fiance and gained a husband. And I don't care what anyone says, I'm pretty certain I found the best husband in the whole wide world. And universe. And whatever else lies out there.

Before this turns into a gushy post about how great my new husband is (which, let's face it, it will most likely turn into that anyway) let me give you a few short insights into my wedding. Everyone told me that I'd be stressed out of my mind the last two weeks before my wedding. In all reality, those two weeks were probably some of the most relaxing and exciting weeks ever. All those small details that I would have normally cared about, I didn't. My motto became "I don't care". I just wanted to get married.

The open house the night before the wedding was beautiful. I saw old friends, family I hadn't seen in a while, and it was an all-around good time. After all was said and done, I said the last goodbye I'd ever have to say to Kam as he drove back to Bountiful. After a sleepless night, I woke up early the next morning to get my hair and make up done and make the drive to the temple.

Here is a good time to mention something. Everyone kept asking Kam and I if we were nervous. We always remarked on how much we hated the question. To us, we felt like there is no reason for nervousness. Excited? Of course. Nervous? Not so much. So as we made this drive to the temple, I thought about how I was feeling. The day was finally here. But all I felt was calm. Calm all mixed together with bits of excitement and butterflies. But not nerves. I knew I was making the best choice I ever could have made.

The sealing was perfect and beautiful. I'll never forget the words of advice our sealer gave to us. Even more than that, I'll never forget the look in Kameron's eyes as he glanced my way before taking me as his lawfully wedded wife. Gosh, I love him.

The rest of the day went so smoothly. The luncheon was great, the reception was wonderful and Kam and I couldn't wipe the smiles off of our faces. I couldn't have asked for anything more. I have so many people I need to thank for making our day so special. It was perfect.

Then we went on our honeymoon! MEXICAN CRUISE!! It was a BLAST. Best decision ever. It was filled with good food, new friends and great adventures. Oh, and a bladder infection for me. Don't worry...there was no way I'd let that take away from the cruising experience. Not to mention that I married a man that takes care of me even if it means that he gets no sleep and has to do our laundry while I sleep away a 101 degree fever. And doesn't complain once about it. I lucked out.

Now Kam and I are in our apartment and have been for a week. It's been crazy and fun (crazy fun) to run around and buy the things we need. We've assembled more items of furniture this week than I have in my entire life. At times it feels like he and I are playing house, and that next week we'll go back to living an hour apart. Then I remember that we're married and I get to live with him forever. Thank goodness!

I always see the Facebook posts two weeks after someone gets married that says "Married life is the BEST! I love my husband so much!!" And quite frankly, I hate them. Always have. But I get it now. I was always like, "Okay...I know marriage will be awesome but is it really THAT awesome right away?" Answer: yes. Yes it is. I went into that sealing room on January 28th holding the hand of the man I'd be spending the rest of eternity with, so of course I loved him. But now, only two weeks after that day, I feel closer to Kameron Thomas Kasparian than I ever thought possible and I know that will only grow. Especially if he continues to come home from work to me playing video games because to him, that makes me great wife. That's easy enough.

So, yes, that turned cheesy. But I want everyone to know how happy I am. That I made the best decision of my life and that I know it will only get better. I thought I knew what love was, but I had only hit the tip of the iceberg.

One more thing: husbandhusbandhusbandhusbandhusbandhusband....nope. Still doesn't seem real. ;)

Signing off! This time as Katie Kasparian. Gosh that sounds good...