tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75961972794817841332024-03-05T06:58:20.007-08:00Lovely BrideHe Proposed and I said YES!!!
The Journey to the Big Day.Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-90672486550636208782013-07-25T22:27:00.000-07:002013-07-25T22:48:34.944-07:00Lost and Found<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I found this old post that I thought I posted.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span><span style="color: #222222;">The person up next to bat was really good.</span><br /><span style="color: #222222;">The new girl just ate it on the way to home plate.</span><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span>This is me after I fell</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">I really wanted to hit a home run but we all know that would never happen because</span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When I was up to bat I made it to 1st base. </span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When the next person when up they hit the ball & I ran to 2nd as fast as I could. </span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was safe but the person who was up to bat didn't make it.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222;">He went up and hit the ball so hard and I started running.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was running as fast as I possibly could.</span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I touched 3rd and people are yelling at me to keep running so I keep going.</span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I see home plate and I'm excited because I've never made it to home before. </span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm almost there and then something happens.</span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I don't know how it happened but the next thing I know I'm on the ground.</span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I fell before I made it home and I fell hard.</span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I can't believe that this is really happening. </span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Of course I would fall while something amazing is about to happen.</span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I feel someone pick me up off the ground and basically carry me to home plate.</span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was my co-worker who was up to bat and caught up to me.</span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He couldn't make it home until I did.</span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I can't stop laughing and my co-workers are cracking up but at the same time they all feel so bad for me.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222;">I felt bad for JR. He must have been so embarrassed of his clumsy wife.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Story of my life!!!</span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My old roommates can probably tell you about the times I've either fallen down the stairs, ran into walls or</span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You would think that because I fall so much that my body would have tough skin or something.</span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Nope!! </span><br />
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Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-41998550663745972922012-03-17T23:27:00.002-07:002012-03-17T23:28:40.402-07:00Holiday 2011<div style="text-align: center;">It look's like I need to catch up on blogging</div><div style="text-align: center;">I had written out a catch up blog</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was perfect!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I had included all these pictures and then our power went out &</div><div style="text-align: center;">It wasn't just for a few hours.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We were without power for 5 days</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was so sad</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is what our neighborhood looked like </div><div style="text-align: center;">This is all just houses away from us</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEYRrJWzpZ9NyZf5wkXG8X4u4eYSPjUa7R5vqsM9yHadkUhW_cOGdnuedStGEGcaORIWdJ0RTUPqou36e2vQJjWqj3zi3MUTE0JXt3C717nZeFKFQK1amhMi_Zr6SLiGSAkCJbMO647vM/s1600/storm.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEYRrJWzpZ9NyZf5wkXG8X4u4eYSPjUa7R5vqsM9yHadkUhW_cOGdnuedStGEGcaORIWdJ0RTUPqou36e2vQJjWqj3zi3MUTE0JXt3C717nZeFKFQK1amhMi_Zr6SLiGSAkCJbMO647vM/s320/storm.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We lost all our food in the refrigerator and freezer.</div><div style="text-align: center;">After I lost all the hard work I put into that post I kinda gave up.</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is my attempt to get into it again and continue to blog</div><div style="text-align: center;">Some of these pictures were taken on the diPhone and others on JR's camera.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I'm sorry about the horrible quality of some of the pictures.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will start the blogging with the Holidays</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u>Halloween 2011</u></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_V4PcM9txmCtTALPv5YYrBMUpczq7QyBEKXstAZp4NXr3GC7hwpMPbluBcnhZuUvEhTTJv-2k42Vsnbc29_a_BJ0qkopFlCzA43kQcdkWUiRiqbTNdNiC8tTfySra_vWJrk9Urp7p_bk/s1600/HalloweenB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_V4PcM9txmCtTALPv5YYrBMUpczq7QyBEKXstAZp4NXr3GC7hwpMPbluBcnhZuUvEhTTJv-2k42Vsnbc29_a_BJ0qkopFlCzA43kQcdkWUiRiqbTNdNiC8tTfySra_vWJrk9Urp7p_bk/s320/HalloweenB.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u>Thanksgiving 2011</u></div><div style="text-align: center;">We spent thanksgiving together.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just us</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u>Mr. & Mrs.</u></div><div style="text-align: center;">In our new home </div><div style="text-align: center;">TOGETHER!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Something I have been learning to do since we have been married is cook.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Since we would be having thanksgiving at home that meant having to cook dinner</div><div style="text-align: center;">So I went to the store and they were sold out of turkey!! </div><div style="text-align: center;">Even those little turkey slices!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">We bought the next best thing</div><div style="text-align: center;">STEAK!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is our yummy dinner</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCi-z9-niH9A8VLRV_9ytvm_yZnDyZMmo7kfxjTqPHELvd6InoMLdNi9y-qG_5Zl0nXWWxBqjNIlU7-0IW8WqIGAMNgaXj9BzwxMlpo_ET9rNRQrbcAmsMAjaNqV80xtftD7zHLpmxEUo/s1600/thanksgiving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCi-z9-niH9A8VLRV_9ytvm_yZnDyZMmo7kfxjTqPHELvd6InoMLdNi9y-qG_5Zl0nXWWxBqjNIlU7-0IW8WqIGAMNgaXj9BzwxMlpo_ET9rNRQrbcAmsMAjaNqV80xtftD7zHLpmxEUo/s320/thanksgiving.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><u>Christmas 2011</u></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Christmas was so much fun!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was our first Christmas as Mr. & Mrs.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We bought our first tree and decorated it together.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We spent Christmas Eve with my siblings at my brothers house </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">& then we came home to have our very own Christmas and exchange gifts with each other. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We had so much fun watching each other open gifts.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> I made us Christmas themed pancakes for breakfast</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We went to church in the morning and had lunch at Jorge's sister's house.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Finished it off with Dinner at the Tia's house. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We loved spending it with family.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I've spent holidays with JR before but spending is as husband and wife sure was great!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love being married to this wonderful man</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He is so good to me and I get to have him for eternity</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">How did I get so LUCKY!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-55147731695983335992011-11-23T23:18:00.000-08:002011-11-24T09:13:16.883-08:00It's Official...I'm a Mrs.!!!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm Married!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">To the man of my DREAMS</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We were married at The Los Angeles Temple</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was beautiful</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">&</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">now I get to spend Eternity with this Handsome man</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">right here</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Married life has been so much fun </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We have be able to spend lots of time together because</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I got a new JOB!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">No more Sunday-Thursday, 12pm-9pm shifts with an hour commute each way. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I started about 2 days after my honeymoon :) </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It really is an amazing story the way it happened but I'll leave that for another post.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So all this happened the week of my wedding.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Talk about STRESS!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Oh and to add some more stress to my wedding countdown.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> My poor mother was in a car accident about 2 weeks before my wedding. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She was taken to the hospital. She almost broke her wrist and they didn't find out until after the wedding that she had torn some ligaments in her arm and that's why it wasn't healing. