Realizing.

Morgan and I realized last night that we are about a year away from graduating. Forever. Like, getting a real grown up job with real grown up money, and hopefully a real grown up house. We've never been able to go on fancy, extravagant trips thanks to high-tuition/low income. If I'm being honest, I thought we might have a couple kids by now and would never be able to take our dream vacation. But we don't. And that's when we suddenly realized that we can, in fact, flee the country without hesitation. 

So here we are.

Realzing.

We can go anywhere. 

Money's no object, obviously. 

{jk}

Where the heck are we gonna go?

What the heck are we gonna do?

So now we are taking suggestions. Please leave a comment with your top 3 choices.

Thankyouverymuch.

Busy Bees

Hello folks. How the heck are ya?

We've been busy. Busy, busy bees.

I've been on shoots. I've been editing. I've been doing fancy business-like things in preparation for the BIG CHANGE coming to Ciao Bella Photography in February. (How 'bout that for a juicy little tid bit? Did I pique your interest?? Probably not, but I'm excited.)

Morgan's been at school. Doing homework. At labs. Looking for part time jobs.  (Side note: Craigslist is sketchy.)

Together we've been organizing our house. Instead of paying extra to transfer to a bigger apartment (and have a $100 rent increase), we got rid of our end table and put in two book shelves by my desk. It doesn't look amazing, but it's a cheaper alternative to moving. One day I'll have my office! :)

And the big news around here is.....(no we're not pregnant for all you crazy people who just thought that)...we were hired to be Resident Assistants for our apartment complex. It will be a nice income and something fun for us to do together.

So, in a nutshell...we're busy. But we are loving life. And we still find time to cuddle and do husband/wife things. Morgan planned a totally amazing and creative date last week...he went ALL out. Because I never got asked to prom (or homecoming for that matter), he decide to recreate a high school dance. He even did the traditional Mormon ask-a-girl-in-a-weird-and-complicated-way, decorated with lights and balloons, had refreshments, and made a playlist of our favorite/meaningful songs. What a guy, eh?

Wanna know the difference between a high school prom and our dance?

It's okay to sleep with your date afterwards. ;) 

I know I haven't posted in forever, and what I'm about to say has no relevance whatsoever. So feel free to move along...but I really hate when it's 7pm and you realize all you've eaten that day is brownies, whipped cream, and Chicken in a Biskit.

That's pretty much it.