tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76988378461053316492024-03-05T00:45:13.887-08:00Karl and KristieKristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-76134783091119534672013-01-20T18:01:00.000-08:002013-01-20T18:01:27.600-08:00Hot PocketTonight's dinner conversation went something like this:<br />
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Karl: In my experience, Philly Cheese Steak is the best Hot Pocket.<br />
Me: I would argue that it is pepperoni.<br />
Karl: Oh noooo. The Philly Cheese Stake is a delicacy. The Pepperoni Pockets are fusty.<br />
Me: Okay. I'll take your word for it.<br />
Karl: I've tried more flavors than you. I've eaten them on a more consistent basis than you. I just know.<br />
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Karl: Hot Pockets taught me patience...<br />
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And now you all know that the Philly Cheesesteak is the best flavor of Hot Pocket. Now watch Jim Gaffigan and enjoy.<br />
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<b>November 2, 2012</b></div>
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<i>Me:</i> Hey, you cool if I rent Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets from Amazon? </div>
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<i>Karl:</i> Yes!</div>
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<i>Me:</i> Awesome! You're the best!</div>
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<i>Karl:</i> I mean no! Amazon doesn't work unless your paper is done! </div>
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<i>Karl:</i> They called me and said so.</div>
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<i>Karl:</i> They said it will look like it works, but your eyes will fall out the next day.</div>
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<i>Karl:</i> Actually scratch that. They eyes falling out thing is what my parents said about manual stimulation, not what the Amazon people said. You're good.</div>
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<i>Me:</i> Thanks?</div>
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<b>November 5, 2012</b></div>
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<i>Me:</i> Good news! The doctors said my irregular hemoglobin is harmless. It's just some weird genetic thing!</div>
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<i>Karl:</i> Or maybe you're a blue person.</div>
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<i>Me:</i> What?</div>
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<i>Karl:</i> You know. In Appalachia there are blue people. They have weirdly shaped hemoglobin that makes all of their blood look blue, making them look entirely blue.</div>
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<i>Me:</i> I doubt I have the blue gene. </div>
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<i>Karl:</i> I hope we get blue kids! That would rock! We would tell them they are super heroes!</div>
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Now I think I hope we have blue kids too! How cool would that be?!</div>
Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-47760400073377898482012-10-28T11:15:00.000-07:002012-10-28T11:15:03.174-07:00Married People Texts: Bond<div style="text-align: justify;">
Karl: So Adele sings the theme some for the new Bond movie. :)</div>
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Me: What? </div>
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Karl: Ya, Adele the singer that won the awards but smokes and is having a secret baby has a song out that is the theme for the new Bond movie.</div>
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Me: That is incredibly random, Love.</div>
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Karl: It just made me wonder if Daniel Craig is the baby daddy. They are both British, they are both stars, and they worked together on Bond.</div>
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Me: Oh man, I love you.</div>
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Karl: I love you too. :)</div>
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This guy...I tell ya.</div>
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Is it possible Daniel Craig is crying because it turns out the baby isn't actually his? Conspiracy!</div>
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Karl: "(While eating leftovers) This may have been the best idea I've ever had!"</div>
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Me: "What?"</div>
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Karl: "Eating barbeque ribs right after love making! I feel, like, this extra surge of manliness!...That's what I want for my birthday! Chili's and love making!"</div>
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Me: "Ummm. If you say so..."</div>
