Tuesday, June 19, 2012
GOOD NEWS!!!
We found out we've been approved for our new apartment!!! I am so so so stinking excited!! I have been unbelievably stressed trying to find a decent place for a decent price, and now we've got one!!! We put our deposit down on Friday or Saturday, and then we can get the keys on July 1st! I am so giddy! I will get to unpack everything and really make a home for Brandon and I!!!! YAY!!!!
Monday, June 18, 2012
For My Daddy
Yesterday was father's day! YAY!!! I love this day! I try my hardest to let my dear daddy know how much I love him on a regular basis, but in case I have failed, father's day is the perfect opportunity to do so in abundance. My daddy was my hero growin up. He was the man who could do anything. Open any jar, be any Santa (or tooth fairy), and throw me high in the air but never let me fall.
He was the man that I was sure I'd never grow too old for. And, I am beyond proud to say that I haven't. My daddy is one of my best friends. I tell him everything. Sometimes far more than he wants to know (especially about the girly stuff!!!). But, even when it's unimportant stuff, he's always there to listen.
When Brandon and I began dating, I was really worried about what my daddy would think. My daddy hasn't always been the biggest fan of the men I've dated, or have had any interest in. But, with Brandon, it was different. THANK GOODNESS!!! My daddy and Brandon became instant friends, and soon, when the time was right, my daddy gave Brandon permission to take me away. He gave him permission to be the new man in my life. The new priesthood holder in my life. The new man I take all my troubles to. The new one to hear all about my girly problems, although I don't think he minded giving that one up! But, it was hard for me. My dad had never met Brandon, and his willingness to let this almost stranger take his baby girl, made me love him even more. Although my dad didn't know Brandon in person, he knew me. He knew that I was, and am, madly in love with him, and was willing to let me go.
On the week of my wedding I was able to spend some time with my parents, just us, before Brandon came in to town and the festivities began. I knew there was one thing that I wanted before I was the married woman that I am now. I wanted a Father's blessing from my daddy. The last one that I would receive as his little baby girl Weatherholtz. Now, I'm not saying I'm not his little girl anymore, things just change with marriage. But, with everything that was going on during that week, I forgot to ask him. And, ever since I have regretted it. I know I will have more opportunites to get a father's blessing from him, but it won't ever be the week before my wedding again.
I love my daddy. Marvin William Weatherholtz. He was my hero before, and my hero still. In my eyes, he can move mountains. Or, at least a sectional couch with one arm. He has had a rough life, and has yet risen above it. And, not only has he risen above, but he is strong in the LDS faith, and has an amazing relationship with his wife, my mommy!
I love my daddy more and more everyday!
I am so grateful for the example that he was to me, and my siblings, growing up. Through his example I knew what a man could be like. I knew what love could be. And, I knew not to settle. So, I waited a little bit, and found the perfect man. A man freakishly like my father. But, my perfect man!
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, DADDY!!! I love you so very much, and I hope you know that! =)
When Brandon and I began dating, I was really worried about what my daddy would think. My daddy hasn't always been the biggest fan of the men I've dated, or have had any interest in. But, with Brandon, it was different. THANK GOODNESS!!! My daddy and Brandon became instant friends, and soon, when the time was right, my daddy gave Brandon permission to take me away. He gave him permission to be the new man in my life. The new priesthood holder in my life. The new man I take all my troubles to. The new one to hear all about my girly problems, although I don't think he minded giving that one up! But, it was hard for me. My dad had never met Brandon, and his willingness to let this almost stranger take his baby girl, made me love him even more. Although my dad didn't know Brandon in person, he knew me. He knew that I was, and am, madly in love with him, and was willing to let me go.
On the week of my wedding I was able to spend some time with my parents, just us, before Brandon came in to town and the festivities began. I knew there was one thing that I wanted before I was the married woman that I am now. I wanted a Father's blessing from my daddy. The last one that I would receive as his little baby girl Weatherholtz. Now, I'm not saying I'm not his little girl anymore, things just change with marriage. But, with everything that was going on during that week, I forgot to ask him. And, ever since I have regretted it. I know I will have more opportunites to get a father's blessing from him, but it won't ever be the week before my wedding again.
I love my daddy. Marvin William Weatherholtz. He was my hero before, and my hero still. In my eyes, he can move mountains. Or, at least a sectional couch with one arm. He has had a rough life, and has yet risen above it. And, not only has he risen above, but he is strong in the LDS faith, and has an amazing relationship with his wife, my mommy!
I love my daddy more and more everyday!
I am so grateful for the example that he was to me, and my siblings, growing up. Through his example I knew what a man could be like. I knew what love could be. And, I knew not to settle. So, I waited a little bit, and found the perfect man. A man freakishly like my father. But, my perfect man!
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, DADDY!!! I love you so very much, and I hope you know that! =)
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Thinking...
Sometimes I'm amazed at how much I love my husband. And, yes, that may sound odd. He's my husband, how can I be amazed at loving him. But, I don't know. I don't quite know how to express it. It's the little things about him that I am so stinking crazy about! The gap between his two front teeth. The way his stubble feels hours after shaving (I call it his sandpaper). The way it feels to wake up in the middle of the night, and realize that he's never let go of me all night long. The way he tears up when I'm crying, just because it hurts him to know that I'm hurting. The way he looks at children, longing for his own. The way he plays with my nieces and nephew, and his. The way he tickles me, even when I scream that I'm gonna wet myself! The way he does whatever he can for his family. But, mostly I love that he loves me. I've asked him before why he loves me, and he simply said, "Because I chose to."
