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So as most of you know , I went to the beach this weekend. As some of you may probably remember. If I go to a beach , I come back the color of a strawberry or firetruck. Normally. Today this did not happen. I put sunscreen on and the only place that came back to Georgia those colors , were my ankles. How this happened I have no clue. I wish I could show you the picture of my angry sunburn. It looks like a very mad face. A mix between Lord Voldemort and Darth Vader if you can imagine that. I took a picture , but haven't uploaded it to my computer yet. Sorry friends.

the rest of me is a light pink and i've acquired even more freckles. I'm pretty sure Gregg will LOVE that. He loves my freckles. I have no clue why though. The beach was amazing though. You got to drive up right onto the sand and chill out there. There were AMAZING waves and My cousins and I had a blast body surfing on them. We're all kinda wave people. We also hit up the cheesecake factory last night and that was pretty cool. I guess.

We ran into a lacrosse team this morning at breakfast and my sister and youngest cousin in the group went insane. Which is rather funny. I spent Friday evening with a swollen eye. Tylenol seemed to help though so that was good. I collected some shells for Gregg ,which i'm sure he could care less about having , but I really wanted a reason to pick up shells. Anyways i'm talking to Gregg so i'll talk to you latah!

Dear Gregg

Dear Gregg ,

I love you more than I could possibly even try to describe. You're my whole life. I know I tell you this all the time , but I knew we'd be married even before we started dating. Let me tell you something. It's been worth the wait. Waiting on you to realize the same thing that is. I see so much potential in you. I see so much of who i'd like to become. You're dedicated and kind. You forgive easily. Especially when you forgive me. Sometimes when I don't deserve it. You have such passion for the things you love and for the people you love. I'm glad I can number myself among them.

I love the song you wrote me.I love the way you laugh. I try to be funny just so I can hear it. I wish I could make you laugh all day everyday. I love how kind and giving you are. I love when you cook breakfast. You rock at breakfast. I love your arms , I love your shoulders.I love the way your eyes light up when you smile. I love how when we get lost you don't freak out. You consider it an adventure. I love when you kiss me on the forehead. I love how when I'm crying on skype you tell me to not cry then "wipe away my tears" to make it all better.I loved your song about being a willow tree.

I love how hard you work to make sure we'll have a good life together. I love how you've never judged me. I love the way you stick up for me. I love that when we're playing Nazi Zombies and I die , you'll come back and save me, even if it means you have to die. on level 3 . I even (sometimes) love it when we fight ,because I know an hour later we'll both apologize , kiss , and make up. Most of all I love you. I love you because of who you are.You don't try to be something you're not. I love how you're weird , and I'm weird , but we make it work , and in turn it makes us stronger.

I love how you've never followed the crowd. I love how you'll go out of your way to make sure i'm happy. Most of all of these , I love that you love me.

Wedding Gown

Oh girls. ( and the 2 boys that I know read this ) I've got the dress. Mo and I went shopping today. Well we went browsing. We didn't think we'd get so lucky. We did though. The first dress I tried on I fell in love with. That's not the dress we bought though. I tried on some other dresses and as you would have it dress number 5 screamed PICK ME ! PLEASEEE PICK ME!! So what did I do ? I said okay ! I love you even more than I ever loved dress number 1.

Dress number 5 combined the Glitz of dress number one , and the side rouching of dress number 2. It's like the first two dresses got together one night after closing , and had a baby. Dress number 5. It came of the hanger and said "Afton , i'm going to hug you in all the right places. So you look pretty , and thin , but still look super stylish." I thought back to the dress. "We'll see."

And hug me and make me look good it did. I looked in the mirror and thought to dress #5 "touche." Dress 5 just smirked back at me. ( Yes, I have conversations with my dresses. Well just that one really.) So alas Mo and the owner of the store and I fell in love with a gown that was obviously made for me. Then I said "dress number 5 you are coming home with me. We'll have sleepovers in my room and I will stare longingly at you until we can play dress up again."

That my friends is the story of the dress. P.S. we showed it to dad and he cried just a little bit.

Firsts.

For the first time Ever today , I got to color on the floor. With a crayon. So Colby and I had a blast and colored on the floor.

Also for the first time ever , for those who don't care and want personal info, I put my bra on inside out.

I know. HOW DO YOU EVEN DO THAT?! I don't know friends , but I somehow managed to do it. Also it's strangely more comfortable , so i'm not switching it back. Ok I lied. I probably will switch it back. But it is comfortable. It's funny too. Honest. Anyways. My sister broke her toe. Fabulous!!! Anyways I'm gonna go. Whatever. Love ya'll !