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Karl: "I feel good though, right now! I'm on cloud 10! Not even cloud 9! CLOUD 10!"</div>
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As it turns out, car rides can be some of the most fun times in your marriage. Take our wedding day for example. After our ceremony on our way to the hotel before the reception (ahem)... Karl and I were just giddy. We had the Katy Perry CD in and blasted it, all the while singing a long. That's right. Both of us. Tonight we made a little half hour trek in the car and we listened to "Call Me Maybe" (3 times), "We Are Never Getting Back Together," and "Payphone" (3 times). We danced and sang in the car. My almost 28 year old husband sang We Are Never Getting Back Together like a pro. It was one of the proudest moments of my life.</div>
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Karl and I also like to change the words to songs if we're feeling particularly silly/improv inclined. Tonight we changed the lyrics of "Kiss Me" to reflect the plot of <i>She's All That</i>. It went something like </div>
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And so on. We're pretty loose about making the syllables fit. So ya. There it is for you. Men actually do like pop songs and very often can sing the words better than you can. Now you know.</div>
Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-18817246507460038282012-06-27T11:11:00.001-07:002012-06-27T11:11:33.593-07:00Hypochondria<br />
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So Karl is a bit of a hypochondriac. Whenever I'm even a little bit sick, he thinks it's cancer. If I forget where I put something, he'll say I have Alzheimer's. So I wasn't surprised to see this text conversation transpire.<br />
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Karl: "How is your day?"<br />
Me: "It's pretty good. I have a giant headache though." <br />
Karl: "I'm sorry! It's pretty much every day with the headaches isn't it?"<br />
Me: "Yep. Wah, wah. Maybe I should get an eye exam."<br />
Karl: "Yeah! Good thought...Or a brain scan."<br />
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I don't think I'll be getting a brain scan anytime soon, but it's good to know Karl's prepared for the worst. :)Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-75805931521869141332012-03-25T09:27:00.000-07:002012-03-25T09:27:51.315-07:00Things they don't tell you about marriage: TelepathyThis morning, I glanced over at Karl and noticed his leg. Like really noticed it. Karl is 6'1 and really big boned. His femur is like 4 feet long! I kid you not. I mentioned it to him. There was a pause. Then I said, "In caveman days, if I killed you, I would definitely use your femur to bludgeon another caveman to death."<br />
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He then said, "Is is weird that I was thinking that exact same thing?"<br />
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Telepathy.Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-90269583266805752712012-03-21T22:24:00.003-07:002012-03-21T22:24:42.639-07:00TruthNo matter how old they get, they will never stop putting bras on their heads and pretending they're wearing an astronaut headset.<br />
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<br />Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-6964763650396500312012-03-16T00:59:00.001-07:002012-03-16T00:59:45.122-07:00SometimesSometimes I have really hard nights.<br />
Nights when I remember.<br />
Nights when I'm ashamed.<br />
Nights when I recall my humiliation.<br />
Nights when I feel unloved.<br />
Nights when I shake and heave and sob. <br />
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Then I turn roll over to the other side of the bed.<br />
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He holds me when I remember.<br />
He forgives me when I'm ashamed.<br />
He reassures me when I recall my humiliation.<br />
He loves me when I feel unloved.<br />
He pulls me tighter as my shakes get more violent<br />
and my sobs more silent.<br />
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A thought crosses my mind.<br />
I instinctively push it away.<br />
The thought reappears.<br />
I thrash at it! Yell that it's lying! <br />
It's persistent. It forces itself upon me.<br />
I resign and accept that<br />
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True love has found me. It will not leave me. It will not falter. For the first time in my life I have something permanent and transcendental. <br />
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I realize I am the luckiest<br />
and anxiously await the dawn.Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-3492201209886943112012-02-20T06:11:00.000-08:002012-02-20T06:11:01.527-08:00Conversations Before BedThis conversation transpired last night in bed right before we fell asleep:<br />
