Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Friday, December 5, 2008
Last Night
Don't tell my boss, but last night I ditched work just to go hang out with Miguel. It was fun because it was like sluffing school again and we went around town. First place we went to was a book store and for some reason, when we're walking in Miguel (jokingly) blabs out, really loud "hey want to look up the dirty sex books?" Then, she noticed this lady trying not to smirk, out of disgust and disdain, right in front of us and I say "Of course!". Miguel was a shade of red, I think is only reserved for poisonous lizards in the amazons. That would be a good name for a blush from Maybeline, maybe. Anyway, so later we go to the mall to eat and Miguel was paying for it, so I ordered a cookies and creme shake and start drinking it without the lid, so I have a whip cream mustache. Then some random "bro" eating by himself says something dirty about it, that we both didn't get and I usually get dirty jokes but this one was confusing. So Miguel and I both just starred in confusion at this bro and he was like "ahh...you don't get that joke?" and we were like "no..". A ha hah. That was so funny. I wish I could just stare at stupid dirty jokes till they feel uncomfortable and leave. I mean it wasn't funny and plus who is this bro? Anyway, that was fun. Yes sluffing is a word. In Utah at least.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Moon Burns on a Mountain
I'm an avid follower of Mr. Boyer's several blogs, but I have yet to contribute to "our blog." I feel like the public deserves to know at least partially the other half of this relationship. So here I am with my attempt to verbalize a few of my thoughts. Perhaps I'll start with a story.
Basically, it started out as strictly a textual relationship. Kinky, right? Well, as you are all well aware, my sister-in-law set us up. I hate being set up even though I was a little intrigued about this crazy dancing boy I remember from her and Jon's wedding. To be quick with it, I started texting him to avoid suffering through a potentially disasterous night. I thought he was hilarious, and as far as I'm concerned, so did he. Meaning he thought I was hilarious. After texting nonstop for like 3 days he called me. My first impression was-"Wow, what a sexy voice." That's a lie. My first impression was really, "Wow, he talks funny." I later found out that he thought the same thing. Romantic, huh? So, we talked for like ever and we thought it would be hilarious to meet before our double with Jon and Amber so we would have all these inside jokes and they would be left extremely confused. He drove down to Provo and I was ridiculously nervous waiting for him to come. Mainly because I hadn't been on very many dates since I'd been home from being a missionary and I especially hadn't been on a blind date, so I was embarrassed and probably had really sweaty pits or something. I can't remember. Anyway, he showed up and my first impression was, "Oh hell, he's smokin'." Wrong. It was, "Huh, he's really short." You see, all the guys in my family are six feet or taller so this little 5 ft. whatever showing up at my door was a little humorous to me. However, I was really mature about the situation and I kept my mouth shut. Well, we had a glorious time, and we found out that we had lots in common: ie. music, spanish speaking mission to California, pasty opaque skin, democrat, just to name a few. We decided to boxear in the light of the full moon in a parking lot in the mountains because that was the only logical thing to do at the time. I found out that he's a lot tougher than me, which is a good thing. Then we went hiking, obviously, and we soon found a great place to lay down, look at the stars and talk about Full House (don't ask...or do ask if you want.) All the sudden, I look over at him and he says something 'hilarious and witty' as he goes in for it. All I can think is, "That dirty freak! This is the first date! Who does he think I am? Does he really think I'm going to...oh well, I haven't gotten any for like 18 months +, and he's a really cool boy." Pretty much it's all history from there. I'm a big Nick fan. Like way big. I love his guts and that's my story. the end.
Basically, it started out as strictly a textual relationship. Kinky, right? Well, as you are all well aware, my sister-in-law set us up. I hate being set up even though I was a little intrigued about this crazy dancing boy I remember from her and Jon's wedding. To be quick with it, I started texting him to avoid suffering through a potentially disasterous night. I thought he was hilarious, and as far as I'm concerned, so did he. Meaning he thought I was hilarious. After texting nonstop for like 3 days he called me. My first impression was-"Wow, what a sexy voice." That's a lie. My first impression was really, "Wow, he talks funny." I later found out that he thought the same thing. Romantic, huh? So, we talked for like ever and we thought it would be hilarious to meet before our double with Jon and Amber so we would have all these inside jokes and they would be left extremely confused. He drove down to Provo and I was ridiculously nervous waiting for him to come. Mainly because I hadn't been on very many dates since I'd been home from being a missionary and I especially hadn't been on a blind date, so I was embarrassed and probably had really sweaty pits or something. I can't remember. Anyway, he showed up and my first impression was, "Oh hell, he's smokin'." Wrong. It was, "Huh, he's really short." You see, all the guys in my family are six feet or taller so this little 5 ft. whatever showing up at my door was a little humorous to me. However, I was really mature about the situation and I kept my mouth shut. Well, we had a glorious time, and we found out that we had lots in common: ie. music, spanish speaking mission to California, pasty opaque skin, democrat, just to name a few. We decided to boxear in the light of the full moon in a parking lot in the mountains because that was the only logical thing to do at the time. I found out that he's a lot tougher than me, which is a good thing. Then we went hiking, obviously, and we soon found a great place to lay down, look at the stars and talk about Full House (don't ask...or do ask if you want.) All the sudden, I look over at him and he says something 'hilarious and witty' as he goes in for it. All I can think is, "That dirty freak! This is the first date! Who does he think I am? Does he really think I'm going to...oh well, I haven't gotten any for like 18 months +, and he's a really cool boy." Pretty much it's all history from there. I'm a big Nick fan. Like way big. I love his guts and that's my story. the end.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
How it all began...