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So my Matron of Honor/Big sister/ My rock</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">was starting to have contraction the week of my wedding. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She was such a trooper and thankfully Izzy decided to wait until after the wedding to make her Debut.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Isn't she a cutie?!?!?!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTDQ_zY0nJ2Nr6IVGPRnqjjDMbE9kB-b2ta3UICNo69AqBvjbaiEt28b56nPwNNZoiBv2XhZ5-hAlF6OYJ4HoKQ9Ien19B6srOA5NDobl2bzKXv6rBzXU9rAhBC0Y7rQdLAnSzaOKmYkg/s1600/izzy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTDQ_zY0nJ2Nr6IVGPRnqjjDMbE9kB-b2ta3UICNo69AqBvjbaiEt28b56nPwNNZoiBv2XhZ5-hAlF6OYJ4HoKQ9Ien19B6srOA5NDobl2bzKXv6rBzXU9rAhBC0Y7rQdLAnSzaOKmYkg/s320/izzy.jpg" width="239" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">JR's phone rang super early Sunday morning. Lilian called to let us know her water broke.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Her husband works nights so we rushed over to help out by watching little E & big J </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">so that they could head to the hospital.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She was in the hospital for a few days since they were trying to keep the baby inside for as long as possible. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">They weren't sure if he was done cooking yet.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">JR & I had Little E with us until they came home with baby. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He was so good with us. We were happy and were able to get a feel of what it would be like if we had kids. It was fun and E is such a good boy.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was really nice to be able to watch him for those few days.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It sure is different having a 2 year old around day and night.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Thanks for being such a good nephew.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We Love you E.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiplABpVnAlC5-QFPjvctZOZWefpmvDu4pb6sfClNMPYeX5DONlAFVvUqsfNOuky91prhfRFwIn3eSBuEHsBpV9IU3j6p1TfzsW9kR7x9GLr7rTQ-s1YxrRyBuMDs6GaaZvqDIEhqjdG_g/s1600/E.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiplABpVnAlC5-QFPjvctZOZWefpmvDu4pb6sfClNMPYeX5DONlAFVvUqsfNOuky91prhfRFwIn3eSBuEHsBpV9IU3j6p1TfzsW9kR7x9GLr7rTQ-s1YxrRyBuMDs6GaaZvqDIEhqjdG_g/s320/E.jpg" width="238" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As you can tell my life has been a little hectic and busy.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">That's why I haven't been blogging.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Please forgive me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I've had several friends ask me to please start blogging again.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This post for you!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You know who you are ;) </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-25529943125735210422011-07-29T23:00:00.000-07:002011-11-24T09:11:44.970-08:00Less then one month left<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Life has been busy.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I started a new job 3 weeks ago and I now have to commute to work.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> It's been pretty stressful for me. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The past few years I've lived so close to work. I was spoiled and now I have to drive 1 hour to get to work. It's been hard but so far I really like my new co-workers and job. I've had less time to work on anything wedding related. That has been one of my biggest challenges. Finding time to do wedding stuff! Today during my lunch break I worked on favors :) I will say that I LOVE my iPhone or diPhone as I like to call it. I can check my e-mail and search for anything I need. Thank you JR for buying me my first diPhone. I'm addicted and I don't know what I would do with out it. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Since the last time I blogged I am happy to announce that we finally finished the invitations. We have amazing friends!! They came over one night to help us put them together and it was such a huge help. I've learned that I am horrible at asking for help. I always feel so bad. I don't want to bother anyone or burden them in any way so I was just doing things by myself or with the help of JR. One Sunday our friend B offered to help us and recruited other friends to come over and help us. It was all done in about 2 hours. It was awesome! Advice to all the Brides reading this....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Just ask for help.</span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Another big thing that has happened is WE FOUND A PLACE!!! I'm so excited! I move in about 2 weeks and JR will be moving in right after we get married. I can't wait to get things inside the house and getting it all organized and decorated. JR has started getting some things ready. He has a dresser and shelf he is currently staining so it looks nice in our new place :) </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In other great news..... MOM is here :)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She flew in last week and has been staying with my sister</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> She is happy to be here. She gets to see her cute grandchildren. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My nephew was born last year and she never got the chance to meet him so that was nice that she gets to hold and cuddle with him now. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He is such a cute baby!! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">All of my nieces and nephews are cute. My 2 adorable nieces are our flower girls and they LOVE the flower girl dresses they are so excitied that they are going to get to wear them at Tia's wedding :) </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If you ask Lou Lou, my niece, what we are celebrating she will tell you </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Tia's wedding"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> She also thinks every single bridal magazine and wedding dress is Tia's. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Soon I will get to have 2 more nephews!! JR has 2 nephews now and they are so great! We really love them and enjoy spending time with them.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-55273429712530238212011-07-09T14:30:00.000-07:002011-07-10T08:45:31.321-07:00The Venue<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> When we first got engaged we started thinking about different places we can have the wedding. We decided on having it at the Pasadena Stake center. It's the Church building JR grew up attending. He was baptized in that building so it had special meaning. About a year or so ago they started some construction on the building. It was supposed to be finished in December but it wasn't. We thought that by August 27th it should be done. No problem, right?? Well its still not done :( Jorge and I decided that we can't take the risk of sending out invites and having to call everyone and tell them things have changed if the building wasn't finished. The building might be done by August 27th we just can't take the risk. We were very sad about this choice we made but we had to do it. We have plenty of buildings in our area. We had made a back up list of our favorite buildings. We started calling them. They were all booked :( Can you believe it!! Our back up's were booked!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">We started searching online for different locations and options. I made a list and started e-mailing and calling them for prices and availability. Most of them were already booked. We are less then 2 months away and I knew this would probably happen. The places that were not booked were about $100 a head and parking was about $10-$20 a person and don't forget about the tip! </div><div style="text-align: center;"> I was becoming very stressed and nervous. How am I going to pull off this wedding with out a location.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I called a few more places and found some better prices and then stumbled across this hidden gem! I had attended a wedding there once already and knew it was nice. We booked a same day appointment to meet with one of the consultants. We were very impressed and so happy because they were available and local! </div><div style="text-align: center;">What started out as a wedding nightmare turned into a wedding blessing! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now the reason I say that is because before we were basically doing a DIY wedding. I also had a lot of different vendors to deal with. Chairs, Linens, Flatware,Glassware, tenting, Dance floor and a bunch of other things you don't realize you need until you are planning a wedding. At our new venue they offer almost everything. I wont be worried if the dance floor guy arrived on time and if it is setting up correctly or is the chair people brought the exact amount I need.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> The venue has everything !!</div><div style="text-align: center;">YAY!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I can take pictures in peace :) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was in tears trying to figure out what we were going to do and now I feel relief.</div><div style="text-align: center;">This also means our guest list is getting a lot tighter which makes us very sad. We only are able to have so many people inside our venue. We can't exceed a certain amount and I won't be able to get great deals on stuff like cider.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Can you believe a bottle of cider costs $18.00!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes it's true.</div><div style="text-align: center;">How I wish I could just go to Costco and pay $10 for 4 bottles.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Our venue doesn't allow any outside food or drinks. </div><div style="text-align: center;">with the exception of out wedding cake.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">JR would take me for rides on his motorcycle across this bridge.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I LOVE this bridge and was so excited to take our engagement pictures on it!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We hope to go back and have some more pictures taken maybe after our wedding.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Isn't JR so handsome?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">How did I get so lucky?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-76365491752732995952011-07-07T23:27:00.000-07:002011-07-09T13:56:22.329-07:00Wedding, Wedding & More Wedding<div style="text-align: center;">I'm sorry that I haven't been blogging at all!! My life has officially been consumed with this wedding. I can't believe it only 50 days away!! So I've been trying to finish up the invites and it's been very hard. I thankfully had some help on Sunday night. Thank you girls for coming over to help me tie all the ribbons.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> So this path month I have changed the location of the reception and finally had some engagement pictures taken. I have also decided on a date for my bridal shower and have finally started and almost finished the invites :) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">JR and I love them and are so happy with the way everything turned out :) We have tons more and I'll have to upload it soon. Our friend Ty did these for us. We are so lucky to have her as a friend. She truly is amazing .</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you, Ty.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We LOVE you!<br />
