my new obsession.

introduce mochi froyo.

everyday for the rest of my life, i want to eat here.

If you come visit. I will take you here.

And if you come again, we'll go again.

I seriously contemplate being fake sick many a day, just to indulge on some sick mochi froyo joy.
its redic.

9.4.10

 

 

 

And one year later...

 

 

 9.4.11

(so basically my camera went on the fritz and didn't have a battery charger for a while...so these grainy pics are courtesy of my hi-tech laptop. )
thankyou.

We did our first anniversary. p.e.r.f.e.c.t.
We made dinner together.
We ate via candlight.
And we reminisced our first year.

Could it be better? Not. so.
Happythankyoumoreplease.

the art of apologies.

I have always been terrible at apologies.....so my family has forever told me.  I don't think I have ever intended to be a "poor apologizer," but for some reason, that is a lesson I never fully passed.  I either had poor timing, bad intonation, or just simply didn't say sorry. 

**Please don't think I never say sorry.  That is incorrect. I just happen to stink at it most times.

Things I have gradually realized (and the September Ensign has taught):

.tone matters

.timing matters

.sometimes apologizing even if your aren't the one totally at fault is necessary

(which usually it is my fault anyway--let's be honest)

.be honest

.provide explanation. simply saying "sorry" is insufficient.  explain as follow :

 "i am sorry i _______. that was unkind and i will be better.

In marriage, I am slowly and surely learning that art of apologizing. And I am forever grateful for that principle.  (It's super easy when you have a stellar husband who is patient and kind.)

Apologizing is a lifetime art.  i.e., I don't just use it in marriage. But, as of late, I seem to be using it a lot of places. 

**Personal note. I happen to be writing this in my family blog because as a person who has struggled with I'm sure needless moments of angst and frustration--I realize many a moment could have been avoided if I simply learned how to say, "I am sorry."

So, babies-to-be-in the future, your momma will teach you at a young age the importance of the value of apologizing.  I'm sure we'll have our ups-and-downs, but that is one lesson you will not miss and I will equally learn to implement.period.

my favorite movie. period.

"I love you every minute. 

I love you more than band music and cookie-making. "

i LOVE the other sister.

And we're not talking just like, "oh yah. i love it." 

--i mean fully, completely, whole-heartedly LOVE that movie.

Dear Taylor Richard Dalby,

(my knowledge acquired over 12 months of marriage)

**Disclaimer: This post is mostly for my boo. And for my future babies,

(that for those of you who are intending to read this otherwise should realize we are not having as of now. Meaning as of right now I am not pregnant.  Which for some may be a disappoint, but it's still a super cute post, mmmkay?)

Regardless, nothing ridiculous/outrageous is below. I mean, c'mon? This is my family blog. But seriously. These were a few thoughts I had, as I recollected on my past year of one fabbb marriage to Taylor Dalby.

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This morning I woke up and realized that I have been married a year.

I can’t believe all that we have done in this small period of eternity.

Do you remember when we got married and you moved to Washington to be with me?

And then a couple months later we moved to Idaho.

And then a couple months later we moved to Texas.

And then a couple months later we moved to Florida.

In 12 months of marriage I have lived in 4 states with you.

And I’d follow you to the other 46 if that’s where you’d be.

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I wonder why people put off marriage. 

I’m sure I could imagine what life would be like without you.

The only thing is I am positive I would hate it. 

Twenty years without you was enough, Taylor Richard Dalby.

I have an eternity to look forward to with you, and I don’t intend to waste a moment.

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It is my perfect understanding that my hand was specifically made to fit into yours.

My hand has never been happier than when it is rightly positioned in your grasp.

I don’t know what we’ll do when we have babies and I’ll have to share hand-holding time.

(I guess that means we can only have two kids, one on either side of us.)

Just kidding.

But seriously, we’ll have to allot certain rules for hand-holding privileges.

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Remember that one time I forced you to share a nectarine with me because I didn’t want to finish one all by myself?

And then it practically killed you. Literally.

Who knew you were allergic?

After several doses of Benadryl and your face still swollen like Hitch, you slowly tried to fall asleep.

Did you know I was completely panicked and I spent the entire night checking to make sure you were still breathing?

In a completely non-creeper way,

I still check to see that you are still breathing at night sometimes.

In all instances, you have been.

Rest assured.

I don’t think I have ever been more worried about another person’s health. 

I think it might be a good thing for me to become an RN.

**Honey, I know it’s difficult to cut those onions in the kitchen.

Sometimes they are slippery and you get your fingers instead.

I really, really, do appreciate all of your help. 

I also appreciate all of your fingers in tact as well.

Thank you marriage for making me a complete basket-case, worry wart.  Honestly. Thank you.

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Remember how it took me 8 months to figure out that there is a manner in which toilet paper is properly placed on the holder?

And I think I only found out after some exasperated small tiff we had.

That’s rough. 

Here is an acknowledgment I would like to make known:

 Yes, I am the one who, for all of our marriage, did not know that there was a methodical way of toilet paper placement.  And thus, I am most certain I have improperly placed many a roll.

 However, I will have everyone know, I have always replaced an empty roll-methodically placed or not. I have never left a toilet paper holder empty.

That.is.just.cruel.

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Who knew that sharing is caring when it comes to a queen size bed?

I don’t think I was ever a “hog” of anything… but you take the blankets and I take most the bed.

I like our system.  It works.

…but what I really like is that I don’t have to worry about being afraid of the dark anymore.

You always let me crawl in first, which really means you also always get the light.

I love you for that.

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Want to know something else?

You are such an example to me.

