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Two things of importance to mention in this post.

1. My sister took our engagement pictures the other day. It seems quick but it's kind of one of those things we needed to do with Kendall here and not in Texas.
   
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   She did an incredible job and I couldn't be more IN LOVE with these photos. I've watched the video about 100 times. In fact, I'm watching it as I type this. WEEEEEE!
   
   
   
2. I might start ignoring this blog because I started another one with Kendall. Link. There's not much to it now but the plan is to have it be a way for family and friends to keep up on what's going on with both of us. With wedding info and just whatever comes up. So please refer to that one as well if you want to see cool stuff.

Phew! Done. Any questions? That seemed like a lot of information to me but now I realize that it kind of wasn't. Anyways. Tell me what you think of the pictures? What are your favorites?

We were supposed to be going to Mel's to play some beans. But I guess he couldn't wait any longer.

I started to get suspicious when he took a different route than usual and when he missed the last turn to my sister's I knew something was up. I asked him where we were going. With a goofy smile he said, "I don't know! I really meant to turn left there." Then he turned right. Towards the temple.

My heart sunk. And I got all nervous. I didn't say another word, but I put a playlist of some of our favorite songs on the stereo. We smiled at each other, both knowing exactly what was about to happen.

We got out of his truck and before I knew it, he had gotten down on one knee and asked me to marry him.

It wasn't extravagant or sappy. But that's not really our style after all.

There's a lot to do before he leaves to Texas for a summer job. He'll be back in August. We're thinking September 19. I'm already making lists of to-dos and searching magazines and websites for wedding plans. And I couldn't be more thrilled.

Expect future posts to be filled with wedding stuff.

It was such an adventure. I really needed it. I have a lot of great stories from it. Should I tell you some?

We drove a lot. Stopped in Vegas for a while. When we got to California, we checked into our hotel and decided we would race the sun to the beach. It didn't work. We couldn't find it? We used a GPS system to get around (for some reason the GPS nickname is Gina?) and she got us lost. But it was cool. When ever she would hassle us for taking a wrong turn, we replied in unison with, "Shut up, Gina!" We just ate some In & Out and called it a night.

The next morning we tried to get last minute tickets to Ellen DeGeneres. No luck. I was pretty sad. (Next time, next time.) We went to Hollywood (I'll tell you right now, that place is a JOKE. Like Las Vegas except less strippers and more lame.) where Caley SWEARS she saw Nicole Richie walking down the street. (She didn't.)

We also saw the LA temple. Which is MASSIVE.

Cool nature.

Then? Then we went to the beach. And my passionate love affair with the ocean was awakened. I love it there. Everyone loves the ocean. Why? I'm still trying to figure that out. But I know why I love the ocean.

So we were driving. Saw these. On the beach. Pulled over.

It's because it makes me feel good. It's peaceful. And happy. And it plays with all my senses. And whales live in it. Also, sea turtles and sharks and fishies and and... dolphins and... cool stuff. I want to see a whale someday. I'm still totally obsessed with them. It makes no sense.

I'm afraid of seagulls. I'll tell you why. When I was in grade school we went on a field trip and stopped at a park for lunch. I was terrorized by seagulls. They ate my lunch and pooped on me. It was horrifying and scarring. Can't say I ever really got over it. Caley peer pressured me into facing my fears. The result? Well, I'll let you watch for yourselves. In my defense, THEY WERE GOING TO EAT ME. I title this video "Megan vs. Satan Seagulls". Enjoy.



Caley wanted to go to Hearst Castle. And me? Well, I didn't care because I had no idea what it was or why it was supposed to be cool. So we went there but missed the last tour of the day. I was glad because I didn't want to pay 20 bucks just to walk around some rich guys house. Caley wanted to take a look around the gift store and learn more so I looked at books about whales and elephant seals. The following conversation we had is sure to bring a smile.

Caley: Holy crap, Meg. This castle is huge. It's ridiculous that he felt the need to build something this crazy.
Megan: Well, maybe he had a big family. Gotta put 'em all somewhere, right?
C: He didn't have any family.
M: How do YOU know?
C: Megan, do you even know who William Hearst is?
M: William Hearst... Wait a sec. WILLIAM HEARST? As in, Pulitzer and Hearst?
C: Yes. I thought you knew that.
M: As in, "Pulitzer and Hearst they think they got us, do they got us? No!"?
C: Duh.
M: We need to leave... NOW.
C: Why?
M: We're ENCOURAGING him.
C: He's dead!
M: He still knows we're here! He's probably watching all these people paying money to look at his stuff and cackling at his evil success. (Shaking my fist at the ceiling) Not me, Hearst! Not me! (To Caley) Don't even think about buying that book!