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</div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-91643209397517141582011-06-08T11:33:00.000-07:002011-06-08T20:25:42.420-07:00My Beautiful Bridesmaids<div style="text-align: center;">I can't believe how quickly the days are going by.<br />
80 days left</div><div style="text-align: center;"> It's just so crazy! I feel so behind on everything but I'm hoping everything will work itself out. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I finally finished asking all the girls to be my bridesmaids. It was so much fun asking them and I'm so thankful that I have such great friends that are willing to help me on the most important day of my life!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I would like to Introduce everyone to the rest of my Beautiful Bridesmaids.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Cassie</span></u></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijIj4MTluafoG1hKhEb1L_N2OltBnkVDAyobYSkTw2_7e9AmwErWPjcBTjqJ8FhZjaye9fCXisZiLEh4TBFP-gxCqtpn9qjOvLyYcpvuOZYeJ5vGdGbVtShkJTzyqnL1KarB6IlpmSCcQ/s1600/cass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijIj4MTluafoG1hKhEb1L_N2OltBnkVDAyobYSkTw2_7e9AmwErWPjcBTjqJ8FhZjaye9fCXisZiLEh4TBFP-gxCqtpn9qjOvLyYcpvuOZYeJ5vGdGbVtShkJTzyqnL1KarB6IlpmSCcQ/s320/cass.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></u></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">I've known Cassie for years now. We both grew up in the same area and have since escaped ...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just Kidding ;)</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have know her for years now and love the friendship that we have. I have always been able to be myself with her. Jessica, Cassie and I have a great friendship and always have so much fun when we are together. It's so nice to know I have a friend like her to turn to when I need something and have no fear of what she will think of me. She never judges and always listen when needed. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlPEZLEHDrC5mEPm3KpCV0MWP-vRJ-azSHqj9lqGp-Bdgz-tGuWqRCBfIKPYNJlhW4ke45SgyYEnBRSeMSLH2kG9SMutiBLPzxN4vUqzaujJdAW5rdeOikPsWUsIhQUwuQMYhEJ6RcMN0/s1600/AZ2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlPEZLEHDrC5mEPm3KpCV0MWP-vRJ-azSHqj9lqGp-Bdgz-tGuWqRCBfIKPYNJlhW4ke45SgyYEnBRSeMSLH2kG9SMutiBLPzxN4vUqzaujJdAW5rdeOikPsWUsIhQUwuQMYhEJ6RcMN0/s320/AZ2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> AZ during Spring Training</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFP7T0x6QxYC5-O5g16T4R0ssZRAardiN2-UhyYOoKgb7Uz0Hgo_fnbAcSwOa6lAUGctozh_yrjN14N7WxQH8APg8XXyWDHTV5CTYhBZ3HRnZuXA7ECB4uZgsbnjwEq-S0hPViFiwgKaI/s1600/dland.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFP7T0x6QxYC5-O5g16T4R0ssZRAardiN2-UhyYOoKgb7Uz0Hgo_fnbAcSwOa6lAUGctozh_yrjN14N7WxQH8APg8XXyWDHTV5CTYhBZ3HRnZuXA7ECB4uZgsbnjwEq-S0hPViFiwgKaI/s320/dland.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Disneyland for Jessica's Birthday</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMPcLyHlbxvjhL9S8hPJfcGZOIwojjXuQcFc1v4ynX0jKI-8WHresawMzWP1VrpfAf8apffGVLBuXjF93Srh_JX0Llv1Od_65RSIGYQKTWr64XEwl40lFYO_NMP9pIW6fj06yrC8jqlE0/s1600/hockey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMPcLyHlbxvjhL9S8hPJfcGZOIwojjXuQcFc1v4ynX0jKI-8WHresawMzWP1VrpfAf8apffGVLBuXjF93Srh_JX0Llv1Od_65RSIGYQKTWr64XEwl40lFYO_NMP9pIW6fj06yrC8jqlE0/s320/hockey.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> My Birthday at LA Kings game</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiCIrUdq4NX43U_KQDfuWgy3G3CUYeIy1aM-uzvp3WKWEzNpv8okoCJTrziR8zetvEjA41HxoVCaNxDvanC5sk4ws5AEVWf6l4rCQTNZz11XGL8HZ-a9wfcdfHT7cHIB0phYt85DSwpPw/s1600/sandoval.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiCIrUdq4NX43U_KQDfuWgy3G3CUYeIy1aM-uzvp3WKWEzNpv8okoCJTrziR8zetvEjA41HxoVCaNxDvanC5sk4ws5AEVWf6l4rCQTNZz11XGL8HZ-a9wfcdfHT7cHIB0phYt85DSwpPw/s320/sandoval.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">3 of my Bridesmaids at my Football tournament and my cute flower girl in the corner on the iPhone. I love them and check out the shirts Cassie and Jessica made! We are the Angels so they made shirts with angel wings and had my name put on the back too!! I have AMAZING friends!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b><u>Michelle</u></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibvJSrDd7ErHjkdffQzMBaRC7wG30SP9rDkdavCEoqmWTS5c-DuxoO9foWmNYzj9hUAOB-EquT3hI3ZZRi3IrmFQiQrRFCdDot4yrQ0msqAbMCGltu-UEsBSTbBikqzLCahks32RcAv6w/s1600/cha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibvJSrDd7ErHjkdffQzMBaRC7wG30SP9rDkdavCEoqmWTS5c-DuxoO9foWmNYzj9hUAOB-EquT3hI3ZZRi3IrmFQiQrRFCdDot4yrQ0msqAbMCGltu-UEsBSTbBikqzLCahks32RcAv6w/s320/cha.jpg" width="163" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Michelle was one of my first people that I met when I moved out here.She invited me over for a girls night one night and she was one of the first that I told about JR and I. We had been dating for a few months and then we decided to make it official and that night I went to Michelle's and spilled the beans :) Michelle and I currently live together and I'm so excited to have her a part of our wedding party. She has been a great help and loves to talk wedding with me which is a dream come true :) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht4OYHB9EP9a4xpeZ5t6PzbozDPFpmi-KDgC3i70C3z7rN8ad1sORaOcF6lj1VnMp83Hcuhwd6lFMX75O92L1UztSygx9mukFhmu8BFzRH_dMH0QPVoFpCpxPxx4k6x-AmR_nSh21t410/s1600/IMG_2644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht4OYHB9EP9a4xpeZ5t6PzbozDPFpmi-KDgC3i70C3z7rN8ad1sORaOcF6lj1VnMp83Hcuhwd6lFMX75O92L1UztSygx9mukFhmu8BFzRH_dMH0QPVoFpCpxPxx4k6x-AmR_nSh21t410/s320/IMG_2644.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lilian is JR's sister. She is 1 year older then him and they are very close. When JR and I started dating her and her husband invited me over for dinner one night and they were so sweet! I felt so comfortable with them and since then we have become more then friends, we are family. We hang out with them very often and enjoy spending time with them. It's so much fun being around her and she always gives the best advice. I think we have a great friendship and am so thankful for her. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQUHf-VmTbFDE4Qu4_YwviPjtDoeJn-xohKoLtzbt3ZavWCMIpqQBxcmj_lYxyRnQmeovlTHdgh9bAQitnt81P1cXUphnaJ07QPaOyCF6Vokk2zeyxkOfiLNat0C6ftbM9QXnMKGz7U3E/s1600/IMG_2615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQUHf-VmTbFDE4Qu4_YwviPjtDoeJn-xohKoLtzbt3ZavWCMIpqQBxcmj_lYxyRnQmeovlTHdgh9bAQitnt81P1cXUphnaJ07QPaOyCF6Vokk2zeyxkOfiLNat0C6ftbM9QXnMKGz7U3E/s320/IMG_2615.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> On our way from CA to Utah. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoNyssamqhZJ-RoCZ-cQQMeG2pPrhekF0nYJrxROrEe95Rz2GjXDT0nSJrmu9XGU4AvNHfHaaZXc4I86o2Jq5zBFdjCuTYPJzKCf7TQ7rqwmXjVd1uIFWJOyddkwJ904UhMIVUCcJVtAM/s1600/lil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoNyssamqhZJ-RoCZ-cQQMeG2pPrhekF0nYJrxROrEe95Rz2GjXDT0nSJrmu9XGU4AvNHfHaaZXc4I86o2Jq5zBFdjCuTYPJzKCf7TQ7rqwmXjVd1uIFWJOyddkwJ904UhMIVUCcJVtAM/s320/lil.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Making some yummy empanadas</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga8n9_6k2bM9pGgiIK_Ko1dvGP9F9005mG4tjkVdeNyYzrtGNeLpssq0lra-LbzOsC2guc8t7xN4DpACPZi5tFDIMOiJgT2OnIissVv_vQIlfB-y3HtKcLjpWxQfolzIA4PZvasC24k7Y/s1600/lilian+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga8n9_6k2bM9pGgiIK_Ko1dvGP9F9005mG4tjkVdeNyYzrtGNeLpssq0lra-LbzOsC2guc8t7xN4DpACPZi5tFDIMOiJgT2OnIissVv_vQIlfB-y3HtKcLjpWxQfolzIA4PZvasC24k7Y/s320/lilian+2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Derek's B-day Party</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnEZmFVwX_j5-txlofDB5p5a6FJtNHBdagCk2f7rnuOnhqzoLfCHm9MqNrtIhCvBlCDTi-T6Tzwy65EdlmG6xa3SY3dhJKe59vwkNapsIyNExiUfJLeN8ylL4f2XM-IL9PmsChzkRT-bU/s1600/lilian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnEZmFVwX_j5-txlofDB5p5a6FJtNHBdagCk2f7rnuOnhqzoLfCHm9MqNrtIhCvBlCDTi-T6Tzwy65EdlmG6xa3SY3dhJKe59vwkNapsIyNExiUfJLeN8ylL4f2XM-IL9PmsChzkRT-bU/s320/lilian.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In Utah for New Years.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Thank you girls for everything!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> I love you and appreciate all that you do for Jorge & I.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thank you for all the support and always believing in us.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is going to be so much fun!! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Be ready to dance the night away!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b><u><br />
