Our engagement was pretty dull, we went to school, worked, and planned the wedding on the weekends. Okay I also planned the wedding on the way to work, class, at work, in class.... Anyway we hung out in the library studying, so I am not going to bore you with stories from when we were engaged, or at least too many, but I thought I would post the engagement pictures. Here we are when we were young and beautiful.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
How I know Brian is Smarter than me
After we were engaged Brian and I were called as Family History Ward Specialists. In singles wards they treat you like you are married as soon as you become engaged; there was one Sunday the bishopric had Brian and me say the opening and closing prayers in sacrament meeting. Anyway we know nothing about family history and thankfully college students are too busy to do family history and didn't ask us anything, but Brian and I thought it would be good to do something for our calling.
So we decided to take a Family History class for our religion credit that semester. I don't remember anything I learned in the class (so don't ask me any questions, because I honestly don't know), except we learned how to use some kind of software to get the names ready for the temple. I am pretty sure the software is obsolete though since I think I heard that it can be done online now, but the way we learned required us to save it to a floppy.
Anyway we took this class together and along came finals. The final was scheduled in the middle of a bunch of my other finals, so I didn't study too much, Brian probably didn't study too much either, but he did alot better on the final than I did. I wasn't too worried because I had enough points in the class to make up for the final. The teacher evidently decided that Brian was smarter than me because he gave Brian an A and me an A-. * (Brian also scored higher than me on the ACT and had one of the few majors that was harder than mine). So it is pretty obvious who is smarter.
*I was able to get my A after having an email debate with my teacher pointing out that even though I didn't get and A on the final I had an A in the class if you add up the whole semester. I am also pretty sure that this debate happened the day before I got married.
So we decided to take a Family History class for our religion credit that semester. I don't remember anything I learned in the class (so don't ask me any questions, because I honestly don't know), except we learned how to use some kind of software to get the names ready for the temple. I am pretty sure the software is obsolete though since I think I heard that it can be done online now, but the way we learned required us to save it to a floppy.
Anyway we took this class together and along came finals. The final was scheduled in the middle of a bunch of my other finals, so I didn't study too much, Brian probably didn't study too much either, but he did alot better on the final than I did. I wasn't too worried because I had enough points in the class to make up for the final. The teacher evidently decided that Brian was smarter than me because he gave Brian an A and me an A-. * (Brian also scored higher than me on the ACT and had one of the few majors that was harder than mine). So it is pretty obvious who is smarter.
*I was able to get my A after having an email debate with my teacher pointing out that even though I didn't get and A on the final I had an A in the class if you add up the whole semester. I am also pretty sure that this debate happened the day before I got married.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Wedding Dress Shopping
Shortly after starting winter semester I went out with Bree to find the wedding dress. We set out with a camera and a day to get some ideas. The first store let Bree dress up too. Here are some pictures. Here we both are in wedding dresses. The one I was wearing was like a size 10, they didn't have the dress in my size, so I am trying to hold it on.The second store I went to I found the dress and it was on clearance. I was so excited to find a dress on the second store, on the first day and on sale. How great was that! This picture was taken before it was fitted. This is the dress.
Karalee? Who's That?
To begin with I need to give some background. When I was a freshman my roommates gave me the nickname Kurlee.* It carried over into my sophomore year. Most people didn't take the effort to say the long name Karalee, they mostly called me Kurlee.
When school started up again in January, Brian and I went back to Glenwood. In ward prayer they were announcing the several engagements that happened over Christmas break. My roommate Lindsey was in charge of ward prayer and so she finished up with "Brian and Karalee are getting married". The rest of my ward goes, who is Karalee? Then Lindsey says "Kurlee!". Then everyone knew who I was. No one knew me by my real name.
*The next summer I went to a reunion for my freshman ward, and all the people I knew fairly well came up and asked me what me real name was.
When school started up again in January, Brian and I went back to Glenwood. In ward prayer they were announcing the several engagements that happened over Christmas break. My roommate Lindsey was in charge of ward prayer and so she finished up with "Brian and Karalee are getting married". The rest of my ward goes, who is Karalee? Then Lindsey says "Kurlee!". Then everyone knew who I was. No one knew me by my real name.
*The next summer I went to a reunion for my freshman ward, and all the people I knew fairly well came up and asked me what me real name was.
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