Side note: Yes, I realize that I formed an opinion about this man purely on a 1992 Disney movie. A musical no less. I'm totally okay with that.

Then we went to San Francisco. Where we saw more seals. AWESOME. And looked around, shopped at the pier and China Town and Ghirardelli square. We saw many great things.

This is China Town.

BABY BUM!

There was a bum playing his guitar and singing things like "My name's Eddie, wanna go steady? Gimme a penny so I can buy me some spaghetti!" or "My name's Joe, gimme some dough!" It made me laugh really loud. Caley wasn't very amused. Not sure why. Maybe I'm just easily entertained. I love people.

Oakland.

That's about it. The drive home was long but we entertained ourselves.

I went to the Draper Temple Open House yesterday.

We drove around it a few times to take some pictures.

What shade of blue would you say the sky was? My opinion: Glorious Blue. Coming soon to a Crayola box near you. (ha?)

Seriously, the weather lately has been splendid. As long as the sun is out, I'm happy.


I was so excited to see it. I can't even describe it. It was breathtakingly beautiful. If you're in the area, I suggest going to see it.


In certain rooms there are hand painted murals on the walls. They reminded me of Grandpa Ross. Made me think of some of his paintings I've seen. Which sent me into a whirlwind of thoughts and memories. I have a memory of going to church with Gpa Ross and Gma Lyn. (Maybe a cousin's mission farewell/homecoming? Not sure. It's fuzzy.) I remember sitting next to my wonderful grandparents. Grandpa had doodled on the program. Trees, mountains, rivers, bears, deer. I remember watching the way he held the pen and let it outline the figures. Easily guiding it to create beauty. I sat in awe at how quickly and gracefully he created a landscape. If you asked me who my favorite artist is, my answer would most likely be Ross Davis.



Thinking about him made me think of Lyn. (Well, that or the fact that I was wearing her shoes.) How much I miss her. All my memories of her are from my childhood and early teen years. I wish I could know her and see her through my new "big kid" lenses. But as I was walking through those rooms with handcrafted furniture and original artwork, I felt her smiling down on me. I felt her arms wrap me up into a tight, warm hug. That's special to me.

On the way back, we stopped at the store. And by "we" I mean me, the boy, and the china man.

Side note: the china man=one of the coolest persons I've ever met. We found cool sunglasses and decided to take pictures.

The end.

Spinners. On a minivan.

Does this, or does this not, bright happiness to your soul?

Also known as Tim Tams. A Tim Tam is an Australian chocolate biscuit. Being as this is quite possibly your first experience with this wonderful treat, I think it's only fitting that I tell you my first experience. You see, me and Tim Tams? We go way back. Not really. We only met just months ago but it seems like it's been ages. Let's see, where to begin?

I suppose it starts with that cute boy from up the street. He had just returned from living in Australia for approximately 2 years (heh heh), and he decided to ask ME out on a DATE. I was surprised, but accepted the invitation without hesitation. The evening was quite enjoyable, filled with tasty food and pleasant conversation, ending with the viewing of one of my favorite movies along with much laughter and fun. But I digress.

Or, at least I thought the evening was ending. Little did I know that the tastiest part of the evening was just around the corner.

After the movie ended, this boy anounced that there was one last part of the date. We all made our way into the kitchen and he reached into the freezer and pulled out a package. It looked a lot like this:

He also pulled out some Milo and mugs. He announced that we would be having a Tim Tam Slam. Now, before I get ahead of myself, let's take a closer look at something here.

That's right, my friends. It says, "The most irresistible chocolate biscuit". And as you can see in this picture, there is great truth in that statement.

Moving on. A Tim Tam Slam goes a little something like this. Take a biscuit and nibble off opposite corners. Dip the Tim Tam into a steaming mug of Milo, place your lips on one corning and suck out the chocolate center like a straw. A fairly adequate demonstration can be found here.

And there you have it. The most glorious culinary creation since cheese. Why post about Tim Tams, you ask? I'll tell you why. Because I got my very own package of Tim Tams for V-day, that's why. I'm a lucky girl.

Have you ever had one before?


P.S. Some awesomeness to share with you.

First, oh my goodness.

Second, Rainn Wilson loves me. He told me about this. "I'm her mom... no she's not..." But I think the end is my favorite. "I have to go potty!!! Zoom down to his feet... PSSSSSSSSSS."