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</div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-81491795965162518592011-05-19T23:09:00.000-07:002011-05-19T23:11:05.839-07:0099 Days Left....<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;">It’s true. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;">I have left the triple digits and entered the double digits.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;">In exactly</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;">99 days I will be marrying the man of my dreams.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">I’m so excited but at the same time I keep thinking about all the things that still need to be done! Eeekkk!</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">I've</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 115%;"> had people asking about my dad lately. I would first like to say thank you to everyone. Thank you for all the prayers, concerns and good thoughts. It means so much to me and to my family.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 115%;"></span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">Well a month and a half ago my dad had an appointment with UCLA. My sister and I both went to the appointment with him since it was an all day type of appointment. We met with different doctors and social workers t o explain the entire Kidney transplant/donor list . Everything has pretty much gone as expected. His kidney function has gone down enough to be officially added to the transplant list. UCLA was really great. They were so nice to us that day and for that I am so thankful. Since both my sister and I were with him they made sure to speak to all of us. They asked about our life and if we had any kids or if we were married. The last doctor we met with was <span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black;">the medical director for the Kidney Transplant Program</span></span>. He was very nice and while he was speaking to us he asked if we had any possible donors in mind. I raise my hand a bit and let him know that I would like to donate. He then asks me about my health and my age. The best part was that he looked at me and told me that I’m skinny and that I look fit & healthy. I’m not going to lie, It made me feel good :) Who doesn’t want to be told that, RIGHT!?!?! Well anyways, he then starts to ask me some questions like if I have any children. I tell him I don’t and my sister and dad explain to him that I’m engaged and plan on getting married sometime this year. After a few more questions and overlooking our family health history he advises me that I shouldn’t donate. Our family history with Lupus is not so great. My sister was diagnosed a few years ago and we believe others in the family may also have the disease. Although I don’t show and signs of Lupus now, he said that I am still young and my health can change. He also briefly explained that I may also encounter problems with conceiving in the future </span><span style="color: black; line-height: 115%;">and other risks</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; line-height: 115%;">. That part was scary. He wants me to pull back and for us to look for other possible donors. I really respected him for telling me all of this because I’m not his patient. My father, the man who needs a kidney is his patient but yet he still made sure I knew the risks that are involved and told me no and that I can’t donate right now. Now for me this was hard. I felt like I was letting everyone down. I wanted this to be quick and fast for my dad. I don’t want him to have to go through dialysis or anything. My dad cried when the Dr. left the room. He told me how thankful he was that I was willing to do that for him. My dad from the beginning was scared for me. He didn’t want this to cause any future health problems for me and after the doctor looked at our family health history and shared his opinion he knew it was better that I don’t donate. I was thankful that my family was very okay with it. I really did feel like I was letting everyone down. When I started driving home I called JR and cried. It was a hard day for me but at the same time I knew that I needed to take care of myself too. I started thinking about how it’s not just my decision. I have a wonderful Fiancé who loves me so much. We will be one soon and we need to make sure we make these big decisions together. I’m just so happy that he always supports me :) In the end the doctors told us that my dad is on the list so that is really great news. He is doing well and just 2 weeks ago he flew back home to Bolivia & he is happy to be home with my mom. The doctors say that my dad has time. The rate that his kidneys are going should be fine for about a year. Thank goodness he doesn’t need to be put on dialysis right now. I know things will work out EXACTLY the way they are meant to work out. I have such faith that the Lord will take care of everything. My family is Eternal. I will be </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">with them forever! 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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Not just wedding ideas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.thesweetestoccasion.com/">http://www.thesweetestoccasion.com/</a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Eco friendly wedding ideas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.theweddingwarriors.com/">http://www.theweddingwarriors.com</a> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Included in my blog list folder but don't always check as often</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><a href="http://theknottybride.com/">http://theknottybride.com/</a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.marryyoume.com/search?updated-max=2011-03-30T06%3A00%3A00-07%3A00&max-results=6">http://www.marryyoume.com/</a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-24783499577443092652011-05-08T18:08:00.000-07:002011-05-08T18:11:07.102-07:00Drum Roll Please.......<div style="text-align: center;">Saturday</div><div style="text-align: center;"> August 27th,</div><div style="text-align: center;">2011.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">We originally wanted November 5th,2011. Then just 2 weeks ago we decided to change the date. This means I really need to get started! I thought I was on track and had plenty of time when we had the November date but now I'm behind. EEK! The wedding is in about 4 months!! </div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm excited! I'm not extremely stressed or anything just nervous. We are starting to figure everything out and having to make final decisions. Putting together our guest list and looking for invitations because they will need to be sent out soon. The best thing about finally having a date set is knowing that my mom is coming! She said that she is going to come in July to help me with the last of the wedding details. She will finally get to see my ring and be with me when I pick up my dress for my final fitting :) It's going to be great!! I can't wait to become JR's wife.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc-bYqhbwNJNIYkVcODy2OE1JUQrmESIiYom3hN6NqxYRYnRI-iMCIy9yHunSCscdSnND2Z9KgQ1KVcRXiO1V3Sn45ZcsRYtSLYHuFCp3DAslV8vDgg24Y8ljV8_xETTEZOeM4yiMIWq0/s1600/pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc-bYqhbwNJNIYkVcODy2OE1JUQrmESIiYom3hN6NqxYRYnRI-iMCIy9yHunSCscdSnND2Z9KgQ1KVcRXiO1V3Sn45ZcsRYtSLYHuFCp3DAslV8vDgg24Y8ljV8_xETTEZOeM4yiMIWq0/s320/pic.jpg" width="230" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They make such a beautiful couple. It was so cool to be able to watch a real Royal Wedding. I shed a few tears during the ceremony because I am such a SAP!! I'm a big fan of LOVE. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhykkkdi6IO7mLQv8K8a2FJ3ejqiH8Z3PzN-odHrZr92qsr2Hiv4jy3zIAupavHSWGzFlGaAoJv1xXKLqFkOOfy2WkXBB5g0_wSReP0TVTSzKWGZZ68kViYVgiyYvn7OAiPnpS2H375zl0/s1600/will+and+kate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="232" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhykkkdi6IO7mLQv8K8a2FJ3ejqiH8Z3PzN-odHrZr92qsr2Hiv4jy3zIAupavHSWGzFlGaAoJv1xXKLqFkOOfy2WkXBB5g0_wSReP0TVTSzKWGZZ68kViYVgiyYvn7OAiPnpS2H375zl0/s320/will+and+kate.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">BUDGET!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I wish we had a Royal budget that way we could rent out the biggest venue we could find and hire the best caterers in town to feed our 500 guests!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Okay so we don't have 500 guests but I will admit making a wedding guest list has been the hardest part of all this wedding planning. How do you narrow it down?? How do you get your fiancé to start working on his side of the list?? We wanted to have a very small reception with 50 guests but that didn't work out so well so we have bumped it to 100 . I wish we could invite everyone but we really just can't. We do hope that people will understand that will be having only family and very close friends in attendance.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">WORKING OUT !!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I need to start working out but I don't since I'm so lazy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Whats wrong with me!!! I'm not super worried about losing weight or anything but I wish I could just fall asleep and wake up toned. Wouldn't that just be amazing! I'd have the nicest stomach, arms and legs EVER.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I've been telling myself I would start running since I live so close to the rose bowl but I hate running. I'd rather play some type of sport. I miss football. I miss having practice 3 times a week for about 2 hours or longer. I think I'm not motivated enough . I need a work out buddy. I you are reading this and happen to need a work out buddy week day nights or mornings please contact me! I need motivation so I can be hott on my wedding day :) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I've been thinking about how I plan on doing my hair. For years people have always complemented me on my hair. I love my hair and have been growing it out for the wedding. It's pretty long now so I've been trying to figure out what would look good. I'd love to have my hair down but I always have my hair down so I thought that for a change maybe I can do something different and have an up-do. What do you think?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here are some ideas I have had.</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-51020969014578567512011-04-28T19:19:00.000-07:002011-04-28T19:25:23.589-07:00I finally got the ball rolling :)<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The past 3 days have been filled with wedding planning. I feel like the ball is finally rolling. I stopped being lazy and started to work on things. I figured out my colors and they are SET! No going back :) </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> what do you think?