7 Things You Don't Know About My Husband

Chris is such a great guy and I am so glad to have met him and gotten to know him. There is so much more to him than meets the eye. He is a Transformer in disguise. 

So this is for those of you (especially those on my side of the family) that think they know Chris. Here are seven facts that I'm betting you don't know.

1. He has a mean parallel park. Even though he sucks at driving. Maybe "sucks" isn't the right word... He's a terrifying driver. The one where you hold your breath half of the car ride and can't help but sporadically emit tiny screams of terror.
2. He's so silly and weird. I'm dead serious. Trust me because I know him better than anyone. He's a crazy-pants. There are days when I can't get a serious word out of his mouth. Some times it's hilarious and some times it's hecka annoying. But it's him. And honestly NO one knows how silly he is. He has told me on many an occasion that his favorite part of being with me is that he can be as silly as he is on the inside.
3. He's a talker. Oh my can he talk up a storm! One time we were washing dishes together and then had to go to the store and I decided to pose an experiment. If I stopped responding and just let him talk, how long would he talk for? Twenty minutes. He didn't even notice until we were almost to the store and he asked a question that wasn't a yes/no nod/shake head kind of question. That blew my cover and he was like "are you upset?" and I responded "no, I was just curious how long you'd talk for if I let you!" He's a talker. Especially if you start talking about biology or genetics. Then who knows when you're getting out of that one. 
4. He's a social butterfly. If he could he would invite our friends over every single night to play games and chat and just chill. He's always coming up with ideas for parties or group dates. He loves it. I don't. Haha it's such a compromise for us. "Hey let's have friends over tonight!" "But we've had friends over the last two nights in a row.." "Okay how about tomorrow night?" "Only if we can stay in on Friday" "deal."
5. He's a night owl. My goodness this man can stay up LATE. On week nights I'm like "man it's nine - who's ready for bed?" and he'll be up until 11:30 at the earliest. On the weekends I can hold my own but it's doesn't even stand up to how late Chris can stay up. Since we've been married I have been staying up a lot later but I've also been getting a lot more sleep, as seemingly contradictory as that sounds.
6. He's only awkward at first. That being said, he's VERY awkward at first. So many unnecessary awkward words and uncomfortable silences all at the wrong time. I'm pretty sure my dad still thinks the only thing Chris knows how to talk about is his mission because for the first couple months of their relationship that's all my dad could get out of him. He can be so awkward it's cringe-worthy. And trust me, I do cringe. And I don't hide it. He is aware that I find him devastatingly awkward.
7. He has a lot of emotions. This ties into him being awkward. Because a lot of people only get to know the surface, awkward Chris they think he's like a little robot. Only one baseline emotion most of the time. For those of you that think that, you are wrong. This sweet hunk of man of mine can get incredibly angry, ridiculously romantic and mushy, and weird and psycho. I've seen him go to football games and get so upset that he almost breaks things (it's actually really funny since normally he's the least violent person I've ever met). I've watched him cry over how much he loves me (that being said, it's only been like, twice. He doesn't cry often). I have watched him beat himself up over mistakes and fill with pride over victories. He has a lot of feelings. But if you didn't know that it'd be very easy to not see it.

Jacob 4:4

Uh, that was dang cool! Because that's exactly what I want my posterity to know!

Read it. Read it now.

Happy 17th first day of school.

Whoop.

All in all it wasn't ... Nah, it kinda sucked.

I'm taking geology 555. That's a GRAD level course. I'm an undergrad.

And I'm supah nehvous.

I have fallen in love with Boise.

What are the odds that my husband and I would go to lunch at the exact same place and time as one of my exes.

I think all my exes should leave the same town as me. Haha gosh.

You know what's great about evenings with Chris?

We  spend them doing our favorite things - reading together (LOVE that), watching our favorite shows together (Arrested Development all over again right now), cooking and eating together (yay kitchen aid!), and generally just doing whatever we want.

I love that. There's no homework in the way. We just do what we want together. Gah I love it :) 

Adjustments

Being married is pretty great but, I dunno, it's almost not different. Aside from sleeping in the same bed (still an adjustment), the new form of expressing our love (oh yeah), and being the only two in this apartment, it really isn't that different.

Maybe it's cuz Chris and I dated for so long before marriage and were SO open and real with each other (I'm talking fighting, farting, crying, weird eating habits, and the whole ten yards of things that some couples with short dating periods may not have been exposed to).........

Or maybe it's cuz we established good patterns of married people earlier on in our dating career (we read scriptures together, prayed together, spent time away from each other on a regular basis {functional married couples DO have alone time contradictory to teenage belief}, got to know each other's families, etc, etc from nearly the start of our relationship).........