Did you know that my personal scripture-reading/journal-writing/prayer-giving statistic has nearly improved abajillion% since marrying you?

Thank you.

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I’ll also have you know the following:

I love that you smile and I only can see your top row of teeth.

*And I love that it is physically impossible for you to show me your bottom row.

I love that when we wake-up together you rush and make the bed before I can help.

I love that you always give me the comfiest pillows-AND the largest serving of lemon bars.

I love that you always tell me I am beautiful.

I love that when I am completely nonsensical and a wreck, you are logical and a rock.

I love that our non-celeb nickname is j&tay.

I love that I really LUV-UH you. And you LUV-UH me too.

I love that our example of a good time is PLANET EARTH and home popped corn.

I love that you value education as much as I do.

I love that when I say “I can’t,” you say I can. And mean it.

I love that you hand over your suit coat when they induce hypothermia at church.

I love that you give me the newest GPS (GiGi) because our older GPS (Nancy) went on the fritz and just confuses the heck out of me whenever I want to go anywhere.

I love that I have been married a year.

And I mostly love that I will have an eternity to discover an infinity more reasons

Of

 Why

 I

Love

 you,

 Taylor Richard Dalby.

First day of LAW SCHOOL.

In the DALBY home you take pictures on your first day of school... so here's Taylor's.

Ohhhhhhh
Back To School
Back To School



I just love it.
Don't you?



And here's mine:

 W.e. l.o.v.e. s.c.h.o.o.l.

the in-laws

i LOVE my in-laws.

They are totally and completely just the cutest things you've ever seen.

It is so comforting to know that you married well.  (Now, I was raised in a wonderful family myself).  But I mean seriously- the Dalby-Mangum-Trueblood clan is just the sweetest/talented bunch ever.  I really have loved getting to be a part of such a fabb fam. AND the best part is I get to keep them all for eternity. 

...the only downer part is that our times together seem few and far between,  but I really do appreciate the special occasions in which I do get a visit! After we had a couple weeks to settle,  my mom left and Michael and Georgia came into town.

Let me tell something to you, those two know how to vacayy and Tay and I were so grateful they were willing to share their excitement with us.

Day 1: The Dalby's take on Universal Studios

Tidbits of Travel- Georgia's fine googling skills taught us the do's and don'ts of amusement park-ing

DO- Wear comfy shoes. a must

Do-Take a picture of your car location (some poor man lost his way when the park closed. no fun)

DO-Carry baggies for your cell phones on wet rides-saved.our.lives.

DO-Wear sunscreen

DO- Have the best company ever to enjoy the time!

Done. and. Done.

Here are some of the best shots of the day:

Our first, (and only Hulk) ride for the day.

Take it back, Tay went for a 2nd round.

 Dear Hulk ride, I would appreciate never riding you again in my life.  I cherish all of my brain cells, and your brain-bashing excitement was more than I could handle.

Note our completely ecstatic facial expressions. This is what BUTTERBEER will do to you.
Yes and Yes. Seconds and thirds please... your completely non-alcoholic delic-ness is addicting.

 Umm. That's right. That's the Hogwarts castle.. completely worth standing in a 45 minute line to glean my 3 minutes of bliss from you.

 

Can I just say, maybe, I might be completely in love with the 

WIZARDING WORLD OF HARRY POTTER. 

Yes, I totally loved every moment of it.. 

ps 9-year old boy in your decked out Gryff ensemble. 

i love you.

 Shmaybe one of the highlights of my 45 minute wait was the SNOW FALL from the HOGWARTS castle. HOW stinking awesome is that. It was 100 plus outside and snowing in the Castle.

Yes I was completely happy as shown below.

Dear BUTTERBEER. I have dreams about you.  

 i just thought this was too stinking cute... michael dalby

 Is this not the greatest picture ever?
Taylor will be a great dad. Note, because he has a great dad.

I can't wait to have future babies and read from our collection of Dr. Seuss books.
Dr.Seuss--you were inspired and I just love you.

FYI Taylor, it's called MARVIN K.MOONEY, WILL YOU PLEASE GO HOME.

I think every home should own a Seuss collection. I don't care if you don't have kids, they're just good to own. (my favv is Yertle the Turtle--its a must.)




Dr.Doom's Drop.. you were my favorite ride. I'd come back and ride you 5 more times just to get a view of Orlando.

 NOTE: this was one of our final rides in the park...notice the completely soaked state of our attire.
Duddley Do-rights water rafting is to blame.
That's right. I rode front seat.
(Duddley's is like unto Splash Mt at Disney)

That's about it for the UNIVERSAL adventure.

Something that made the day--One park in one day was perfect for us.  Thank you michael dalby for the express passes**

No go on the Poseidon Adventure... Second and Thirds on the ButterBeer.mmkay?

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DAY 2: ST. AUGUSTINE BEACH

I honestly can't remember the last time I was on a sandy beach..but man do I love them.

Historical note, St. Augustine is the oldest occupied city in the US. and was originally settled by the Spaniards.

it.is.beautiful.

lighthouse. check. sandy beach. check. wayy cool hippie eatery. check. old college. check
cutest shopping district ever. check.

 

 **Don't hate that we are pasty-pale// our poor vitamin d. deprived bodies have spent long periods of time in frozen rexburg.

 Doesn't that just make you happy?!

That's about it.  We enjoyed our last day shopping around, exploring the law school campus, and prepping the dalby's for their flight home. 

man, we sure miss them.

we just love them.

I truly feel blessed. And I mean it with all my heart.  Medical professionals, comedians, gigglers, students, sports enthusiasts, mothers, bakers, and lovers. You name it. My family has it = )