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDrCMQjUDU8qtBGqWEr7Uou2KE5HP2zKE-B2HScg0bIKTJoGXWE3SdecQv8Elb2zRyWg30UBlk7_1TgT3LqvTDjzJ1SvxvHmlnRF45UQdXmfbFSJaoQQu_F20x3Ee9svg2iroheGpoNjI/s1600/Blue_and_Grey_wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="66" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDrCMQjUDU8qtBGqWEr7Uou2KE5HP2zKE-B2HScg0bIKTJoGXWE3SdecQv8Elb2zRyWg30UBlk7_1TgT3LqvTDjzJ1SvxvHmlnRF45UQdXmfbFSJaoQQu_F20x3Ee9svg2iroheGpoNjI/s200/Blue_and_Grey_wedding.jpg" width="200" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We are still looking for a photographer so if you know of any in the LA area </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">that are maybe familiar with LDS weddings and not expensive I would super appreciate it.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Oh</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We still need invitations too. So if you know of any cool website with great prices that would be AMAZING!!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We have a budget that we have to stick. Sometimes I wish we didn't but we do.If only we were Royal ;)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm excited to get to take engagement pictures. I have this idea and vision in my head that I HAVE to do. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I've been trying to decide on what to wear. I"d love to wear a cute dress in one and possibly </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">something a little more casual in another. I also REALLY want to take a picture on the Pasadena bridge. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's so pretty and Pasadena really is home to both of us! We met in this beautiful city and it truly has been a huge part of our relationship!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> So much going on inside my head and I'm so excited to start making everything final.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hopefully soon we will have a date to finally announce.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have a feeling it will be REALLY, REALLY soon ;)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Meet Jessica. My best friend. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We met in high school. We have been best friends for years. </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I stopped by her work for lunch and to ask her a VERY important question. </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">The moment I pulled up and I saw him standing there, I cried. I rushed up to him to hold and kiss him. I couldn't believe how lucky and blessed he was and how lucky and blessed I was. I can't imagine not having him here with me. At that moment I never wanted to let him go again. I hear about motorcycle accidents all the time. At least 2 times a week while watching the news in the morning as I get ready for work. I've always made sure to tell JR I love him before he leaves and give him a kiss. I've had nightmares of accidents and still inside a part of me thought it will never happen. He walked away from all of this :) He is okay. He is banged up but okay. That night while I prayed, I cried. I was so thankful that God protected him. I thanked him for all that he has given me. I thanked him for JR. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisc9kYy3WBLCeh9TYWuSRONPGFQg5871xIsZTbKx310byKRHWubAzWNPm0_N-0awq5XAZ4CvZYEu1FJqjn3gh-ampImIPt13PCIkDL2Gycp9Yx1xfdbdYKGYYXRV2lWiRcTFejefrBf_k/s1600/IMG_4137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisc9kYy3WBLCeh9TYWuSRONPGFQg5871xIsZTbKx310byKRHWubAzWNPm0_N-0awq5XAZ4CvZYEu1FJqjn3gh-ampImIPt13PCIkDL2Gycp9Yx1xfdbdYKGYYXRV2lWiRcTFejefrBf_k/s320/IMG_4137.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">The day after I made sure he came over so I could take care of him. I let him choose whatever he wanted to eat. He decided on In-N-Out. That night when he really wanted Diet Coke and I didn't have any, I went out to get some. I was more then happy to do it. I was just so glad to have him here with me. </div><div style="text-align: center;">For those of you who know Jorge and might be worried, he is fine. He is banged up pretty bad in some areas like his poor legs (they have road rash). His arms and ribs hurt from the fall but he is okay :) My Handsome man is okay!! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Yesterday we went to Lancaster to visit my family. My cute little niece Lou Lou was going to be preforming at the California Poppy Festival. She is 2 years old and loves her dance class. She was so cute! JR has known Lou Lou since she was born. This is them at her blessing. As you can see they go way back ;)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"> I'm so glad and thankful everyday for my loved ones. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm thankful for my handsome man.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">JR,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm glad you're okay </div><div style="text-align: center;">I love you.</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Di</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-68639303935822124222011-04-12T01:09:00.000-07:002011-04-12T18:18:11.542-07:00Mom<div style="text-align: center;">I've had people come up to me lately telling me they read my blog.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I didn't think anyone was reading it since I hadn't been receiving many comments but I guess you are out there. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It made me happy to know people are reading and enjoying.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I started this blog so my mother, Jazmin, could be updated and a part of my wedding planning. I know it must be hard for her to be so far away during this important time of my life.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is my mother.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNhXMkTumEfVAmpA4pEnIwmjfJufH0h02xvKqnYjyw_FXOK9FT0g2zEJHx7bK6EweIaW2_ohLfiQhhe-k6s13mYCOfGsvJkeDEUkxeyJdsqlSIhTLlSw-N5Vi9X_b6FI_tdysdA5AG_Ko/s1600/DSC01202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNhXMkTumEfVAmpA4pEnIwmjfJufH0h02xvKqnYjyw_FXOK9FT0g2zEJHx7bK6EweIaW2_ohLfiQhhe-k6s13mYCOfGsvJkeDEUkxeyJdsqlSIhTLlSw-N5Vi9X_b6FI_tdysdA5AG_Ko/s320/DSC01202.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My mother is my #1 Fan. I'm not exaggerating in any way. This cute woman made sure to go to all of my games, recitals, award ceremonies and school plays. If it were a sporting event she would be yelling and cheering me and my siblings on. I laugh every time I think about the way she would cheer so loudly at our games. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbA9x6jzIf93ldT3gv2scuRYC6vBAhxifQ_YGxZlrRJxtR3MNq5-rY6dqbNmHpylIQOu5apVY6d-KWfgmwNlNMk5aDMzHcDpKwR8bdWlVpkttrhMjpVHrTrhHcLjjbO_KcTgzTQxB0dpM/s1600/DSC03627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbA9x6jzIf93ldT3gv2scuRYC6vBAhxifQ_YGxZlrRJxtR3MNq5-rY6dqbNmHpylIQOu5apVY6d-KWfgmwNlNMk5aDMzHcDpKwR8bdWlVpkttrhMjpVHrTrhHcLjjbO_KcTgzTQxB0dpM/s320/DSC03627.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A few years ago my parents moved back to South America. They currently live in Cochabamba, Bolivia and they love it!! They get to see all their family and friends again. At first it was <u>REALLY</u> hard for me to deal with the fact they were gone. Just ask JR, I would just start crying out of the blue because I missed them so much. As time has gone by I've been able to handle it a lot better. During the holidays is when I miss them the most.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ6LBaUdl11i1nzZUjP8iTqhnbNXrTk7MnAImH4u4G8Emg_mGNxnE4OQC4Eil96eC0q7GCvl9VZdx46y3Q7bfp3oAKts0kirkUyJxhHy2rtcKc8RTqRlUdg69E4Jg5avkbv-2ZKHbvdmI/s1600/P1010296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ6LBaUdl11i1nzZUjP8iTqhnbNXrTk7MnAImH4u4G8Emg_mGNxnE4OQC4Eil96eC0q7GCvl9VZdx46y3Q7bfp3oAKts0kirkUyJxhHy2rtcKc8RTqRlUdg69E4Jg5avkbv-2ZKHbvdmI/s320/P1010296.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Last May my parents came down to visit us kids and the grandchildren. The night before they left JR had the "talk" with my dad. He was asking for my hand in marriage. I love the fact that he did. Even though he wasn't going to be doing it right away, he knew this was going to be his chance to get to ask my father face to face. I had no clue he was going to ask for my hand in marriage. I thought he was going to tell him not to worry so much about me and that he loved me very much and that he will make sure to watch over me while they are gone.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> While all this was happening I was upstairs with my mom and sister. We were packing the rest of the luggage. My dad walks upstairs by himself, JR stayed downstairs to finish watching the laker game. He starts looking at me with this big smile on his face and he is about to start crying. I'm like, it's going to be okay, we will see each other really soon! You see, Every time they leave we all cry like crazy!! We hate saying goodbye to each other. Well I thought this is what was about to take place. He is going to start the good byes. I was wrong!!! He blurts out that JR just asked him for my hand in marriage!!! My mom starts freaking out and my sister is like, WHAT!!! I of course have the biggest smile on my face. I'm so excited! My dad starts crying and gives me a hug. My mom then starts with the water works and then it's over. The 4 of us are upstairs crying because JR asked for my hand in marriage. My dad starts telling us about how he did it and what he said. He was super impressed because JR did it in Spanish :) Well, then my mom turns to me and asked, when's the date?? I look at her and explain to her that I'm not engaged and that we don't have a date. I then explain to them that I don't think I'm supposed to know that he asked for my hand. I explain to my mother again about how it's a secret. How we don't have a date yet since i'm not engaged. Fast forward to the next morning.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> I wake up to a phone call from my brother.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Chris : "Congrats!!! I heard you and JR got engaged last night! That's awesome!"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Di: WHAT!!!! Who told you that?? We aren't engaged!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> I explain to him what happened and he starts laughing and tells me that Mom told him :)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmYxFbtkZZ4mH2NyAqqTN7MUDMzrw4LUJGwarXF2b6Gsqrnz60z3nVMuqACGPbIq8_i7XhAxoZgo2AKCqwypZxNZgZgznnFiDr7fMRFoFWthJAvvCs2ERkFlCvbLnynCLFfYYWmgueOto/s1600/DSC01873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmYxFbtkZZ4mH2NyAqqTN7MUDMzrw4LUJGwarXF2b6Gsqrnz60z3nVMuqACGPbIq8_i7XhAxoZgo2AKCqwypZxNZgZgznnFiDr7fMRFoFWthJAvvCs2ERkFlCvbLnynCLFfYYWmgueOto/s320/DSC01873.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">My mom was one of the first that I called when I got engaged. She started yelling and cheering for me on the phone and all I could do was cry. I wished that she could be here to kiss and hug me. I also wanted her to do this little clap thing that she does. It's really cute :) I didn't get the hug and kiss I wanted but she did tell me how happy and how proud of me she was. She told me that I deserve this, that I deserve to be happy and that she couldn't imagine me with anyone else. She carries this picture of JR and I in her purse and shows it off to everyone. It was nice to hear her approval over the phone about the man I had chosen to marry.I look back and I'm so thankful that my dad spilled the beans that night. I was able to see my mom's reaction to the "engagement" news and get a big hug and kiss from her that night. </div><div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">She was just happy that she could <b><i><u>finally</u></i></b> tell everyone that I was engaged. I was happy for that exact same reason.</div><div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">I'm engaged....FINALLY :) </div><br />