Or maybe still it's just because everyone feels this way once they're married.....

Whatever the reason may be, and although marriage and living together has been an adjustment, living with Chris hasn't been very different. It feels like a natural extension of our previous pre-marital relationship.

Moving in and combining all of our stuff was a challenge (the pack-rat married the least object-sentimental woman he knew.. It's been fun) and I haven't enjoyed his messes nor he my anal cleanliness. And we've had our fair share of heated discussions over how we treat one another (our love languages don't match up and that has proved more difficult now that it's just the two of us).

But ya know

It just feels like real life.

And ain't real life grand??

Mi familia came through Provo and got to visit us and see our feakin cute apartment.

I'm obsessed.

And then mom took these funny awkward pictures of us

It 'twas such delightful fun! I love my fam. Especially for short periods of time. ;)

LOOK AT THAT FACE

GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I lub dat face. Ow ow!!

Our apartment is unbearably hot despite it's facing north south. Uggghhh it shall be a long summer.

Classic wedding day pic

What I've learned about Chris

So far Chris and I have lived together for two weeks and a day (honeymoon didn't count as living together - that was vacation!) and I have learned some things about him I didn't know.

- Chris is a shower singer. Never would have known that. It doesn't bother me! Not at all. It's just alarming. Neither of us are morning people. And Chris is a loud singer. So when we're both getting ready in the morning and all of the sudden he starts belting something in the shower with no warning.. It's freakin terrifying. Haha, never knew he was a shower singer!

- Chris takes up all the bed space he can. Shamelessly. If I'm curled up on the edge he will take up the rest of the bed with no hesitation. It's a good thing we go to bed at midnight and wake up at nine. That way I'm not too tired in the morning from battling all night long just to get some space.

- My sweetheart is always hot. It could be eleven at night and it's sixty degrees outside but he's got all the windows open and the swamp cooler and the fans going because he just can't cool down. It's bizarre haha. There have been times that I've been forced into wearing a sweatshirt and curling up into a blanket because I'm freezing and he's burning.

- I've learned that he's still just Chris. I think I was expecting things between us to change once we got married and starting living together. It hasn't. Not a ton. He's still Chris and I'm still Kenzie. Some physical things changed but nothing relationship wise. He's not any more romantic, I'm not any nicer. We're still just us. Which is okay. I love him no matter what. :) 

GOTS AN IPHONER

Oh my holy heavens I've never been so happy to live with another person in my life :)

MARRIED

The sealing was beautiful and I couldn't stop smiling. Chris couldn't stop crying. It was so sweet!

I love this picture because you can really truly see the happy exploding out of me. Gahhh happiest day of my life :D

Engagement

Being engaged for nearly six months has been fun. And in some ways I'll be sad to see it end. But I am way more happy to be married than engaged and I can't wait to shed this "fiance" status.I have enjoyed this one-in-a-lifetime stage of life. It's been different and lovely and difficult and strengthening.

Still can't wait to be his wife though. ;)

Winter semester 2014

Finals are done.

On to the move. And then the wedding.

Thank heavens. I'm ready to get all this stress over with!

Kenz here.

Finals suck. Like, really. They suck the life out of you.

And I'm attempting to finish the preparation for my wedding. Also sucking.

On top of it all I can't even buy myself cinnamon rolls to make myself feel better because I have $7 in my bank account due to my being so FREAKING POOR.

In two weeks and two days I will be in Vegas, relaxing.

In two weeks and one day I will be marrying my sweetheart.

In one week and three days I will be going home to Vancouver.

In one week I will be moving all of my stuff and Chris's stuff into my grandmother's basement.

In five days I will be done with finals.

In one day I will be done with my calculus final.

But, right now.. none of that has happened yet and I am soooo stressed about it all. My holy goodness gracious.

16 days

Can't take this crap seriously

Uuuggghhh Tuesdays are the worst

Jen took some pictures of us goofing off on our one year

One year babayyyy!

One Year with Christopher

This is a little of what we did on our anniversary.

GenConf2014

I HAVE BEEN DATING CHRIS FOR ONE WHOLE YEAR CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT BECAUSE I CANNOT.

Whoa-ho-hoa this is a good blog post of mine! Haha, who knew this was here all along?!

I. Needed. To. Read. This. Now.

Know what's weird?
Utah weather.
Know what's awesome?

UTAH'S GEOLOGY.

Missionary

Alex is home.

                                                                          wut.

Two years he has been gone.

Isn't it weird how fast time flies but how it seems so slow at the time?