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<b><i>Karl:</i></b> (slyly) "Hey...Soooo...Since you don't work anymore, after we go to the gym, we might have time for something..."<br />
<b><i>Me:</i></b> "Oh, ya? I think we could make that happen."<br />
<b><i>Karl:</i></b> "Whatcha thinkin of?" (I imagine him winking).<br />
<b><i>Me:</i></b> "I don't know...You tell me..." (I obviously have a specific something I'm thinking of).<br />
<b><i>Karl:</i></b> (He turns toward me and whispers in my ear in a sultry voice) "You can make me scrambled eggs."<br />
<b><i>Me:</i></b> "Oh..."<br />
<b><i>Karl:</i></b> "Oh! You thought I meant! I mean, ya! Let's do that too!"<br />
<b><i>Me:</i> </b>"Umm...Ya. I'll just make you eggs."<br />
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Just another day in the life. Haha.<br />
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Happy Valentine's Day to the love of my life, Karl, Karlito Burrito, Love, George bear. Happiest almost two years of my life. No contest.Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-39080333348933236932012-02-13T08:03:00.000-08:002012-02-13T08:03:57.975-08:00Miniaturize Polar BearsEarly Sunday morning I popped back into bed after getting some water. Karl grabbed my hand and rubbed it firmly. I thought he was being sweet. Then he said to me, "If they can do what they say they can with animals, then we should miniaturize polar bears."<br />
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My laughing woke him up. Hahah. I love being married.<br />
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I know I don't write on here a lot. Just wait til I'm pregnant! Haha. This is just a quick update. Karl and I are doing so great! We just paid off two more credit cards and are now about a month away from being debt free (besides the student loans). We couldn't be happier about it! We're cherishing our time together now that we're in school. We just don't get to see each other as much as we would like. Saturdays used to be full of movie watching, snuggling, and baking. Now they're full of textbooks, trying to make a 3 page paper stretch into 5, and headaches. Oh, and last chance workouts. Haha. The one nice thing is that we have decided not to do homework on Sundays. At least we have those days to go to church and watch movies/read and cuddle. We also make home made wheat bread every week. We love it. I guess we are young college kids/newlyweds living the dream. Most days I don't realize how lucky I am, but today I do. Going through life with your best friend is the tops. :)<br />
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Until next time,<br />
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Bringhurst OUT!Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-9313896984073583682011-11-19T08:59:00.001-08:002011-11-19T09:01:39.014-08:00Paul Newman<br />
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Paul Newman's letter to his wife on their wedding day:<br />
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“Happiness in
marriage is not something that just happens. A good marriage must be
created. In the Art of Marriage, the little things are the big things.
It is never being too old to hold hands. It is remembering to say ‘I
love you’ at least once a day. It is never going to sleep angry. It is
at no time taking the other for granted; the courtship should not end
with the honeymoon; it should continue through all the years. It is
having a mutual sense of values and common objectives. It is standing
together facing the world. It is forming a circle of love that gathers
in the whole family. It is doing things for each other, not in the
attitude of duty or sacrifice, but in the spirit of joy. It is speaking
words of appreciation and demonstrating gratitude in thoughtful ways. It
is not expecting the husband to wear a halo or the wife to have the
wings of an angel. It is not looking for perfection in each other. It is
cultivating flexibility, patience, understanding and a sense of humor.
It is having the capacity to forgive and forget. It is giving each other
an atmosphere in which each can grow. It is finding rooms for things of
the spirit. It is a common search for the good and the beautiful. It is
establishing a relationship in which the independence is equal,
dependence is mutual and obligation is reciprocal. It is not only
