Emily.camille.photography

I guess you could say Mr. C and I are close. So close in fact that this is our second photo shoot together. (First shoot was over a year ago: HERE). I don't put these on Facebook or Instagram or anything like that because people like to judge. (No, these are not engagements.) And that's okay, everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but I trust my blogger friends enough to just accept them for what they are. And that is more like, "See Ya In Two" kinda pictures. And I don't mean two days, two weeks, or even two months. I mean two years. Mr. C is now Elder C, serving a mission in New York City for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and I couldn't be more proud of him.  As mentioned above though, it does mean I won't see him or hear from him (except for writing letters) for 730 days (give or take, but who's counting?). And considering we've dated for longer than two years, it's a big deal.(Like 1/9th of my life, big deal.) I am used to constantly having a text conversation going (thank you parents, for the unlimited cell phone plan!) and always having plans to see him every day or at least every other day. (Going to separate high schools and separate colleges while living 30 minutes apart hasn't been exactly easy... but it's been worth it!) So it's going to take some adjusting, I'm not ignorant to the fact. And I know it's going to be hard at first, but I am also hopeful that it will get easier.

I owe a huge thank you to his family, for raising him to be worthy to serve a mission for the Lord, to my own family for supporting me these past few years with all the ups and downs that come from a relationship, to my wonderful friends who have offered me food, hugs, and late night talks, and to Mr. C himself, for selflessly sacrificing two years of his life for others. What a guy.

***All photo credits to Emily.camille.photography. Check out her Facebook page HERE. She's wonderful, reasonable, and crazy talented.***

BATMAN.

Mr. C is a big Batman lover.

So we went to the midnight showing here in Utah.

But first, we went to dinner at Macaroni Grill.

It's such a nice restaurant but you can draw on the tables.

Is that weird?

It feels weird to me.

But at the same time, I kind of love it:

After a scrumptious meal of peppers, truffles, and cheesecake, we went to Color Me Mine:

I've never seen Curtis focus so hard.

(He didn't like his picture being taken, though. Psh.)

And then, 10:00 finally rolled around and it was our turn to save spots at the theater. (We had friends who had been already waiting in line for 22 hours!) However, when we got there, there was no more line to wait in and instead, we went straight to our seats. (The best seats in the house, too.) It was a fantastic arrangement and I felt extremely lucky.

For the next 2 hours and 4 minutes, we talked and laughed, ate Sour Patch Kids, and played a riveting game of 'Would You Rather.'

Then the movie started, and ended, in a blink.

No, I did not fall asleep.

(It's a miracle).

But it did, however, go by extremely fast and is still blowing my mind at this very moment.

I reccomend it to all.

Thank you Mr. C, for a lovely night!

And thank you....

BATMAN.

DUN DUN DUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Day 2 of Daniel's Summit

For some odd reason, the folks I went camping with decided to wake up at 8 am the next morning. 8AM?! It was so early and so bright and just plain painful. However, once I managed to open my eyes, I saw just how bright and beautiful nature is in the morning. Seriously. We live in a beautiful world.


We had the camp packed up in about 20 minutes and made our way to the nearest casa where we enjoyed Mickey Mouse waffles and crack syrup. HOLY SMOKIN ROLLERS! The syrup was to die for. I had 2.5 waffles because the syrup was just that incredible and I figured it would be better to get judged for eating a lot of food instead of eating the syrup off a spoon (which is what I wanted to do).

After we stuffed ourselves silly, well, I did anyway, we piled in the car with the 4-wheelers and made our way up to Daniel's Summit where we 4-wheeled to our hearts content.

Before this mini vacae, I was a 4-wheeling virgin because it always seemed to scare the heebie jeebies out of me. However, this trip changed me! It's not scary, it's... thrilling. But it definitely takes it out of ya! (Whatever 'it' is.) So, we stopped at the Daniel's Summit restaurant for lunch where I enjoyed the most scrumptious BBQ sandwich.

Before and After

Cute bunch.

Following lunch, we went back on the 4-wheelers and drove to our hearts content, until we reached the top of the mountain:

I don't know if that's what we were planning to do but somehow we found it and had some fun with pictures at the top. Here are a few:

Summit lovin.

Photo courtesy of Cassidy.
That's an important detail not to be forgotten.

My personal favorite.

While we were playing at the top, it started to drizzle a bit (no biggie) and then came the lightening (biggie) so we quickly hopped back on the 4-wheelers and hurried down the mountain in the drizzling rain which turned to pouring rain which hurt like bee stings because of the speed we were traveling. But ladies and gents, due to the skilled driving of Nate, Cierra, and Mr. C, we made it safe down the mountain and bonus, none of us got struck by lightening! Aren't we just lucky?



It would appear 4-wheeling is a dirty business.

That night I feel asleep at 10pm and woke up the next day at 8am, had some breakfast, and then went back to sleep until 12pm. This camping trip wore me OUT! However, I had a BLAST, so I believe I owe a big thank you to: my family (for letting me go), Mr. C's family (for inviting me), and nature (for being just plain rad.)

Day 1 of Daniel's Summit

Last week, my man, Mr. C, invited me to go camping. If you know me personally, you know that I am a professional camper and therefore do it all the time and rock at it!!! (Sarcasm.) Camping is not my thing. However, I'm willing to try new adventures and this was one of them. Looking back on the trip, my question is, WHAT HAVE I BEEN MISSING MY ENTIRE LIFE?! However, I am getting a little bit ahead of myself.

This trip was a quickie. We only slept under the stars one night but maybe that was okay because I barely slept that one night, not due to the snakes or coyotes, but due to those dang skeeters! I was terrifed of getting bit on my face and swelling up to the size of a balloon. However, one restless night later, I have EIGHT bites on my face. EIGHT. Rude! Although, prior to being eaten alive, we all feasted on junk food, enjoyed John Mayer's newest album, 'Born and Raised' and to finish the night, watched "Hitch" starring Will Smith until we all fell asleep... I think it's safe to say I could get used to this whole wilderness thing.

Up next: DAY 2 of Daniel's Summit

No nests in my hair.