I don't even care that he's back in a romantic way. I'm just so disappointed that he's back and we can't be friends. Because you know what I want? And I have wanted for a long time? To sit and talk with him. I just wanna chat, gosh dang it. I want some closure! I want to go to lunch and say here's what I've been doing, it has been great, how was your mission? And I'll tell him about dating Chris and doing geology and working at the nursing center and my whole life as of two years ago. And he'll tell me about his experiences on the mission and what his plans are now. We'd laugh over our old times and I'd apologize for letting him down and we'd agree we were never meant for each other.

And then you know what I would like to happen?

We would say goodbye, walk away, and never look back.

I want some freaking closure. I want to say hello and then goodbye.

When Collin broke up with me I couldn't get over it until I forced him to see me two weeks later and demanded he speak to me. He did, we agreed it was over, and I never thought twice about it. Literally have never missed him since. I got my closure and moved on.

Alex, I need closure. I have since we stopped writing so long ago. I'm engaged, I know. And you're an ex. So we can't see each other. And I won't ask. But for the love of all that is good and holy know that I crave closure and am dying that I can't have it.

Time to make my own closure?

44 freakin days

Loved having this goofball back in town with me. :)

When I got engaged in November my mommy told me, "enjoy your engagement; it only happens once." And I thought "how am I supposed to enjoy planning a wedding, living with people who aren't the love of my life, and not being able to physically express my love for him?"

I've been engaged for 117 days now.

I'm getting married in 50.

The last 117 have been the craziest, happiest, most fun days of my life. Chris and I have grown so so much together. I've fallen in love with him over and over again. Planning a wedding has actually been rather enjoyable with so much time to spend on it and having him by my side to keep me sane has been a huge blessing. It has been hard to be apart at night and live with roommates that aren't each other and it has been a struggle to remain good and clean - but no more of a struggle than the seven months we dated before that. It's almost become a way of life for us and being married will be like a little treat at the end of our journey.

That being said.. I hope the next 50 days go fast because I love my honey and want him forEVER starting right now! 

And my roommates are driving me crazy. ;)

bragsies

I want to take, like, half-a-second to brag.

My honey is so good at what he does. Biology and genetics is his passion and he owns it. He's taking a lab class right now and is absolutely dominating. He got an A on his last practical exam and is the one all of his group-members look to for leadership. Not only that but he has met with one professor in genetics and talked to one in bioinformatics for research opportunities. The professor of the genetics lab already offered him a volunteer position with a definite option for being hired if he proves himself - which he will since he's so good at it! Working in a research lab! My sweetheart! First of all, he'll get paid way more than either of us do currently. Second, he'll get to do something he seriously, seriously loves and is DANG good at. And third, it's going to look so good on a resume! This will help him gain experience that will be valuable to grad schools and a future career.

I'm super proud.

And then there's me, struggling through classes and working a minimum wage job that has no application to my major.

Yup. I'm going places.

                          

84 days.

Chris & Kenzie

Ten months. I’ve been with this guy for ten months.

Last April 4^th he called me asking to take me on a date and nothing has been the same since. I’m in love! I’m getting married! I’m comfortable in my own skin and happy and thriving! I have someone who cares for me. I have someone who makes me laugh. I have someone whom I admire and look up to and respect. There is someone in my life whose welfare I care for more than my own.

When we were at Jenny’s wedding in December she had this super cute-sy wall of photos detailing their relationships history (no, let’s be real – everything about that wedding was super cute-sy). It started in June or July and went all the way up to December when they got married. It was then that I realized, whoa. Chris and I started dating before them and are getting married after them. It’s not a competition (haha, heavens no, I’m not Julie) or anything, it just made me feel like Chris and I had been dating for a million and a half years. People have met and committed themselves to eternity in shorter time periods than Chris and I! I’m ready to marry the kid! By the time we do get married it will have been nearly 13 months of dating! That’s more than a year! (Which ought to make my dad happy..)

I know, there are lots of non-LDS and some LDS people who would say something more like “10 months?! That it?” But for me, I know after about 2 months if I want to keep seriously seeing someone or not. Seriously, how many of my boyfriends have lasted longer than 2 months? Aside from Chris, just one. So, for me, dating 10 months is serious confirmation that I want to spend the rest of my life with him. Through the good and the bad and the hard and the ugly and the crazy. I want him no matter what.

So, here’s to ten months of the start of our forever.

http://scissortailsilk.com/2014/01/24/before-you-were-mommy/

Stupid hormones makin me cry reading this...

99 DAYS.

99 DAYYYYYYZZZ.

In 99 days I'll be dressed in white and changing my name to Hanson.

EEEEEEEE! :D

I will never not love this picture.

Too much unhappiness in one day

My poor little self can't take it