There's a quote that has been in my parents house for as long as I can remember. It says, "I chose my love, and I love my choice." I feel as if that fits Brandon and I perfectly. I'm not a perfect person. I'm far from it, in fact. But, he loves me AND my flaws. All of them. And, I can only think of a few people that fit that description. And, for that, I love him even more every day. We haven't been married for long, but when I think of our life together thus far, I feel as if he's always been in it. I tell Brandon things that no other boyfriend, or even friend, cared about. And, who knows. Maybe Brandon doesn't care at all, but he is darn tootin' good at pretending he does!
He is my soul mate. He is my other half. He is the father of all of our unborn children. He is my husband. He is my best friend. He is the man that I want rocking beside me in a nursing home.
So, these things said. I miss him. Greatly. The last couple nights (and many before), I have had to eat dinner alone, and tuck myself in to bed. I know that I should be so grateful that he is so dedicated to his work, and I am. But, I do miss him. After a day of working 9 hours straight, I hate coming home to an empty apartment. And, I know that I'm being dumb. I can't get the best of both worlds. A man who is home all the time, and provides for me. But, ha! I'm allowed to be dumb. I'm a girl! And, a dang emotional one at that!
I was supposed to get off early today from work. So, Brandon rushed over to pick me up, and then my assistant manager informed me that she had changed her mind and I couldn't go home. I then had to go outside and tell my husband that he should leave because I wouldn't be getting off for about 2 and a half hours. It nearly broke my heart. I burst in to tears just walking out the doors of work. After barely seeing my husband for almost 2 days, not being able to leave with him when he was right there was just too much for the emotional child! hahaha
So, why am I writing this? To be honest, I'm not really sure. Except to have in writing and for the whole world wide web to know that I love my husband, Brandon Curtis Buchei. He waited years for me, and I am so grateful that he did. So, if I have to wait a few days, I guess I can do that, right? =)
There's a quote that has been in my parents house for as long as I can remember. It says, "I chose my love, and I love my choice." I feel as if that fits Brandon and I perfectly. I'm not a perfect person. I'm far from it, in fact. But, he loves me AND my flaws. All of them. And, I can only think of a few people that fit that description. And, for that, I love him even more every day. We haven't been married for long, but when I think of our life together thus far, I feel as if he's always been in it. I tell Brandon things that no other boyfriend, or even friend, cared about. And, who knows. Maybe Brandon doesn't care at all, but he is darn tootin' good at pretending he does!
He is my soul mate. He is my other half. He is the father of all of our unborn children. He is my husband. He is my best friend. He is the man that I want rocking beside me in a nursing home.
So, these things said. I miss him. Greatly. The last couple nights (and many before), I have had to eat dinner alone, and tuck myself in to bed. I know that I should be so grateful that he is so dedicated to his work, and I am. But, I do miss him. After a day of working 9 hours straight, I hate coming home to an empty apartment. And, I know that I'm being dumb. I can't get the best of both worlds. A man who is home all the time, and provides for me. But, ha! I'm allowed to be dumb. I'm a girl! And, a dang emotional one at that!
I was supposed to get off early today from work. So, Brandon rushed over to pick me up, and then my assistant manager informed me that she had changed her mind and I couldn't go home. I then had to go outside and tell my husband that he should leave because I wouldn't be getting off for about 2 and a half hours. It nearly broke my heart. I burst in to tears just walking out the doors of work. After barely seeing my husband for almost 2 days, not being able to leave with him when he was right there was just too much for the emotional child! hahaha
So, why am I writing this? To be honest, I'm not really sure. Except to have in writing and for the whole world wide web to know that I love my husband, Brandon Curtis Buchei. He waited years for me, and I am so grateful that he did. So, if I have to wait a few days, I guess I can do that, right? =)
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
About the Buchei's
Hello there world! I am excited to start this blog for my husband, Brandon, and I.
But, first a little bit about us!
Brandon and I have been married almost 7 weeks, and have enjoyed it immensely. We met through our church. We are LDS (mormon) and were both attending a congregation of only young single adults. We dated for about 4 months before getting engaged, and then were engaged for almost 3 months! We were married in the San Antonio LDS temple on April 27th, 2012. One of the amazing things about our marriage in the temple is that we are married for not only time, but for eternity. Our marriage will last long after we have both left this world! :)
Brandon works for Papa John's currently managing their store here in West Jordan, Utah. I work for Holiday Oil as a sales clerk out in Magna, Utah. I love my job! I love my boss and my co-workers and the people I get to interact with everyday!
I am from San Antonio, Texas originally, but I moved to Utah in late 2010 on a prayer (literally), and I will be forever grateful that I made that choice, and listened to my father in heaven.
(Here's one of our engagement pictures! More pictures from the wedding to come.)
But, first a little bit about us!
Brandon and I have been married almost 7 weeks, and have enjoyed it immensely. We met through our church. We are LDS (mormon) and were both attending a congregation of only young single adults. We dated for about 4 months before getting engaged, and then were engaged for almost 3 months! We were married in the San Antonio LDS temple on April 27th, 2012. One of the amazing things about our marriage in the temple is that we are married for not only time, but for eternity. Our marriage will last long after we have both left this world! :)
Brandon works for Papa John's currently managing their store here in West Jordan, Utah. I work for Holiday Oil as a sales clerk out in Magna, Utah. I love my job! I love my boss and my co-workers and the people I get to interact with everyday!
I am from San Antonio, Texas originally, but I moved to Utah in late 2010 on a prayer (literally), and I will be forever grateful that I made that choice, and listened to my father in heaven.
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