marrying the right partner, it is being the right partner.”Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-79963482046864345232011-07-28T12:21:00.000-07:002011-07-28T12:21:28.698-07:00Goin to The Temple and We're Gonna Get Sealed<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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"An empty box is not given substance by the most beautiful gift wrapping. So it is with a civil marriage. It is not the Lord’s way, and no amount of rationalizing will ever change that unchangeable fact."<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">-Elder Cree-L Kofford </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">This quote perfectly encompasses my feelings. I loved my wedding day. It was beautiful and well put together. In the end, however, it was an "empty box with beautiful gift wrapping." And I felt it. I still feel it. I felt like however well my wedding day went, that it still would never feel like my wedding. Since I was little, all I've ever wanted was to be married in the temple. Karl and I messed up. We didn't make it there. No amount of words can ever fully explain the loss I felt and still feel for not making it there. It kills me. In primary, when I was younger, we received a white hanger with a rock attached in lace and ribbon. The rock was from the newly built Boston Temple. We were encouraged to keep the hanger for a special place to hang our temple clothes when we went to the temple. I think I'm probably the only one who kept that hanger. It was my goal. My mission. I didn't make it to the temple when I got married, and as a result, I robbed myself. I still look longingly at my friend's pictures who did get married in the temple. I wish it had been me. But it wasn't. I can't change the past. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">This Saturday, in two days, Karl and I are going through the Salt Lake Temple. We will be sealed together for time and eternity. I cannot wait. My whole being is radiating with excitement for that day. I feel like this is the real deal. As much as I felt like my wedding on July 17, 2010 was a sham, I feel like this Saturday is my real wedding day. It's the day when The Lord will give his seal of approval on our marriage. When we will know that we can never be parted in this life, or the next. This Saturday is going to be the most important day of my life. I really wish my parent's could be there, but I don't think they understand the importance of my being sealed to Karl. For me, it's like the cool wind blowing on a hot day. It's relief, it's calm, it's everything in that moment.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I know I've made mistakes and I've had to suffer more than anyone knows for those mistakes. I'm grateful for The Atonement. I'm grateful that I can turn my life around with help from my Savior. I'm so glad that I can't lose the opportunity to go to the temple forever. I'm so glad that with hard work, and a contrite spirit, that my Heavenly Father is still reserving the blessings that come with being sealed for me. After Saturday, I don't think I'll feel that loss that I felt this whole year. I think I will feel whole again. Even more than whole. I will be one of two people in an eternal marriage. I can't wait for Karl and I to be bonded in that way.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">For more information on Mormon temples and sealings, I highly suggest reading <a href="http://lds.org/ensign/1998/06/marriage-in-the-lords-way-part-one?lang=eng&query=sealing">this article</a>. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I do, however ask that all comments be respectful of my beliefs. Thank you.</div>Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-767764205704136832011-07-27T11:32:00.000-07:002011-07-27T11:32:43.384-07:00Things They Don't Tell You Before Marriage: Sleeping Habits<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table>Sleeping habits aren't something that are talked about when considering marriage. No one ever thinks, ya, I bet when we live together it's going to be a nightmare sleeping next to that guy. You know what, sometimes it is. It took me almost a year to be able to sleep in the same room as Karl because of his snoring. The blanket thing is another issue we've had trouble dealing with as well. When Karl and I started sleeping in the same bed together, it became quite clear we are both blanket hogs. We both like to wrap ourselves in a kind of cocoon with our blankets. This is impossible to do with one blanket. I am a side sleeper, and I make him sleep on his side too (because of the snoring), so we can bundle up on one side, but right in the middle there is always a giant gap that lets cold air in. I depicted this in a lovely picture that obviously displays the breadth of my talent.<br />