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</div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-86117165225853638372011-04-09T00:06:00.000-07:002011-04-09T09:25:12.959-07:00It's really happening!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Last week I received an e-mail from Macy's inviting us join them for a wedding registry event for tonight. It started at 6:30pm and when we arrived they handed JR a scan gun & I grabbed some paperwork. We entered a couple contest's while we were there. It was a really niceevent. They had some very tasty <span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"> hors d'oeuvres and sparkling cider for us. We scanned and sipped the night away. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"></span></span> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi10LT78aekK0AbzBt9W9wmCLHgSWxnR8xL1yXYfPbIXONOKGR64xaUGlfiW3CsKZU52-rKqiCYE_kXceGcXc5wqKdTYxhrMMAUSUrRfiMPhQdF2SwMszwhGFWcuZCPDHf_a3c7tu4QJS4/s1600/macys-bridal-rebate-event.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi10LT78aekK0AbzBt9W9wmCLHgSWxnR8xL1yXYfPbIXONOKGR64xaUGlfiW3CsKZU52-rKqiCYE_kXceGcXc5wqKdTYxhrMMAUSUrRfiMPhQdF2SwMszwhGFWcuZCPDHf_a3c7tu4QJS4/s1600/macys-bridal-rebate-event.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was so much fun to be able to walk around the store and see all of the cool stuff they had. One of my favorite parts of registering was being able to choose things with JR. Things that <u>WE</u> will be using in <u>OUR</u> home :) It's nice to be able to see what we like and what we don't like and then make a decision together. We only added a few things to our registry for now and we plan on doing more online and then going back to Macy's when it's not as busy. While we were leaving they gave us a tote bag with presents!!! Our first wedding gift!</span></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I'd like you to meet my Daddy :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-slfEtA7mn3Av4Lh_AvSbbXDNAPV_a5r5-eN4D4pj_4zrI2ktcqEvlAY3qVr5xniBtNU_O-wLOYV6JeQZ0wK7zpoZ-G0G06tGRydYx8MECENDEWDF8JUnttONYyfO2K_PWf9cbjIsEXg/s1600/DSC01532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-slfEtA7mn3Av4Lh_AvSbbXDNAPV_a5r5-eN4D4pj_4zrI2ktcqEvlAY3qVr5xniBtNU_O-wLOYV6JeQZ0wK7zpoZ-G0G06tGRydYx8MECENDEWDF8JUnttONYyfO2K_PWf9cbjIsEXg/s320/DSC01532.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This man right here is my HERO, he is my life. The one man who has always been there for me. He has always told me he loves me and how special I am. He is such a hard worker, always puts God and his family first. I am so blessed to have such a wonderful father. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love him very much.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My father was diagnosed with Lupus about 17 years ago. He has since had his complications with this illness. Sadly, at the moment no cure exists. Although, I pray that someday VERY soon he might be blessed with one. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My daddy's kidneys are not doing very well. Last year we sat down and spoke about the possibility of a transplant. We had an appointment with this man right here and his wonderful staff.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRm0KWrwgfYIV2oF8kg_xOOf8Wi-SX4qDlfVd7fNvqOrjuXekpNNV79Fb0IAKGWNw_tG5JyL0biD2sKQ5e_U1CXl83qv6wwTOTdWrncZFgC9fPIyJCzrdB-luB_np12MRR7dkIDDH1myo/s1600/P1010350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRm0KWrwgfYIV2oF8kg_xOOf8Wi-SX4qDlfVd7fNvqOrjuXekpNNV79Fb0IAKGWNw_tG5JyL0biD2sKQ5e_U1CXl83qv6wwTOTdWrncZFgC9fPIyJCzrdB-luB_np12MRR7dkIDDH1myo/s320/P1010350.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Dr.Tuso is the family angel =)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This man diagnosed my father and saved his life numerous times over the years. While we were meeting with our family angel, he informed us of the the status of my dad's kidneys. During a special appointment with him and his great staff they explained the process of the transplant. He would need to be added to the transplant list. A work up needs to be done in order to be added to the list. After he is placed on the list he will have to wait for a kidney which can take 6-7 years. During those 6-7 years he will most likely need to be placed on dialysis. JR currently works at a dialysis center and he has told me about some of the patients. It breaks my heart to think that he might have to do this for that long. They asked if any of us are willing to donate that way he isn't just waiting for years. We are all willing to donate but not all of us can for different reason that are completely understandable. In order to donate we need to make sure we are healthy and have no other complications.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJ4byevSITZfMXdBfTxLcMHrTGwot08dm1jrw5RNrq1K8EAKZL_nLC43TgExlYd5plPANjVi8Xo0tWY5SCn9HX98MAQ1KmQCRyEljOiGL8Wk1XDqT13rdshfWx2xNTG8VMcT_2emvVD4/s1600/DSC04336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJ4byevSITZfMXdBfTxLcMHrTGwot08dm1jrw5RNrq1K8EAKZL_nLC43TgExlYd5plPANjVi8Xo0tWY5SCn9HX98MAQ1KmQCRyEljOiGL8Wk1XDqT13rdshfWx2xNTG8VMcT_2emvVD4/s320/DSC04336.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My dad has finished his work up to be added to the list. I have had some blood work done last year and they checked to make sure I had 2 kidneys. Guess what ?!?! I DO!! Everything has been rolling along pretty well. We have now been referred to UCLA medical center. This is the hospital that we decided on as a family. He has an important doctors appointment coming up with UCLA in a few weeks and we have decided to wait and see what the results will be. If his kidney function has diminished by a lot then we will need to proceed with the next step which is transplant. I will need to go into UCLA and have numerous tests done. From the limited test I had done last year and with my blood type it looks like I'm a match. We still don't know for sure if everything is a match but I was told that if the rest doesn't match with the beauty of science it should still work out. JR and I decided that we will wait and see what the doctors say. If he needs a transplant right away then he needs it right away and the wedding will need to wait. I want to make sure I can dance and have a good time at my wedding and I also want to make sure my dad is going to be able to do the same. If the doctors say that he should be okay for another year or two then we will get to set a date and start booking everything. My father has been through kidney failure before and we have prayed and fasted that they would start functioning again and they have. We have faith that whatever happens is meant to happen. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-33205041599908347102011-03-29T23:02:00.000-07:002011-03-31T00:24:06.268-07:00Happy Birthday Handsome!!!<div style="text-align: center;">It was JR's birthday on Friday, March 25th. I'm so happy this handsome man was born :) He had 3 days worth of birthday celebrations this year!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXtSSd5ZddYdiySEnQEvDTVex7gjnNrOwo9W-aNQN95VWi8H1rpfrxcpvTK1FSK8Vre0_WYQu4zIztZYPR7FQ0SQLzAUtS5tjogmQJxhyphenhyphenPOY1YEs-ujbzc7vTCaBCz7w6Ky9UQfQCjdfc/s1600/DSC00164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXtSSd5ZddYdiySEnQEvDTVex7gjnNrOwo9W-aNQN95VWi8H1rpfrxcpvTK1FSK8Vre0_WYQu4zIztZYPR7FQ0SQLzAUtS5tjogmQJxhyphenhyphenPOY1YEs-ujbzc7vTCaBCz7w6Ky9UQfQCjdfc/s320/DSC00164.JPG" width="180" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jorge had to work on his birthday this year so after work we grabbed a quick lunch and some Jamba juice. His first birthday gift was from me and his best friend, Derek. JR was going to the staples center to watch the LA Lakers vs. LA Clippers! How awesome is that! The Lakers won but sadly they didn't get any tacos that night. The boys had lots of fun and I think that it was nice that he was able to have a guys night for his last single birthday. So since I wasn't able to really be with him on the day of his actual birthday, I had him all day Saturday!! I started it off buy giving him the rest of his presents.</div><div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The next day of his 3 day celebration was Sunday. We went to church in the morning and afterwards we headed over to his Sisters house to have dinner with his family and our good friend, Natalia. Natalia bought JR a Mint'n'Chip ice cream cake.One of his favorites!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSf0F9mhm_Rea6Lj5-k06m5hkHS64k6Jmpu5sGw6apowQ3zCKIVZaM471iCa_G_zsUEqaw7tuOwYADIrD4xyg_R3jbx0O-_mD5JvdCwQNpZxDpexcfLRX_vetwFA1euUQSKwcEDfQWzeA/s1600/IMG_0214.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSf0F9mhm_Rea6Lj5-k06m5hkHS64k6Jmpu5sGw6apowQ3zCKIVZaM471iCa_G_zsUEqaw7tuOwYADIrD4xyg_R3jbx0O-_mD5JvdCwQNpZxDpexcfLRX_vetwFA1euUQSKwcEDfQWzeA/s320/IMG_0214.