Friday was probably my most favorite day of the year so far. Why? Because it was a “Camie/Judd” day. A Camie/Judd day is exactly how it sounds. Judd and I spent the whole day together. It is amazing that we didn’t get sick of each other My day started out with a phone call from Judd at 6:20am waking me up. I wasn’t mad that he called so early, I was actually very grateful. We were supposed to go to the temple at 6:00am but it looked as if the night before I set my alarm without actually turning it on. Oops. Good thing Judd wasn’t mad and that I was able to sleep in for an extra half hour. We finally made it to the temple at 6:40am and had a great experience there.
Afterwards, Judd came over to my apartment and we made French toast with Nutella on it. I don’t know if anyone has ever tried it but it is DIVINE. My good friend Hannah Broom Stewart introduced it to me in high school and I have basically been hooked ever since. After taking the French toast off the pan, you immediately smother it in Nutella and let the chocolately-hazelnut yumminess sink in. Just writing about it is making my mouth water. It really is so good.
After breakfast was Arrested Development time. Judd and I are obsessed with that show. I am pretty sure that we watch at least one episode a day. We are almost done with it though and I have no idea what we are going to do when we do finish it. Everyone keeps telling us to just start another TV sitcom. Big Bang Theory anyone??? I’ve seen quite a few episodes and I am pretty sure that Judd will love it.
Anyway, after three hours of Arrested Development and a slow recovery from our Nutella coma, Judd and I went our separate ways for a few hours to shower, get ready for the day, and prepare to spend the rest of our time together studying in the library. However, “studying in the library” turned into “let’s talk for another three hours about nothing in particular.” Although I would like to say (and I know my mother would too) that I am upset about the “wasted time,” I really am not. In fact, I cherish the moments when Judd and I spend time together doing the little things in life. It seems like Judd and I have talked about everything in the world, but at the same time I feel like we always have new things to discuss. It really is so special to me and it is one of the reasons why I always get anxious to see him. I know that whenever I have a little story or piece of information he takes it in and really responds. I guess that is just another reason why he is my best friend.
Back to my Camie/Judd day, we eventually made it to the library to find it empty. I mean who really wants to spend their Friday night in the library—especially when there is a basketball game over in the Marriott. Do I feel like a loser when I spend my weekends in the library? Nope. This is what I did all last year too. But to defend my popularity bar, I will say that we left at 10:30pm. Of course, then I went home and went to bed so I guess that doesn’t really help my case. Good thing Judd still thinks I’m cool. And he is the only one that really matters, right? I sure hope so because it seems like he will be sticking around for quite some time and we will have a few more Camie/Judd days in the future.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Soccer Games, Swollen Eyes, and Valentine's Day
Growing up, my parents came to EVERYTHING that I was a part of. Seriously though. Every football or basketball game that I was cheering at, every time that I was performing at a half-time show, every dance recital, and every assembly that I was in even if I only had one line. Looking back, I realize how blest I am to have such supportive parents but I have come to notice that their influence has rubbed off on me. So naturally, when Judd started to tell me about his soccer games, I just assumed that I would be going to all of them to watch him. However, I quickly came to realize that soccer games are not dance recitals. Never before have I been so lost at a sporting event. My first game I had a friend explain to me what was going on the whole time. I grew up with three older sisters and although one played soccer for a few years, I don’t remember much of her games. Yet, I am proud to announce that I am slowly starting to figure out the world of soccer much to Judd’s (and mine’s) amazement. It has been really fun going to his games and hanging out with the soccer kids. I have always imagined them with the stereotype of the cool and collected jocks who knew that they were really good but didn’t have to brag about it like football or basketball players. So just imagine how “cool and collected” I felt when Judd introduced me to all of his soccer buddies. To say the least, my popularity bar that only exists in my head sky-rocketed.
