This is the story about a boy named Rob.
Early morning
He wakes up
Knock, knock, knock on her door
She’s in her makeup
Perfect smile
It's the day he’s been waiting for
Isn't she lovely
This Celestial girl
And they say
He's so Lucky
She's a star
But how can a day last for so long
All these people I’ve never seen in my life
Can’t we just skip to the wedding night?
At the reception, in a dream
But there's no one there to wake him up
His smile is hurting and his legs are burning
I don’t think the line will ever stop
Baby
Isn't she lovely?
This Celestial girl
And they say
He's so lucky
She's a star
But how can a day last for so long
All these people I’ve never seen in my life
Can’t we just skip to the wedding night?
Isn't she lovely?
This Celestial girl
And they say.
He's so lucky,
She's a star
But how can a day last for so long
Thinking, All these people I’ve never seen in my life
Can’t we just skip to the wedding night?
Special thanks to whatever person wrote the lyrics for Britney Spears and to the magicians and technical masters that made it semi-palatable to the ears.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
The Quest for the Dress
We finished addressing the invites and they should be sent out in the next few days. If you don’t receive one and feel that you should have blame my masculinity and please come anyway. I am overworked and weddinged out and I just want to get married. If Corryn would let me elope to the temple I would do it now.
We took bridals yesterday. I had to run around to a few different locations lugging all kinds of props while trying to paste on a genuine smile while Steve cursed at the camera and Tonya gave constant directions. It was worth it though, the bride to be looked pretty darn good in the dress. The following is a firsthand account of the fateful day written in the grooms own words.
The Quest for the Dress
After remaining trapped in the action figure dungeon for about an hour and half whilst loud noises of preparation and merriment issued from the upstairs I was finally allowed to emerge and breath the fresh air of freedom. I walked out the front door to find the last golden rays, in requiem for the dying sun, had splashed themselves on to her freshly curled tresses, leaving them wet and shining like molten happiness.* The celestial beadwork meticulously woven into the body of the dress reflected a world undeserving of such beauty.
The boiling pot of emotions in my gut overflowed at this catalytic sight. I simultaneously felt elated and wholly inadequate. Overjoyed that such a girl would allow me to accompany her through this contemptible existence and acutely aware of the stains this life had burned into my woeful soul. In that moment I confess I wished for the cloths of heaven* rather than the simple black suit and purple tie that was currently hiding my nakedness.
The dress was an ivory cage. A haven for the hot body (can I say that?)and guileless soul it housed. Her skin was the color of sweet cream. Her eyes we green like the sea.
The hair I already talked about…
the shoes…
were hot pink.
*(Special shout out to Serina and Talisa, Co-prop masters and honorary hair curlers/bride beautifiers)
*He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
William Butler Yeats
We took bridals yesterday. I had to run around to a few different locations lugging all kinds of props while trying to paste on a genuine smile while Steve cursed at the camera and Tonya gave constant directions. It was worth it though, the bride to be looked pretty darn good in the dress. The following is a firsthand account of the fateful day written in the grooms own words.
The Quest for the Dress
After remaining trapped in the action figure dungeon for about an hour and half whilst loud noises of preparation and merriment issued from the upstairs I was finally allowed to emerge and breath the fresh air of freedom. I walked out the front door to find the last golden rays, in requiem for the dying sun, had splashed themselves on to her freshly curled tresses, leaving them wet and shining like molten happiness.* The celestial beadwork meticulously woven into the body of the dress reflected a world undeserving of such beauty.
The boiling pot of emotions in my gut overflowed at this catalytic sight. I simultaneously felt elated and wholly inadequate. Overjoyed that such a girl would allow me to accompany her through this contemptible existence and acutely aware of the stains this life had burned into my woeful soul. In that moment I confess I wished for the cloths of heaven* rather than the simple black suit and purple tie that was currently hiding my nakedness.
The dress was an ivory cage. A haven for the hot body (can I say that?)and guileless soul it housed. Her skin was the color of sweet cream. Her eyes we green like the sea.
The hair I already talked about…
the shoes…
were hot pink.
*(Special shout out to Serina and Talisa, Co-prop masters and honorary hair curlers/bride beautifiers)
*He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
William Butler Yeats
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
No updates for a long time
Sorry everyone we have been slacking in the new post department. But things are going very well in our lives right now. The wedding plans are going forth! really I have no idea whats going on half the time. Corryn's mom Tonya says Rob paint picture, Rob cut millions of little circles out of books, Rob cut millions of little circles out of polyester, Rob stand here and smile, Rob dance like a monkey. So I do it complete with grunts and chest beating (I draw the line at poop throwing though). It's not so bad. Stuff gets done and I don't know how it happens.
We took a bunch of engagement pictures or something the other day. Apparently we have to take more. For some reason different clothes and locations are a requirement. Corryn said something about a bridge or a waterfall. I don't know I was just trying to figure out how I could keep my smile muscles from aching.