So do you have a girlfriend? My cute Sisiter in law wants to go on a date with you. For real! She is so cute and funny!
Just like me! Does she play tennis?
Umm no tennis but she is always up for new fun stuff! She is moving down to Provo this weekend! Lets double!
This weekend?
No can do. But, maybe next week.
I have no idea what I was doing, putting love off for another week
I have no idea what I was doing, putting love off for another week
Give me a call
Ok let me call my sister in law and I will call you!!!
I don't think you will. You're super flaky.
I will prove you wrong... Next Friday? How does that sound? Call me. If you don't by Wed I will call you!
This could be the One. If not then I'm never gonna dance again. Guilty feet have got no rythm. And it'll be all your fault.
Wow how prophetic. Of course you always think crazy thoughts when you're single cause you have so much time for yourself.
Wow how prophetic. Of course you always think crazy thoughts when you're single cause you have so much time for yourself.
Huh... Why no reply to my text
what text?
I sent you a picture of Michelle a good one like of her face.
oh I got it. I love it.
Got any other plans for before or after we eat?
Maybe I'll just ditch you guys and we'll go downtown.
You and Michelle will go downtown? That would be fine with me... but dinner first!
I'm just saying. If we just eat then it'll be awkward afterwards unless we do something else.
Yeah well lets just talk during dinner about what to do. I think she is planning on doing something after.
we decided to go to the art show at the U after
Oh Nick! Well you guys just decided I am confused cause I just talked to her and she said that we should just go to Provo cause she does not have a ride up here.
oh maybe it was another Michelle
Pretty sure is was the moo... thats what I call her she hates it! i will call her or maybe you just call her work out the details and let me know
Ok tomorrow at 6:30... you down?
uh huh
where are we going?
The Beginning
where are we going?
The Beginning
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Somethings
Its not how long you know someone, its how far you go with someone...emotionally. "Oh" says Miguel.
When we're together its like when atoms split...explosions.
You're on drugs like 30% of the time - Nick
I know I love it- Miguel
When we're together its like when atoms split...explosions.
You're on drugs like 30% of the time - Nick
I know I love it- Miguel
Friday, November 7, 2008
Wedding Dance Everyone... Bring Drugs!
Apple bottom jeans, boots with the fur...she hit the floor. Shorty got low. Reeboks with the straps. Gave that big booty a slap. She hit the floor. Shorty got low low low low low low low.
Need some good wedding song suggestions. Don't really need them but if you have any to offer, please comment.
Also, we are sad to report that Miguel sort of had a baby already. Sorry everyone. We were just having fun. Actually it was a baby kidney stone. Nick had to run down to Provo from South Jordan in the middle of the night to give Miguel some Loritab pills for her baby kidney stone labor pains. Luckily Mama Bear was gracious enough to go pick her up the next day and take her home. Please pray for Miguel's kidney to get off drugs. It loves to get stoned.
Tid bit fact about Nick and Miguel- Nick first proposed to Miguel while she was intoxicated on Morphine. Nick says she was love drunk but it was the Morphine. She said "are you serious?" and Nick said "yep" and they lived happily forever.
Need some good wedding song suggestions. Don't really need them but if you have any to offer, please comment.
Also, we are sad to report that Miguel sort of had a baby already. Sorry everyone. We were just having fun. Actually it was a baby kidney stone. Nick had to run down to Provo from South Jordan in the middle of the night to give Miguel some Loritab pills for her baby kidney stone labor pains. Luckily Mama Bear was gracious enough to go pick her up the next day and take her home. Please pray for Miguel's kidney to get off drugs. It loves to get stoned.
Tid bit fact about Nick and Miguel- Nick first proposed to Miguel while she was intoxicated on Morphine. Nick says she was love drunk but it was the Morphine. She said "are you serious?" and Nick said "yep" and they lived happily forever.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Engaging Photos
This is a collection of snap shots of our love. Some of them might scare you, others just offend, but mostly you should be glad that we're in love and not in jail.
Hold me. 
A walk in the park downtown (otherwise known as the hobo mattress).
What are we looking at? Actually in this moment there was a 15 year old boy jumping some concrete barrier things and totally just hit his crotch on one and was crying. True story.
Greensleeves. This one is like if the camera was taking acid and tripping balls.
Trippin aint easy.
Riding the invisible bulls.
I really like this one. She looks like she's got fire in her blood.
Hold me. 
A walk in the park downtown (otherwise known as the hobo mattress).
What are we looking at? Actually in this moment there was a 15 year old boy jumping some concrete barrier things and totally just hit his crotch on one and was crying. True story.
Yeah first base. First base is actually an elbow grab.
Greensleeves. This one is like if the camera was taking acid and tripping balls.
Trippin aint easy.
Riding the invisible bulls.
Walking the streets of love. I just yanked her out of the bushes in this moment.
Black and White. Cue the classical cat fancy music.
I really like this one. She looks like she's got fire in her blood. Tuesday, October 28, 2008
What are you thinking about?
Miguel- What are you thinking about?
Nick- ...Ducks.
Miguel- What? Ducks?
Nick- Flying ducks.
Miguel- What are you really thinking about?
Nick- Why can't I be thinking about ducks?
Miguel- You're not thinking about ducks.
Nick- ...Ducks.
Miguel- What? Ducks?
Nick- Flying ducks.
Miguel- What are you really thinking about?
Nick- Why can't I be thinking about ducks?
Miguel- You're not thinking about ducks.
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