However, I am pretty sure that two weeks ago that bar crashed and burned. Judd had a soccer game for his BYU intramural soccer team that I went to. As I was sitting there and imagining that I knew what was going on, my eyes started to itch. Not just one, both. It wasn’t a big deal and I assumed that if I went to the bathroom and washed them out that I would be fine. After looking in the bathroom mirror, I also noticed a hive on my neck and that my eyes were swelling. I panicked (which I am sure only made it worse) and debated on if I should go home or not. Judd only had a few minutes left in his game so I decided to stick it out until the end. Little did I know, my eyes were basically like a balloon and I would soon have a marshmallow face with slits for eyes. When the game ended I was getting plenty of strange looks from Judd’s teammates and many of them asking me if I was okay. That is when Judd saw me. I saw him muffle a gasp but his jaw still dropped. When he asked me if I was okay I knew I looked pretty bad. Everyone had been planning on going to Costa Vida after that game but Judd was determined to get me some Benadryl instead. I still didn’t believe it was that bad until we got into his car and I looked in the mirror. It was then my turn to gasp and have my jaw drop. Yeah. It was that bad. We rushed to the nearest Walgreens where Judd spent the next 15 minutes speaking to his dad on the phone of whether he should get me Children’s Liquid Benadryl or the regular pills. After coming to the consensus of the Children’s Benadryl (and me scratching my eyes out the whole time) I downed the bottle. Okay. Not really. And I am in no way endorsing OD-ing on Children’s Benadryl but I did take more than Judd and his dad suggested. I should’ve listened to them. I was passed out within the hour. Good thing Judd drove that day or else I would not have made it home. It was quite the adventure and I am very glad that I survived to tell the tale.
Switching gears completely now, two days ago was Valentine’s Day! For starters, I need to give my big sister Chelsea a shout out and wish her a happy 22nd birthday. Hope it was fantastic, big sis! Well my Valentine’s Day was fantastic. Like I was mentioning earlier about the supportive parents, every year before this one, they have been my Valentines. For instance, I have never been dating someone on the actually Valentine’s day before so I would wake up every morning on Valentine’s Day with a card and box of chocolates from my mom and dad (aren’t they the best?). This being said, I was pretty excited to have an actually Valentine (yes, I still got a phone call from my dad telling me that he had a card for me when I next saw him. He is such a sweetheart).
Anyway, Judd picked me up, blindfolded me, and took me to the car. We drove around for a while taking lots of twists and turns to get me lost (I have an internal GPS) and ended up parking. He got the door and led me still blindfolded to some stairs and then realized that he needed his keys to get in the “restaurant.” After opening it and leading me in, he took off the blindfold and I stood in his apartment with a home cooked meal and a candlelit dinner. Did I also mention that there were roses and chocolates on the table as well? It was perfect. We had yummy homemade chicken Alfredo (Mom is very impressed that he can cook) with parmesan bread and cut up strawberries we could dip in chocolate. It was very yummy.
However, there was one downfall from the evening and it was not Judd’s fault in any way. We had both gotten a little stomach bug over the weekend and although Judd was fully recovered, I wasn’t. I realized a little too late that I probably shouldn’t have eaten as much as I did and ran to his bathroom because I, unfortunately, couldn’t keep it down. I felt terrible but as soon as I exited the bathroom Judd had some mouthwash, gum, blankets, and Tangled waiting for me. The guy is a keeper for sure. We ended up cuddling and watching Tangled for the rest of the night (I am surprised he still wanted to be around me) and then took me home. It was a perfect evening and I am so grateful that he is in my life!