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I just need to express how lucky I am to have such a wonderful man in my life. While I was writing his birthday card this year I cried. I'm such a baby!! I know it's his birthday but I can't stop thinking about how I'm the one who received the best gift this day 29 years ago. I get to have HIM and not just for a little bit but soon I'll have him for all of eternity!! How lucky am I! He is so good to me it's crazy. I think about everything I have ever wanted in husband and he has every single quality and more.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Jorge,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thank you for loving me so much. Thank you for always making me feel beautiful everyday by telling me. I can't imagine my life without you and I don't want to. I can't wait for the day that we get to be sealed for time and all eternity. I know you will be an amazing husband and father.Thank you for being you. I love you mucho!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div></div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-89933221061422605832011-03-24T23:24:00.000-07:002011-03-24T23:24:21.949-07:00I entered a contest and I won!Can you believe it!?!?! Thank you Amorology Weddings :) I'm so excited that I actually won something!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> I don't know if anyone has been to the sephora in Pasadena but they are AMAZING!! The night JR proposed to me I was a mess. I couldn't stop crying. As you can see in the pictures my face is red and I have tears (happy tears) falling down my face. When I spoke to my dad on the phone to tell him the great news, I heard him start crying. I started crying all over again after I had finally calmed down a bit. Just seeing the man I love down on one knee asking ME to marry him was just AMAZING!! After the phone calls we decided to go to dinner in Pasadena. JR and I were in the car and I was complaining about my make up. It was all messed up and I knew I wanted to take a few pictures. I just didn't want my face to look like it did at the moment :( I decided to make a quick stop inside sephora since it was right there. I walked in grabbed make up I had heard about and asked someone if they could do a quick color match for me. The girl started telling me about this other make up line and how great it was. I would have loved to listen to her had I not been in a hurry. I explained to her that I had just got engaged and was crying ( of happiness) and needed to fix my make up quickly. She looked at my hand and told me my ring was BEAUTIFUL,smiled and sat me down. She grabbed another co worker and quickly explained the situation. They retouched all my make up and fixed my mascara in about 5 minutes. They were so sweet! They were my Fairy God mothers for the night :) I've been wanting to go back but just haven't had the chance. I'm also planning on writing the company and let them know about how happy I was with my Fairy God Mothers :) </div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-78483145287568304502011-03-23T15:49:00.000-07:002011-03-23T18:33:18.772-07:00The Dress<div style="text-align: left;">Warning... This is a very LONG post.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"> I went to try on wedding dresses yesterday with my father and sister. We went to just take a look. I had the idea of having my wedding dress made. My roommate had her dress made and it came out BEAUTIFUL! It fit her body perfectly. She was very happy with the way it came out and the price was great too.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"> So my dress shopping experience wasn't the way I always thought it would be. Maybe I've been watching to much Say Yes to the Dress or something. I had an appointment for 11am in Northridge. I showed up just a little bit before just in case I needed to fill anything out and to browse the store a bit. The store didn't open until 11am so I stood outside the store with 3 other brides. 1 of the brides didn't have an appointment and the other bride did. They opened the store around 11:05am. The bride that didn't have an appointment walked inside the store before me and she told the lady in the front that she did not have an appointment and that she wanted to try some dresses on. The lady had her fill out paper work and then told me to do the same. She didn't ask me if I had an appointment or anything. The other bride who had an appointment had been taken into the back already and now the girl without an appointment was being taken into the back while I just sat in the front. I'm getting annoyed. Another lady approached me and asked me what I needed. I told her that I finished filling out the paperwork and that I had an appt at 11:00am. She hands me a magazine and tells me to choose dresses that I like. I explain to her that I already have pictures and style numbers for the dresses I liked. I pulled them from their website. She looks at a sheet of paper and tells me that my appointment today is with Barbra. The store called me the day before to confirm my appointment and left a message telling me I had an appointment with Barbra. The lady then gets on the phone and I over hear her saying that she is the manager. When she got off the phone she complains to me about whoever she was on the phone her. I ask her if the first lady who was up here happened to be Barbra because if it is she is helping someone else (the non appointment Bride) try on dresses. I pointed out who I was talking about and she confirms that yes, that is Barbra. So basically Barbra is helping a walk in with dresses not the Bride who scheduled an appointment with her over a week ago. I'm getting even more annoyed. The manager is now trying to figure out what to do. She sends another worker to check on Barbra and see what she is doing. She explains that Barbra is helping a bride find a dress. They go back in forth for a minute and I'm annoyed now so I jump in and explain that I'm supposed to have an appointment at 11am with Barbra. The worker finally leaves and comes back and starts walking me to the back. I try to ask her whats going on and she seems like she is now getting upset with me for asking questions. She is also trying to hurry me up, which I didn't like.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"> She tells me to put on a corset and walks away. I wasn't sure if I'm supposed to get undressed at this point or just put on this corset. I had to ask her if I should take my pants off ? I had no clue what was going on. I didn't know if she was going to walk around the store with me or what! She finally comes back with a few dresses that I had showed her. I'm also trying to explain to her that I need sleeves. That I'm a LDS bride. She just doesn't get it. I explain that I need to be covered up and she tells me that they can't do that. I explained that I would get alterations somewhere else if needed but that if she has anything with straps or sleeves that I would like to try it on. She seemed like she was getting annoyed with me and made me feel like I was being too demanding, I tried to explain again that the reason is because I need to be modest and it would be easier to build sleeves on a dress that already has straps of some sort. She brings me strapless dresses and I try some on. They were beautiful! They really were but I knew that it's not the way the dress was going to look like in the end. I had to try to imagine how it would look like after I get it fixed. Some of them would be hard to fix and others would just look like a completely different dress.After a few No's I was in the dressing room with her and she seemed to be annoyed with why I said No to the dresses. She then made a comment about how I'm not going to find a dress here because they are all going to be like the other dresses. I was offended by it because the tone and look on her face almost made me feel like she was telling me that I'm wasting her time. I asked her if she would please bring me the two dresses that I had pictures of that had sleeves. She seemed like she didn't really want to bring them. Almost like it was a waste of time but I insisted. She explained that one of the dresses was only for plus size brides so she wouldn't be able to bring that one but that she will get the other one.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"> When I put the dress I requested on, I loved it :) So now I'm torn between two dresses. I tried them both on and she started being nicer when I gave her credit for finding the dresses even though I'm the one who found it and insisted she bring it. I felt that I needed to make her feel good so that I could get the help I wanted. I just wanted it to be a good experience especially since my father was here for it. I asked for the pricing on the two dresses and it was about a $1000 difference. I noticed that the less expensive dress (#2) would also need the least amount of alterations and I would be able to wear it inside the temple. The 1st dress would need to have more alterations and that it would also ultimately change the complete look of the dress. It was more of a dramatic dress. I was scared that in 10 years I would look back and say " WHAT WAS I THINKING!!!". Almost like the puffy sleeve dresses I've seen. So with the decision made I asked her again on the price and she explain that because of the sale that was extended for today only it was $50 off. Keep in mind that I had received an e-mail that morning that said it was extended for another week. She tells me that this dress might be discontinued and that she would double check. She comes back saying that it's not being discontinued and that it was actually $100 off of the sale tag but that the sales ends today!! She made sure I knew that they received an e-mail that morning saying that the sale was going to end that day.