Engagement is kinda hard. Now that I've committed myself to someone its hard to not kiss her all the time and I want to. But I can't cause that's bad. I have to do other things like go to work and eat and breath. I guess this whole experience is supposed to teach you patience and self control that will be applicable later in marriage or whatever. I don't know, all I know is that I'll be glad when its over.
I guess we are going to register at Target tonight. I told Corryn I need lots of Legos. Remember that in case she won't let me register for them.
Hopefully we will get some more posts up here soon. Our story is still very incomplete. So keep checking back and if there aren't any new posts tell me to quit kissing Corryn and write one.
We took a bunch of engagement pictures or something the other day. Apparently we have to take more. For some reason different clothes and locations are a requirement. Corryn said something about a bridge or a waterfall. I don't know I was just trying to figure out how I could keep my smile muscles from aching.
Engagement is kinda hard. Now that I've committed myself to someone its hard to not kiss her all the time and I want to. But I can't cause that's bad. I have to do other things like go to work and eat and breath. I guess this whole experience is supposed to teach you patience and self control that will be applicable later in marriage or whatever. I don't know, all I know is that I'll be glad when its over.
I guess we are going to register at Target tonight. I told Corryn I need lots of Legos. Remember that in case she won't let me register for them.
Hopefully we will get some more posts up here soon. Our story is still very incomplete. So keep checking back and if there aren't any new posts tell me to quit kissing Corryn and write one.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
First Date
The Pickup
Corryn: He looked so good in his white collared shirt and custom shoes. My family really liked his shoes. Sure sign that he would fit in.
Rob: That was was the craziest house I have ever seen; meeting the parents on a first date, also a unique experience. At least they liked my shoes.
The Library
Corryn: Rob drove us to the library we walked down some stairs and there was Emily Ojuka. At the library we picked out favorite stories and two of them were ginormous (literally). It was the most random cute fun date. I liked it when he read because he had funny voices and I felt stupid when I did because I didn’t. We read this really long book about a dog that turns into five different animals or something. I didn’t want to be rude but I didn’t know how to tell him to stop.
Rob: Dang she is a hottie. ;-) She picked out some good books too and she could read which, is a requirement. I don’t date illiterate girls as a rule. I really hoped she liked my dumb little voices. We read some good books including some of my childhood favorites. Then I had found a book that I had heard about but never read. So we started it. It turned out to be for-freakin-ever long. I could tell she was losing interest. I was too. I just wanted to throw the dumb thing. But I hate quitting on stuff so I just kept on until it got so tedious that I was losing my mind and about to start gnawing on my knuckles and jump up and down and run head first into a wall. So we stopped.
At The Crib
Corryn: We went back to his house and watched UP on a couch in the loft. I wanted to make the bottle cap badges that they had in the movie. Rob suggested we make them that night but it was already like one in the morning. Cutie.
Rob: Yay UP! She sat really far away from me like two whole book of Mormons lengthwise. But whatever, it seemed like she was having fun and she didn’t seem disinterested.
Post-Game
Corryn: Yep he’s a hottie. But he had a date with another girl the next day. :-(
Rob: She passed the literacy test and the super late night movie test, but she still sat really far away. Oh well seems like a keeper.
Corryn: He looked so good in his white collared shirt and custom shoes. My family really liked his shoes. Sure sign that he would fit in.
Rob: That was was the craziest house I have ever seen; meeting the parents on a first date, also a unique experience. At least they liked my shoes.
The Library
Corryn: Rob drove us to the library we walked down some stairs and there was Emily Ojuka. At the library we picked out favorite stories and two of them were ginormous (literally). It was the most random cute fun date. I liked it when he read because he had funny voices and I felt stupid when I did because I didn’t. We read this really long book about a dog that turns into five different animals or something. I didn’t want to be rude but I didn’t know how to tell him to stop.
Rob: Dang she is a hottie. ;-) She picked out some good books too and she could read which, is a requirement. I don’t date illiterate girls as a rule. I really hoped she liked my dumb little voices. We read some good books including some of my childhood favorites. Then I had found a book that I had heard about but never read. So we started it. It turned out to be for-freakin-ever long. I could tell she was losing interest. I was too. I just wanted to throw the dumb thing. But I hate quitting on stuff so I just kept on until it got so tedious that I was losing my mind and about to start gnawing on my knuckles and jump up and down and run head first into a wall. So we stopped.
At The Crib
Corryn: We went back to his house and watched UP on a couch in the loft. I wanted to make the bottle cap badges that they had in the movie. Rob suggested we make them that night but it was already like one in the morning. Cutie.
Rob: Yay UP! She sat really far away from me like two whole book of Mormons lengthwise. But whatever, it seemed like she was having fun and she didn’t seem disinterested.
Post-Game
Corryn: Yep he’s a hottie. But he had a date with another girl the next day. :-(
Rob: She passed the literacy test and the super late night movie test, but she still sat really far away. Oh well seems like a keeper.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Twin Falls
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