Girl Talk

Aaron David Harris is my hero because he says stuff like this while I watch the Bachelor Pad:

"And by starting something with Michelle he means getting in that vagina. I mean let's just be real here"

Also, I can day dream about doing this or this with him. Anyone have a spare thou they would like to donate to us? I mean we have tickets to see them in November, so why not hang out with them while we are both in the same place at the same time?

One more thing, we make beautiful puppies together.


I <3 him.

He Put a Ring On It

Almost three years ago to the day I wrote this about one Aaron David Harris. I knew then that he was going to be the one I married. I mean, he sang the guy parts to Mates of States songs for goodness sakes.

I could never pin point when he was going to pop the big question. I thought he would do it this time and then again this one time. But it never happened.

Then last Wednesday night on our three year anni, I walked in the door from driving 8 hours back from Marshall Fam Vaycray and saw this slide show posted on our wall (it has been edited slightly to include a picture of us, engaged, and a pic of my ring).



During the end of the slide show where we are supposed to be on top of the Space Needle, Aaron got down on one knee with a Lego Space Needle replica with the ring on top and asked me to marry him. I haven't been able to stop smiling and looking at this gorgeous rock since.

I absolutely can't wait to be Mrs. Aaron David Harris.

And for the record, we are NOT moving to Wisconsin.

Bucket List

This one time, I saw Arcade Fire and it was amazing. The End.

So, not really the end. I've wanted to see them since I first heard "Keep the Car Running" in my ex-boyfriends car. I played the song on repeat because I loved it so much. Then I listened to their first record, Funeral, and literally heard magic. How can a band be this good? It was then and there in the car that I added Arcade Fire to my list, bucket list if you will, of bands I must see before I die. The only remaining bands are Modest Mouse, The Decemberists, and The Smiths. We all know that last one will never happen. So, just the two for now. I am lucky enough to have seen most of my concert bucket list in college. But last Saturday night at the whatever-it's-called-now arena in Dallas, I marked them off. And they may never be topped.

Y'all, I was on the second row. I've never been that close at a concert in my life. AND Win Butler's hand grazed mine as he walked across the guardrails.


They sang all my favorite songs, and I even fell in love with Regine. Who I thought I hated. I don't. I love her.


I may have died from all the awesomeness and then came back to life when they ended the show with "Wake Up."

I really just can't find words to express how much I loved this show.


The End.