However, I am pretty sure that two weeks ago that bar crashed and burned. Judd had a soccer game for his BYU intramural soccer team that I went to. As I was sitting there and imagining that I knew what was going on, my eyes started to itch. Not just one, both. It wasn’t a big deal and I assumed that if I went to the bathroom and washed them out that I would be fine. After looking in the bathroom mirror, I also noticed a hive on my neck and that my eyes were swelling. I panicked (which I am sure only made it worse) and debated on if I should go home or not. Judd only had a few minutes left in his game so I decided to stick it out until the end. Little did I know, my eyes were basically like a balloon and I would soon have a marshmallow face with slits for eyes. When the game ended I was getting plenty of strange looks from Judd’s teammates and many of them asking me if I was okay. That is when Judd saw me. I saw him muffle a gasp but his jaw still dropped. When he asked me if I was okay I knew I looked pretty bad. Everyone had been planning on going to Costa Vida after that game but Judd was determined to get me some Benadryl instead. I still didn’t believe it was that bad until we got into his car and I looked in the mirror. It was then my turn to gasp and have my jaw drop. Yeah. It was that bad. We rushed to the nearest Walgreens where Judd spent the next 15 minutes speaking to his dad on the phone of whether he should get me Children’s Liquid Benadryl or the regular pills. After coming to the consensus of the Children’s Benadryl (and me scratching my eyes out the whole time) I downed the bottle. Okay. Not really. And I am in no way endorsing OD-ing on Children’s Benadryl but I did take more than Judd and his dad suggested. I should’ve listened to them. I was passed out within the hour. Good thing Judd drove that day or else I would not have made it home. It was quite the adventure and I am very glad that I survived to tell the tale.
Switching gears completely now, two days ago was Valentine’s Day! For starters, I need to give my big sister Chelsea a shout out and wish her a happy 22nd birthday. Hope it was fantastic, big sis! Well my Valentine’s Day was fantastic. Like I was mentioning earlier about the supportive parents, every year before this one, they have been my Valentines. For instance, I have never been dating someone on the actually Valentine’s day before so I would wake up every morning on Valentine’s Day with a card and box of chocolates from my mom and dad (aren’t they the best?). This being said, I was pretty excited to have an actually Valentine (yes, I still got a phone call from my dad telling me that he had a card for me when I next saw him. He is such a sweetheart).
Anyway, Judd picked me up, blindfolded me, and took me to the car. We drove around for a while taking lots of twists and turns to get me lost (I have an internal GPS) and ended up parking. He got the door and led me still blindfolded to some stairs and then realized that he needed his keys to get in the “restaurant.” After opening it and leading me in, he took off the blindfold and I stood in his apartment with a home cooked meal and a candlelit dinner. Did I also mention that there were roses and chocolates on the table as well? It was perfect. We had yummy homemade chicken Alfredo (Mom is very impressed that he can cook) with parmesan bread and cut up strawberries we could dip in chocolate. It was very yummy.
However, there was one downfall from the evening and it was not Judd’s fault in any way. We had both gotten a little stomach bug over the weekend and although Judd was fully recovered, I wasn’t. I realized a little too late that I probably shouldn’t have eaten as much as I did and ran to his bathroom because I, unfortunately, couldn’t keep it down. I felt terrible but as soon as I exited the bathroom Judd had some mouthwash, gum, blankets, and Tangled waiting for me. The guy is a keeper for sure. We ended up cuddling and watching Tangled for the rest of the night (I am surprised he still wanted to be around me) and then took me home. It was a perfect evening and I am so grateful that he is in my life!
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Bridesmaids
When I was in seventh grade, Becca Haynie, Katelyn Bleak—my two best friends—and I planned our weddings. I am pretty sure that mine involved lots of pink flowers, a big dance party, a giant chocolate fountain, and Katelyn and Becca as my bridesmaids. Here I am seven year later planning my wedding. It may not be exactly what it was back then, but one thing stayed the same: my bridesmaids. Last Monday I was able to go to lunch with Becca and Katelyn and officially asked them to be my bridesmaids. Maybe I took it to an extreme (I got them ring-pops and then “popped” the question), but it was such a fun, sentimental thing anyway.
We met up at Noodles and Company in Draper (yummy!) and all ended up ordering the same thing: the buttered noodles. I don’t know if any of you have tried them but they are DIVINE. I can’t even explain how many I find myself craving them. Next time you need a meal that is light but tasty, get them. And no, Noodles and Company is not paying me to endorse their product though they should. After the delicious meal, I pulled out my little gifts to give them. I am pretty sure that Becca knew what was going on, but Katelyn didn’t. I had them open it at the same time and luckily they both said yes! I am so excited to have them as my bridesmaids! I am almost as excited to have them as my bridesmaids as I am to have them wear their dresses that my mom and I found for them at the Wight House. It has been too much fun planning a wedding!
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