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Before I made my final decision I had a few more questions. It took a while for me to get the chance to ask her since she started helping 2 other brides. So she is now dressing a total of 3 different brides.I'm confused about the appointment situation. I don't understand how I get time taken away from my consultation for other people who didn't even make appointments. I made an appointment over a week ago. All I wanted was one hour with a dress consultant. She finally makes her way over and I get to ask her my questions. What if I change my mind? How long do I have to cancel the order and what fee's would I have to pay? She said that I can cancel at any time. The dress comes in 2 different colors and I was torn between the two. She said that I could order it in one color and if I decided I want the other color instead that I could just order the other and return the one that came. She explained that I would have no fee's and that if I just decided that I want another dress that it would be no problem! I told her that I wanted the dress. I was really excited and made my way to the front to get rung up by the manager. She starts ringing me up and I sign and then she hands me the receipt after the transaction is over and says okay this is a final sale. I look at her and ask her why? I explained that I had asked the consultant about this and she said that I could change my mind and exchange it if needed. She looks at me like I'm crazy and asked me if I was having doubts about the dress. I explained that yes I was. I was torn between two dresses and that I wasn't sure which color to choose. She told me thats not possible and then proceeded to tell me that the consultant was wrong and that basically there is nothing she could do about it. I told her that if that were the case she should have informed me before the transaction was finished that this was a final sale. She then told me that this dress is final sale because it's being discontinued. I told her that the consultant told me it wasn't being discontinued. I'm starting to get upset because no one in the store know what they are doing or talking about!!! She finally says that it's okay. That if I needed to she would exchange the dress in case I change my mind later. I had her write it on the receipt.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"> When I got into the car I decided to call the bridal store in Monrovia. I wanted to double check on the price and the sale. I felt like I they were trying to trick me and that they had been lying to me. While on the phone they explained me that the price was correct but that the sale would not be over for another week. That they were also e-mailed in the morning with the extension. I was so upset with them. They had been lying to me so they could make a sale. I just didn't want to deal with it anymore. If I were to walk back into that store I would have gone off. In the end I was happy with the dress. I felt good about it after I got home and show my roommate. Don't get me wrong though. I will be e-mailing Davids Bridal and letting them know how awful my experience was at the location. While on the phone with the Monrovia store I noticed the difference in costumer service. They were so nice and helpful on the phone.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Now I wish I could put up some pictures but I'm afraid Jorge might take a look and see it. I will post some of a two dresses I ended up not getting.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In the end I'm happy and excited for my wedding dress. I'm so happy I found it and I can't wait!!</div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-60486974977091712912011-02-22T11:22:00.000-08:002011-03-26T08:55:52.507-07:00The Proposal<div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">It all started that afternoon. We had made plans to have dinner with his sister's family that day. We spoke about it earlier in the week and he said we would be meeting them around 7ish. That day I just hung out at my house with my roommates. He came by and we all watched a movie. JR said that we were going to be going to dinner earlier. It was around 5:30 when he got up from the couch and we started grabbing our coats and his camera he asked me if it would be okay if we stopped by a few places to take some pictures. He explained how it’s for something he was getting together for me for Valentine’s Day. This is when I thought that maybe he was going to do it . =) We left the house to the first place. I was trying to figure out where we were going and then we made a right on a little street and I figured it out! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho51NKce8faa3EeM56F1RtmZ317rodITJW9PBvExXh358X4_wRhlnREAlLT5lAabze5ePVeNxfTZV3b7caUs_YqIyyIfX5NRzI9DmGcz0SwbbvvEImwRx-3TONM0B1nA2AHDG1fyg7clI/s1600/IMG_0834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho51NKce8faa3EeM56F1RtmZ317rodITJW9PBvExXh358X4_wRhlnREAlLT5lAabze5ePVeNxfTZV3b7caUs_YqIyyIfX5NRzI9DmGcz0SwbbvvEImwRx-3TONM0B1nA2AHDG1fyg7clI/s320/IMG_0834.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">The Pasadena institute!!! This is where we first met. He parked right in front and we snapped a few pictures in front with the help of some people walking by. I kept thinking OMGSH he is going to propose tonight!! I kept looking around to see if people were going to pull up or if someone was inside. I looked for any clue I could find but I saw nothing. We talked about how we met and then proceeded to our next destination. While in the car he said well if we don’t finish the pictures today we can do them another day. When he said that I then knew for sure it wasn't happening tonight and I thought it was for sure going to happen on V-day. On our way to the next spot he asked if I knew where we were going now. I had no clue. JR said told me that this is the first place we ever went together. Just the two of us. It wasn’t where we had our first date but this is just the first place he remembered that we went to grab lunch one day. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd3sYCqaAWI1TtkIbG50odUbfWtWDmoOIkslGBY0BvMnRamEkMjA-1fwpAZvvaNiAiqSrYQG46dli2AIh6xvrJxLZUHF02ro6x1A81KcPT0lGlJfKnfZxSMLEiIRuyDm17D5tpT4J8wf8/s1600/IMG_0839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd3sYCqaAWI1TtkIbG50odUbfWtWDmoOIkslGBY0BvMnRamEkMjA-1fwpAZvvaNiAiqSrYQG46dli2AIh6xvrJxLZUHF02ro6x1A81KcPT0lGlJfKnfZxSMLEiIRuyDm17D5tpT4J8wf8/s320/IMG_0839.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">Yes, it was at Jamba Juice. When we got inside I remembered that day. =) I remembered exactly how nervous I was. I liked him and had butterflies in my stomach the entire time. We walked inside and order some drinks. The same drinks we order that day almost 4 years ago. I ordered a citrus squeeze and he ordered a banana berry. It was so nice just sitting at the table with him talking about how happy we are to be together and trying to figure out how we were going to take a picture. We used the timer and set it on the table to try to get the shot. We left shortly after taking the picture to our next destination. We started heading to South Pasadena and that’s when I figured out where we were going. My first Studio apartment! I moved into this place in 2007 with the help of my Love. It was just us and my parents who moved me in. It was hot and so hard moving all my stuff in but we did it!! We were finally living near each other and this is when our relationship finally started moving along. I remember saying I love you for the first time in this apartment. People are living here now so we had to take a quick picture in front of the gates before anyone came out to try to figure out what the freak we were doing! </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">JR told me that we were just going to have to finish the rest another time. We had to meet his family for dinner. We pull up to the house and we decided we should take a picture there. He surprised me for our 1 year anniversary. They have beautiful patios and courtyard at the property. We walked to the first patio where we had our 1 year anniversary dinner and he decided that we should go to the other one instead. We have to walk thru the courtyard to get to the other one and while walking we talked about how nice it would be to take engagement pictures here and how I’d love to have my bridal shower there. I just love this property!! We finally get to the other patio and we take a quick picture. JR told me about how he loves me and that this is going to be the last picture.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWtDqhgAFgmiqcpyHuq8d_GIz9nFGmGgo60fvRCwXPjNrptqSFyaF-QGljJoMlF9nYwKFYR5QnX4BjqtNpvK0dbkxDq4PVvPfd2_8gAhr3idXIOnMQwifY6qXDNpA_8zZiAn-nPRmpc0k/s1600/IMG_0843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWtDqhgAFgmiqcpyHuq8d_GIz9nFGmGgo60fvRCwXPjNrptqSFyaF-QGljJoMlF9nYwKFYR5QnX4BjqtNpvK0dbkxDq4PVvPfd2_8gAhr3idXIOnMQwifY6qXDNpA_8zZiAn-nPRmpc0k/s320/IMG_0843.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"> He was telling me about how this place is really special and asked if I wanted to know why this place was special and how come this is the last picture. He then asked me if I would marry him. He got down on one knee and he had a ring =) I automatically start crying. I can’t believe it’s happening. I can’t believe he is on one knee proposing to me. I can’t believe he was able to surprise me. I kept saying OMGsh and are you serious? Is this for real?? Well at least that is what I thought I said. JR said that I only said “O my gosh, yes.” once and then just stared at him quietly. He had to ask me if I wanted to put it on. I remember getting down on my knees with him and just giving him a big smooch! I was laughing, crying and couldn't stop kissing him. I put that beautiful ring on my finger and couldn’t stop shaking!! </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">His Brother in law and sister came out of the dark somewhere taking pictures and filming us. It was great! THANK YOU for helping JR surprise me =) It was such a great night! I will never forget it! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIefsMdvuDhcAj_RNRZM5ks904j5Xwfpkp1XT-qx_zsc-wx75G70NcF9kY4chxIqnsAK-fw-HdsGV1qTmzk6gIHss_Ro1PCexcccTSYmRs9JT7S36znIvgxxFhizn6RVOi6r0yQ-Ayhsg/s1600/IMG_5506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIefsMdvuDhcAj_RNRZM5ks904j5Xwfpkp1XT-qx_zsc-wx75G70NcF9kY4chxIqnsAK-fw-HdsGV1qTmzk6gIHss_Ro1PCexcccTSYmRs9JT7S36znIvgxxFhizn6RVOi6r0yQ-Ayhsg/s320/IMG_5506.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>We went to dinner at this Brazilian restaurant in town and it was yummy!!! Basically it was the best night of my life!!! I LOVE YOU JR!! Thank you for my amazing ring and for always being so great! I can’t wait to be your wife and share the rest of eternity together!!! </div>Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7596197279481784133.post-83087251774965433562011-02-11T12:32:00.000-08:002011-02-11T12:32:18.698-08:00I'm Engaged!!!!I've started this blog to help me remember this journey. I am so excited about being able to finally plan my own wedding. I'm hoping this will also help me stay calm during all of this and not become a bridezilla!! I still don't know how to use this blog page stuff so any suggestions would be great! I promise I will upload the engagement story soon and include some pictures if possible. It all depends on if I can figure out how to do it! eeekkk, I'm already nervous and nothing has been planned yet.Dihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17725605529888961310noreply@blogger.com1