Last Night

...I realized that I had 4 months EXACTLY till I marry my best friend. HOW COOL !
...I realized that I will be relaxing on the beach in 2 days. Yes. The Beach. Jealous ?
...I realized that I'm dress shopping on Thursday. Which is tomorrow as most of you know.
...I realized maybe I should make a list of dresses I want to try on. Did it.
...I realized my ring is getting ordered on Monday. As in the 11th. I think. Maybe 10th.
...I realized I missed my bed at the Branbury. As crappy as it was.
...I realized that for the first time in 3 weeks. I was COLD.
...I realized that this girl really needs some cereal. To crave it for 3 weeks and not eat any is killing me.

Guess what ?!

The date got changed BACK to the 5th of August. I know. Indecisive much ? You see where I get it from , my mother. That's a totally different story.

I look wonderfully cute today and just had to tell SOMEBODY. So , I got on to update everyone on the great news. Oh , and we're going dress shopping on Thursday , so be excited for me !

AND i'm off to eat more cafe rio pork. I'm addicted. that's why.

How old am I ?

Hi I'm Afton. I'm 22 years old and I SILL run to my parents bedroom when a storm gets super scary. Really? I think it's mostly because i'm scared , and I expect them to be scared because c'mon , it's scary!! They aren't. Which only freaks me out more, because again , it's scary! They should be scared.

I went back to my room and felt a little pathetic. To be honest I still do. It is nice to know however that even though I am 22 , when I go running to their room because i'm scared they'll still say " You can sleep on the floor."

I have great parents.

For the Bridesmaids

Okay this is choice A ( I'm linking them up gal's or trying to at least.) Choice B. and Choice C. Now I'd like for everyone to keep in mind that there will be a green sash going around the waist. 2 of the dresses already have belts , so we'd just exchange those for green sashes. So just let me know and once everyone has had a say i'll let you know which one got picked and I'll probably put you guys in charge of getting your own since you know your sizes. Or we can work something else out. Thanks ladies !!! Oh and ps. The date got changed to the 6th. Hope that doesn't ruin anyone's plans. We're trying to adjust to everyones schedules. 124 Days!

124

Haha I told Gregg the other day i'd be so excited when we hit the double digits instead of triple. Guess what? 25 days and that will be a reality. Can I just count in weeks ? that would be double digits. 16. If i'm doing my math right. Which i'm probably not. Anywho. Not why i'm blogging. Again.

I blog because i'm addicted. Literally. ADDICTED. I'm not so sure why i'm addicted to blogging , but I am. As a result you guys get a LOT of pointless posts. Sorry about that. Not really though. You don't have to read them. I promise I'm getting to my point.

I don't feel good. A little nauseous really. That might be because I had a LOT of sugar today. Between the Ice Cream , Dr. Pepper, eating the test run of the reception pies, Cafe Rio Pork Barbacoa , and more Dr. Pepper , i'm pretty sure i've eaten a candy store supply of sugar. Again , i'm getting away from why I originally logged on to blog.

I came on to blog about how I need a job. Bad. I don't understand why I haven't been hired yet. I'm a GOOD employee. I know the economy stinks , but does it really stink so bad that I can apply to practically every store in Fayetteville and not even get a call for an interview ??? Surely not . So if everyone who reads this wouldn't mind sending up a little prayer that I get a job i'd appreciate it a lot.

I need the money to pay off bills and put back money so I can be a good wifey. Tomorrow i'm applying for Chick Fil A so hope that I can at least get that. I think i'm ready for some more "Cafe Rio" Love you guys!

General Conf.

I have such fond memories of General Conference. When I was little we'd go over to the Jennings and have one big conference party. I'd fall asleep through most of it , but listen to the prophets talk. Then as a teenager , I could make it through more , but we'd still go over to the Jennings , and their son would always pause it on the choir when people had the most funny faces. It always took us an additional hour longer than the adults to finish. We had fun though. Now as an "adult" I still enjoy conference. Chilling on the couch in my PJ's watching conference. I still fall asleep , but Instead of during the second session of both days , I can make it through 3 sessions. My goal is to make it through all 4. Such good memories.

I also remember one specific youth conference. I'm almost positive I spent it with Angelica and I can't remember the other girl. Perhaps it was Auri. I don't know , but they taught me how to spit Ice cubes really far. I had so much fun. So we sat there just spitting ice. Cracks me up. I'm not sure what made me remember that though.

I think my blog gets me in more trouble than anything else. I'm pretty sure people hate me a little bit because of it. At least i'm pretty sure they think i'm an insane little brat. I don't think I am. I think i'm a pretty cool girl. Although the fact that i'm defending myself probably makes me sound a little bit like a loser. I don't know why i'm trying to defend myself. Why should I care whether people like me or not ?