Wednesday, September 29, 2010

the greatest love story is your own.



this is going to be the ultimate "because i am blessed" post. why? because i get to marry my very best friend and for that reason alone i am truly blessed. kimball andrew hicks proposed last night and i said yes! well..actually i said "of course" but, same thing :). SO from the start! last october kimball and i met for the first time at a halloween ward roller-skate/dance party. it was just a small exchange of names with thoughts of "he/she is cute" running through our heads. the following months found us running into each other at random activities and soon we became friends. each of us went home (virginia and arizona) for the christmas and returned for the winter semester. we continued our friendship and he even tried to set me up with his best friend but, that same night, realized he might want to keep me to himself. we went on our first date soon after and from then on it was a blur. pretty much every little thing was done with one another. i went home for spring and he was home in july but we quickly reconnected in late july after a ward dance party (i can't seem to stay away when he busts out his moves...j/k) after that we were literally inseparable. during the break, before the fall semester started, we both went home and told our families all about each other. it became evident to them that this wasn't a little college fling. upon returning we told each other we loved each other! lets rewind a bit...a few days before we went home for the break we spent the day in salt lake city around temple square. that night we went to a meteor shower (pictures of that in a prior post). we later figured out that that night was the night we both realized we loved each other :) on the same night!! are we not the cutest thing!?!?!? back to now..or last night rather, i had THE worst day yesterday so kimball suggested we take the night off and just relax. he strategically told me to shower and get into something cute to make me feel better. after doing so he suggested we go up to the canyon to star gaze. we took some blankets and made our way up to the spot we fell in love. as we snuggled we discussed why we loved each other and how we would bring our kids to this spot and tell them this is where we fell in love. after a bit he mentioned his feet were freezing and off the blanket. i got up to straighten the blanket out when kimball asked me if something was out in the distance. being extremely scared of the dark (and it was pitch black) i immediately turned around to see what he was talking about. not seeing anything i told him that was mean and he knew it would scare me! i turned around to my beautiful boyfriend kneeling down. "i want another reason to bring our kids here, will you marry me?" i immediately started bawling and kneeled down with him as we hugged and kissed through the tears. finally, i calmed down enough for him to actually put the ring on my finger. so there it is ya'll! i get him, forever! december 30th my best friend and i will be sealed for time and all eternity in the mesa, arizona temple :) because i am blessed.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

dunkball.

kimball and friends gathered together on this blessed labor day morning to partake in some dunkball. you don't know what dunkball is!? it's okay, neither does the rest of the world. but to these boys..i'm sorry, men, dunkball is not only a sport, its a way of life. (that may be a bit too dramatic.) let me explain, or try to.. there is a mental health hospital near byu (comforting, right?) with a court with hoops that adjust in height. i'm not positive when they figured this out but they did and someone came to the conclusion that if they lowered it enough they could dunk on it just like the crazy 7 foot 3 inch men in the NBA. kimball not only attends and dunks but he continues with the theme and dresses the part (as seen in the pictures). i think the basketball shorts and utah jersey (hahahaha) accompanied by the do rag(i know that is probably spelled wrong, don't patronize me), chains, watch, sweat bands and baller hat truly help him with his skillz. as you can tell I am not so much a thug with my jean hat, vans and all-american get up but he loves me just the same. there really is no point to this post except to show all of you how legit kimball is and brag about how blessed i am. of course, thats sort of what my blog is about :)

us making a valiant effort at being "thug" and failing miserably. (i should speak for myself)
kimball looking thug while not even trying.
thug love.