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The giant black "V" represents cold air flowing down our backs. Notice the unhappy looks on our faces. As a result of this unhappiness, we decided to just use two separate blankets. I love mine (fluffy, faux down, with an adorable duvet) and Karl loves his (a soft comforter on the thin side that actually matches mine perfectly). I once had someone tell me that separate blankets would be the downfall of our marriage. That person was a douche anyways, so I never took much stock in his opinion. Apparently, <a href="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/sf/bedroom/one-solution-for-blanket-hogs-106530">Apartment Therapy says it's okay</a>. It's even trending in Europe right now (I'm so chic), so I'm good with that. I think that we should be able to go with what works. Karl and I are very solitary sleepers, not much cuddling going on there, and that's perfectly okay. I have a dream that blanket hogs and cuddlers alike will be able to sleep in whatever way is comfortable and not be judged by their blanket stealing habits. I have a dream.Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-68428098516655715512011-07-26T10:43:00.001-07:002011-07-26T10:43:48.233-07:00Home<div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/6446434/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img 712="" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/6446434_Fpoh31JR_c.jpg" width="475 height =" /></a></div></div><div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;">Source: <a href="http://www.designspongeonline.com/page/3" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;">designspongeonline.com</a> via <a href="http://pinterest.com/kforzese07/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Kristie</a> on <a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Pinterest</a></div></div>Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-10584399013336930682011-07-21T14:14:00.000-07:002011-07-21T14:14:46.117-07:00What's in a Name?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSIOwKvHoz0DZyLnUs5HB-h5f3koJD5_KTGA3KocaI-qlnLXEL4WqEOSPvwKHw-t831zOc3rYEeDG-ARGD1RnFAtsj-46zk12gKifR5JBBcAaTQTmR4DRLp1SuRKJuo8wXozdkoJGmAQg/s1600/name.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSIOwKvHoz0DZyLnUs5HB-h5f3koJD5_KTGA3KocaI-qlnLXEL4WqEOSPvwKHw-t831zOc3rYEeDG-ARGD1RnFAtsj-46zk12gKifR5JBBcAaTQTmR4DRLp1SuRKJuo8wXozdkoJGmAQg/s1600/name.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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Last month I changed my name. I'm struggling to figure out who Kristie Bringhurst is. I felt like I knew Kristie Forzese pretty well, but then my last name changed and things got hard. It's weird how much attachment you can have to a name. The last name "Forzese" hold so much pride for me. It's my dad's name. My Nonno's name (Nonno is Italian for grandfather). My Old Nonno's name (My great-grandfather). All Forzeses come from Sicily, Italy. We're all related. I have cousins that I'm friends with on FB that I've never met, but I know we're not so distantly related. <br />
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I know that just because my last name changed, that doesn't mean my heritage does, it's just a different feeling. It's a feeling of loss. I'm happy to be a Bringhurst and I'm becoming attached to that name and family, but I don't want to have to sacrifice my own. I chose to take Karl's last name. I want to be Kristie Bringhurst. It's hard to understand. I'm just kind of torn. Who knew changing your name was such a big deal? I sure didn't anticipate it. Also, it took me 22 years to nail signing my last name in cursive. You try writing Forzese in cursive! It's not easy! Now I have to relearn my signature. I never thought there could be a harder name in cursive than Forzese, but I think Bringhurst tops it. I end up just signing a "B" and a squiggle. Haha.<br />
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I think what I'm trying to say is the transition from a single girl with a cool Italian mobster last name, to a married girl with a Mormon Pioneer name is difficult. It has less to do with the names, and more to do with trying to maintain my independence, while making room for a whole person into my life that I have to learned to depend on. Marriage is a balancing act of preserving who you are and who you want to be. I know this post is kind of scattered, but I needed to say it. I don't think a lot of people talk about how difficult the transition into married life is. I'm here to say it's hard. No amount of work can prepare you for it. It's also the best thing that has ever happened to me. I'm happy to let my last name go, to let the old me go if that means I get to have an amazing husband who has his own family stories to bring to the table.<br />
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I'm happy to be married, and I'm glad I finally changed my name. I am Kristie Lynne Bringhurst, with a fierce independent streak, inspiring Swedish and Italian ancestors, and a great husband who loves me. Now if only I could nail that new signature...Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-83536425596324692432011-07-19T12:41:00.000-07:002011-07-19T12:46:41.475-07:00Looking Back: Making a Wedding ReceptionOur wedding reception was my favorite part of the day. We didn't have a reception line because I always hate lines. The reception was very casual, but very much like a garden party. We all chatted, ate delicious desserts and hugged. A lot.<br />
