Memory #1

I've decided to write a few posts 

about some of the things I don't want to forget. 

So for the next little while, 

bear with me as I invite you into my past.

Flashback to our dating days!

The first picture we ever took together, 31 Oct. 2009

When Beau and I first met, he was practically engaged and I was a fairly new freshman at Brigham Young-University Hawaii. He has later told me that the moment he met me he wanted to date me. That week he officially ended things with his fiance-to-be.

Lucky for me. :)

Three days later we found ourselves in the same Developmental Psychology class together. I used to doodle during class and scribble lyrics down amongst my notes. Beau used to analyze my scribbles to death, thinking every set of lyrics I wrote was somehow about him (good or bad). Silly boy, didn't he know how much I liked him? After our first psych class together I actually had the nerve to invite myself over to his house to cook him dinner. Not sure how that ended up coming out of my mouth, but it did. My roommate and I both  went over and made pesto pizza for Beau and 3 of his other roommates.

When Beau and I first began hanging out, neither of us were too certain what to make of the relationship. I thought to myself, does he like me? He thought to himself, does she like me? Well, we both liked each other quite a bit, but it took us a couple weeks to figure out each others' feelings. One Friday night in September we decided to have a movie night. Beau thought his roommates had some movies at home we could pick from, but aside from Korean action movies we were only able to find one other movie. It was perhaps one of the strangest movies I've ever seen, but we cracked up at the hilarity of it regardless.

The next week we were at Pounder's Beach, just a couple blocks from the school. Beau decided it was the right time to kiss me. Unfortunately for him, I wasn't thinking the same thing. Don't get me wrong, I liked him, and I wanted to kiss him, but something made me turn away. Twice. Harsh, I know. We joke about it now at least. And we finally did get that kiss. A about a week later, on a different beach.

Pounders Beach

Neither of us had cars when we were dating and I lived on campus, so many of our nights were spent just sitting and talking. Weekend nights that is. We were almost always locked up in the library on week nights. When we first started dating Beau was very much a morning person and I was very much a night person. He lost so much sleep our first semester together, since we stayed in the library so late. I tried not to stay terribly late though, because he always had a ten minute walk home every night, and it frequently would rain (and by frequent, I mean practically every night). I never heard a complaint out of him though. 

There are probably lots more stories of our dating days that I could share, and probably will one day, but for now, this post seems long enough.

The elementary class that we volunteered at our first semester

One Day.

I LOVE Anthropologie. Seriously, if someone gave me an endless credit card

(Yeah right! But I can dream),

I would buy almost all of my home furnishings there.  

This is of course once I live in an actual house

 and can fit something more than just a bed and dresser in my place of dwelling.

One day. 

The boy knows me well

Check out the awesome earrings and necklace

that Beau got me for Valentine's Day.
(Sorry for the low quality pics)

He found them at this adorable shop.

Seriously, my husband is the greatest.

Love him so much.

A Valentine's weekend breakfast

Hope everyone has a lovely Valentine's Day.

Food Fest again

Beau and I attended another lovely Food Fest.

Every semester the school celebrates

the different cultures and groups

on campus by hosting 

Food Fest.

Each club gets a station and sells

delicious cultural foods.

This semester we got plates

from the Fijian club

and the Japanese club.

YUM. 

One week til Valentine's day

Next Monday is the number one day of love.

Working at a high school, Beau is anticipating the day

if not for sheer humor. 

Come on, tell me you don't remember high school love...

Boxes of chocolates, balloons, roses, stuffed teddy bears.

Ahh the beauty of love.

Happy Groundhog's Day

Look's like an early spring!

Fun facts for the day now...

Did you know this tradition was patterned after the Roman's belief 

that early February was a predictor of future weather.

Instead of groundhogs however, they used hedgehogs.

When German settlers came to the United States

they could not find hedgehogs and instead used groundhogs.

True story.

If you want to read the full story, check it out here.

Have a happy Wednesday!

Guess what.

Guess what I just realized Sunday was. 

Exactly one year since I was given this lovely thing. 

Isn't it gorgeous?

Wanna know he proposed?

Well, here's the story...

It was Saturday night

and he was driving me up to Haliewa to go have dinner.

As we were driving, Beau told me that his roommate had called 

and said there was crazy traffic on the North Shore.

Well, it's the North Shore, so it didn't come as a surprise to me.

He asked if I wanted to stop and watch the sunset at one of the secret beaches off the road.

We parked and walked down the wooded path until it opened up into a wide bay. 

I'm a little accident prone, and so I had been looking down at my feet almost the whole time,

trying not to trip.

It wasn't until we were actually standing right on the beach that I noticed something.

Right in the sand there were a dozen red roses laid out in the shape of a heart.

Right in the middle was a single white rose, 

sitting atop a lovely ring box. 

I was ecstatic. 

Beau picked up the box, knelt down in the sand,

and asked me to marry him.

It was a beautiful night. 

I can't remember the sunset, 

but I do remember smiling til my cheeks hurt. 

I remember most of our dinner consisting of texting everyone we knew to tell them the good news.

I remember not being able to take my eyes off my beautiful ring,

or my incredibly handsome fiancé.

I love him.