The Dilemma

My "check tire pressure" light came on in my car this week. 

The dilemma? Do I go add air to them, or wait two weeks for my manly boyfriend to do it?

I choose the latter.

Number One On the Countdown

holy freak. 

Countdown of Things to Come

I can not tell you how happy I am that it is fall...Here is a little countdown of good things coming to me this season.

26 days: SOJO half marathon. I can't wait until I can sleep in on Saturday's and not have to run ten miles. How will I ever train for a full marathon?
29 days: missionary comes home
30 days: first date with cameron. We are taking a road trip up American Fork Canyon and having a picnic at the top. It will be late October and absolutely goregous (and probably freezing). We are going to talk and cuddle all day.
37 days: Halloween. Cameron, Dad, and I will be passing out candy to trick-or-treaters and eating pizza. Sounds like a perfect night.
43 days: election day. All the craziness of my internship will finally be over. And we will have a new president (or so I hope). I can't wait to spend the night watching the election returns all dressed up and fancy. I love the political life.
47 days: road trip to Cameron's grandma & grandpa's property (maybe. I think it'll be this weekend)
54 days: Mayday Parade concert.
55 days: MAUI. MAUI. MAUI. with cameron, my family, and my amazing extended family. It's going to be the best vacation ever.
59 days: Thanksgiving. With cameron. and all my lovely family.


I'll stop here. There's more good to come in december and hopefully an official proposal somewhere in here. This girl is excited about the future and happy it's finally here.

9 Weeks

Why am I waiting nine more weeks?

Oh, because he is so freaking attractive. His smile, his eyes, his arms, his bums, his dimples, his hands, his shoulders...I could go on and on. He is one attractive man and we will have adorable children. Simple as that. 

12 weeks

That's right folks, three more months.

Today's reason I am waiting twelve more weeks is simple. He calls me Love.

That's my favorite nickname ever.



Yes, he's a keeper.

14 Weeks

14 weeks...and, as of today, I officially have 100 days left.

100 people. Didn't I just post about how I only had 200 left? Ya, I did...but that was in April.

Time is seriously flying & I am so grateful.
In about a month I will be back at school and have just weeks until my Cameron is back. 

Needless to say, he is all I can think about at this point.

Here is this week's reason I am waiting 14 more weeks for this boy:

Cameron smells amazing. Since the night he picked me up for our first date in his jeep I have been obsessed with his smell. 

 His cologne and his natural scent mixed together are to die for. I promise.

I used to make him spray his cologne before we left anywhere.

The best? His car would fill up with his smell anytime we road together. It was heaven.

After I found out what his cologne was called I used to drag ashlee to Dillards just to get samples of his scent. Yes, creepy.

Before he left he went out and bought me my very only bottle of the stuff and I've been spraying it on my sweaters and scarves everyday since. I can't wait to bury my head in his chest again and be surrounded by his smell. 

It's truly funny how something so silly as a scent can bring back so many memories. But it's true. Cameron's scent brings back so many great memories and so many promises of things to come.
I love that boy.

15 Weeks

104 weeks is two years. two years is a full time mission. 

my elder has just 15 weeks left.  

to perhaps make these last weeks pass that much faster I am doing a countdown (surprise).

i have a million of these "countdowns," i.e. 107 days, 3 more links on the chain, 15 letters, ect.

whatever will make the time pass more quickly.

for this countdown, each sunday i will post a reason i am waiting 15 more weeks. 

a reason i fell in love, a reason i am in love, a reason for marriage, a memory, whatever. 

just a reason that my elder is worth this wait.

Reason number ONE i am waiting 15 more weeks for this boy:

he's a crier. 

the weekend before school started (senior year to be exact) we spent every moment together.

we both unspokenly knew that the onset of school meant the onset of big changes that would affect us for the next two years. basically, we knew that me starting school again meant that he would be
 leaving soon.

but that last night before school he spent the day at my house with my family. when it was time for him to leave i walked him out to his jeep. he embraced me and we both just cried. 

we cried because things were beginning to change.

the changes came quickly after that. one night, as we were packing up his room i looked at him and started crying. then i told him of my worst fear:

"what if i forget? what if i forget what it feels like to be with you? what if i forget why i'm doing this?"

he cried too. obviously we shared that fear. we spent the rest of the night crying in his room, together.

he's cried with me many a times. and although i don't enjoy his sadness, i enjoy the
comfort of sharing tears. he has never been afraid to cry with me or hold me as i cried. 

that is, perhaps, one of the things i miss most about him. i have been crying since the day he left, and have missed his comforting arms and whispers. although the main reason for my tears will be obsolete when he returns, it will be so sweet to know i can be comforted by him in my sadness. 

200 Days

200 days until cameron comes home. This is no joke. When he left, on October 20, 2010,
there was 730 days until his return and now I am down to 200.

That is:
29 weeks
4 transfers
1 last phone call
1 summer
1 last birthday (his, September 19)
and then I get to be with my (return) missionary.

I can not even begin to describe how stinking excited I am.

Something strange, however....As excited as I am to see him and be with him, I truly can not imagine him being back. I can't imagine him not being a missionary. I'm so used to getting letters twice a week and an email on monday and  calling it good. It will be such a complete change that I can not even begin to process that in 200 days it will actually happen. I guess I don't have to worry too much yet. After all, I still have 200 days. ha.

After today I will be in the 100's and then after that I will be counting down from 100.
This is not even real.

One last quote to wrap up this ramble:
"Distance is not for the fearful, it is for the bold. It's for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It's for those knowing a good thing when they see it, even if they don't see it nearly enough."

Lucky Number Seven

Seven months left.

I am so absolutely ready to have my boyfriend back and start the next chapter of our lives. 

We have made it so far and I have faith that everything will happen as it's supposed to. 

I am in love and yes, he is real. 

Each day is one less and I am absolutely dying to be with him. Truly. 

Sweet 16

okay okay...sweet sixteen was actually about 2 weeks ago. But I have been so busy with midterms I put off this post until now. But hey, that means two more weeks until the next mile stone. I

 can live with that.

Cameron has been gone for....SIXTEEN MONTHS! holy wow. 16.

and that means only 8 months left. (this sunday will be 7 more fast sundays)

February was a toughy, but it's over and march awaits. And each month is one less until october, and I can't wait. (but I will )

Count Em...

nine hearts, nine months left.

hello single digits!!! I have been waiting 15 months to meet you.

ten.

ten..........ten months to go.

happy 14th today! 14 months since cameron left. and, even better....10 until he comes home.

next month is single digits baby.

we're looking good.

i'm thinking it's about time to crack down on the acne and diet. i've got ten months to be hot. LGN diet...here I come. after the holidays ofcourse ;) 

oh ya...and hopefully these next ten months FLY...because my cat and i are becoming too close for comfort.

truly.

oh ya, again...welcome back the orange hair. i'm not sure for how long, but as of now...i'm a ginger again.