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So here are the details of the reception:<br />
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We made a photo booth. We had collected the frame for it from a consignment shop. Karl and my dad made the photo booth with plywood and my mom wallpapered it with a yard sale find. The table next to it was picked up thrifting and we adorned it with an old Brownie Camera and pictures.<br />
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For the table centerpieces, I collected teacups, little vases and interesting bottles from the DI (similar to Salvation Army). I put 3 on each table and made sure they were of varying heights. Total cost for the teacups and bottles was $20.<br />
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As far as food goes, we couldn't afford a full dinner, so we opted for my favorite meal: Dessert! Our families really chipped in a lot with this. They were baking for days. In addition, my bridesmaids Brooke and Leah are friends with a girl who loves to make and decorate delicious cupcakes which you can see above. They really were the crowning beauties. Thanks ladies!<br />
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My other bridesmaid Jessica hooked me up and asked out mutual friend Amy who is a cake decorator to make my cake at zero expense to us. She was amazing. Our cake was delicious (lemon with cream cheese frosting) and beautiful and exactly how I imagined it! The cake topper was custom made to look like us. I loved it. <a href="http://karlandkristie.blogspot.com/2010/06/cake-topper-has-arrived.html">Learn more about it here</a>.<br />
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We used pinwheels as our favors. Karl's mom went crazy and made tons of them for us. She was so helpful! Everyone loved them and I still have friends who stole a few and made a bouquet for their table.<br />
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The tables, chairs, umbrella's and tablecloths were all rented and the best idea we ever had. My matron on honor did some research and found them for us. So good.<br />
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Our guest book was a freebie from a blog giveaway for Agent Kat Designs. It came out beautiful. <br />
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At the end, we had a sparkler sendoff and it was amazing and so good to leave. I had a great time, but receptions can be brutal when you're newly married.<br />
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Our photographer for the day was Dave Brewer of the Dave Brewer Photo Booth fame. He cut us a great deal and took some amazing shots for us. I couldn't have been happier with them. <br />
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So there you have it. That's pretty much my wedding in a nutshell. I hope you liked it!Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-60530456100943963602011-07-19T12:11:00.000-07:002011-07-19T12:11:03.231-07:00Looking Back: Making a Wedding CeremonyLast year on July 17th, Karl and I were married in Murray Park. It was a crazy stressful time, but it was a good time. I designed all aspects of the wedding myself and spent countless hours on Once Wed and other wedding sites to get inspiration. While I was sad Karl and I didn't get married in the temple, looking back, I'm very proud of all we accomplished on a budget of about $3,000. That being said, so many people helped out in so many different capacities and we definitely couldn't have done it without them.<br />
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I remember just being so done with our wedding day at the end of it and not even wanting to look at pictures for a few months. It was just a ton of work and completely exhausting. Now however, I can look back at the beautiful wedding we assembled and admire the uniqueness and beauty without having to relive the hottest day of the year. Haha. So now I present you with the ceremony:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Here are the details: Karl and I saved for months and months. We probably should have gotten married in January, but we didn't have the money, so we saved every penny for 6 months. Our colors were Navy blue, yellow, and pink. The bridesmaids had to wear pink dresses, but of any pattern or cut they wanted. The groomsmen had to rent the blue vests above and we bought them all pink ties. Our moms wore navy blue and our dads wore pink ties.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My florist was amazing. She is a friend of a friend and runs a small business out of her house. She worked really well with our budget and added lots of fun and whimsy to the bouquets and boutonnieres. She included lots of Billy Balls, which I love and wrapped everything in rattan for a rustic feel. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We rented out Murray Park for a day for $50. The gazebo we were married in front of was where Karl proposed and where we spent a lot of time together while we dated.. My Uncle Earl is a judge in Idaho and he did the honors of marrying us. Both of our mom's worked on the pennant banner behind us, and we strung up clear lights for the night time. The chairs were rentals. </div>Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-20069599453917367272011-06-29T10:42:00.000-07:002011-06-29T10:42:39.819-07:00Texts from Karl<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm_Y25sK4MV1bZQMafWbl-uqWQHwU8ck7Mm4ikn5Tn4rGrhL9Vsser261v4nqoOiGlUERfW_bN71joBA5Cd9Xmk_hYp9Q1r4kHunslaXcjLpq_we6WeUppCsDl5Ohru60im0q5TXqW09A/s1600/Geese+in+the+Park+055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm_Y25sK4MV1bZQMafWbl-uqWQHwU8ck7Mm4ikn5Tn4rGrhL9Vsser261v4nqoOiGlUERfW_bN71joBA5Cd9Xmk_hYp9Q1r4kHunslaXcjLpq_we6WeUppCsDl5Ohru60im0q5TXqW09A/s1600/Geese+in+the+Park+055.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Karl just sent me this text message. I want to remember it forever, so that's why it's going here.<br />
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"Just so you know, hardly getting to spend any time with you reminded me of how lucky I am! I am a very lucky boy! You are an amazing wife and friend and I'm lonely when you're not with me. You are so beautiful and sexy and fun, You are determined and motivated and smart and funny and I love you more than anything. I know we have our ups and downs, but I am truly happy you are in my life. As a matter of fact, you are my life! I love you my Kristiesita Bonita."<br />
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Seriously...That boy makes me so happy.Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-57034527737531785922011-06-20T10:19:00.000-07:002011-06-20T10:19:38.760-07:00I love you, Karl.Marriage is hard. Not because of Karl, but because of all of my own demons that I have to face. It gets exhausting.Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-83659319157512922892011-05-15T21:21:00.000-07:002011-05-15T21:21:09.250-07:00"I wanna be where your heart is home."<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCpzXP8W1iSnNOt67C776sYlkjSXzJR-zjSuPkHQfocp4lploM9b7p-ANr652wSFlCi_0VH2OBZHVfuyv4hm2cNCPTJU9TAazQZa_jsX2scKTcDABRDkvmGqdzQVP0j1bScwx_beYkY-U/s1600/17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCpzXP8W1iSnNOt67C776sYlkjSXzJR-zjSuPkHQfocp4lploM9b7p-ANr652wSFlCi_0VH2OBZHVfuyv4hm2cNCPTJU9TAazQZa_jsX2scKTcDABRDkvmGqdzQVP0j1bScwx_beYkY-U/s640/17.jpg" width="426" /></a></div>I have been away from Karl for almost 5 days now. I'm having so much fun in Massachusetts and I had a lot of fun in New York. I'm glad to be with my parents and I'm glad to be at the house where I grew up. The one thing that I'm not loving is being away from Karl. This is the longest we have ever been apart. I miss his laugh, I miss how he likes to cuddle with me at night, and I miss doing everything with him. This trip has reinforced what I always knew about him. He is my best friend. When I see two people laughing together I wish I had him with me to do the same. Yesterday at Rockport I saw a couple sitting on the rocks looking over the ocean. They were holdings hands and smiling. Never have I missed Karl more acutely. It's an interesting thing really, to find the person that you hate being apart from.<br />
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Before this trip I struggled with my loss of independence. I wasn't unhappy, but I was realizing that I was becoming codependent. I hated going to the grocery store by myself. I hated driving. I hated girls nights where I couldn't be with him. I thought I had become weak. On this trip I've done a lot alone. And quite capably. I flew by myself, I got a cab by myself, and I spent some time in Times Square by myself. I didn't get anxious or feel like someone had to be there. I realized that I <i>wanted </i>Karl there. I am not codependent because that's how I'm supposed to be or because I can't do things on my own. I'm codependent because I want to be. I found the one person I want at my side constantly. Karl's the person who makes every single moment better. <br />
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Also, for the first time coming back to MA, it really doesn't feel like home anymore. I mean, I feel at home at my parent's, but it doesn't feel like my home anymore. As I drove through the streets of North Attleboro, or saw a sign for Dunkin Donuts, I didn't get the same thrill I used to. I feel like it's not me anymore. All I think about is my warm comfy bed in Utah with my handsome husband and adorable kitten in it. I think of how our house is exactly how I want it and how I love that we keep the heat off all night (I like it to be cold when I sleep so I can bundle up). I have a very large part of my heart that is devoted to my home. That home is in Utah with Karl and not in North Attleboro anymore. It's funny how that happens. I couldn't be happier about it.<br />
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I can't wait until I get to see my husband on Tuesday night. I also can't wait to see what that welcome home kiss will be like. It'll be like my very own chick flick. :)Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-80570966655406537992011-05-07T09:37:00.000-07:002011-05-07T09:37:10.096-07:0010 Day You Challenge<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFJAHnNknf8J1llLsR73sLND4q-ZYL96b9aV4EnF7qdZTi54OltbrJe9qiTfLfiJ8LN4gthLyatd_wDkfQ9SzXTEch0tipoDh6ZGuRW8NYwUVaZOcWImjPMgsKjWmVPytR8inY8FtIORg/s1600/you+challenge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"> <img border="0" height="294" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFJAHnNknf8J1llLsR73sLND4q-ZYL96b9aV4EnF7qdZTi54OltbrJe9qiTfLfiJ8LN4gthLyatd_wDkfQ9SzXTEch0tipoDh6ZGuRW8NYwUVaZOcWImjPMgsKjWmVPytR8inY8FtIORg/s640/you+challenge.png" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>One Picture</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the night we got engaged. I love this because I'm so happy and under a giant umbrella. Also, my hair is going back to blond next week.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I didn't even let Karl pick his picture. I love this one of him so much that I'm posting it. I love that smile. He gives me butterflies.</td></tr>
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</div>Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698837846105331649.post-27379373781740057702011-05-06T13:16:00.000-07:002011-05-06T13:18:44.712-07:00Life is Precious<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitkpWDSE2Bq33l7jRex10PuhXV9uFLVXd3dV0KokzYIBxAxjBv510avSQYr3qa_e3CPfHp-SOb3J1i2wBl-OxWvS3izQuodqpvCIzfSgETFqMMpilYNUOR10Ai-Yee0LcF0HcaAkidyNw/s1600/Karl+and+Kristie+Wedding-Web+Res-%25C2%25ACdavebrewerphoto.com-185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitkpWDSE2Bq33l7jRex10PuhXV9uFLVXd3dV0KokzYIBxAxjBv510avSQYr3qa_e3CPfHp-SOb3J1i2wBl-OxWvS3izQuodqpvCIzfSgETFqMMpilYNUOR10Ai-Yee0LcF0HcaAkidyNw/s1600/Karl+and+Kristie+Wedding-Web+Res-%25C2%25ACdavebrewerphoto.com-185.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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Yesterday I was surfing through my daily blog reads and I found a link to <a href="http://dennyandwendy.blogspot.com/2011/05/our-sweet-wendy.html">this blog</a>. If you haven't read it yet, just be warned, you're going to need a whole bunch of tissues and someone to give you a hug afterward. I'm not saying it's all sad, because there's so much hope, faith, and love interwoven in it. I think it's something everyone needs to read, if not to restore faith, then just to remember to take time to appreciate life and the people that you love. Last night I felt like I needed to re-read it with Karl. We both sobbed together. Then we hugged each other, kissed each other, and verbally expressed our love for one another. <br />
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Throughout Denny and Wendy's blog, Denny writes about Heavenly Father's hand in all things. I couldn't help but think about that last night. I couldn't help but think, "Wow. Heavenly Father loves me so much." It's evident in everything I've been given, but most particularly in Karl. I've never met two people who were more suited for each other than Karl and I. We laugh at the same things, we improv random lyrics to songs together, we slow dance in the kitchen, we like the same movies (for the most part), we have similar familial situations, and similar dating histories. Last night I thought to myself, "I owe Heavenly Father a lot for reserving this perfect, wonderful man to be mine." My life has most definitely not been easy, but I feel like Heavenly Father knew it wouldn't be, so at the right time, he sent me Karl. Life still isn't easy, but it's infinitely happier knowing how loved I am and knowing that no matter what, I always have Karl there to make me laugh. I know this post is pretty sentimental and mushy, but I would be remiss if I didn't write exactly how I'm feeling. I want to cherish these thoughts forever.<br />
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I know if I lost Karl, my life would be shattered. I don't know if I'd be able to breath. I would be incapacitated by sadness. I also know that come July when we get sealed in the temple, that we will be eternal and that we would only be apart for a short time. I know Heavenly Father would take care of us both. He would comfort us and send us his love, like he always does. I take great comfort in that.Kristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16999630986750362849noreply@blogger.com1