Ghost Couple from Jeremy Warner on Vimeo.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Happy Halloween!
We made a short for a Halloween film festival our friend is putting on. You can watch in HD on vimeo. Catey is pretty.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
art city
Jeremy and I had been married for two months when our landlord's son came and told us that we couldn't live there anymore because of a reverse mortgage deal his parents are doing which means that there cannot be any renters or source of income or something like that--well at least that's the impression we got. So we moved down to Springville. We live in a little studio apartment that is really small but it's nice and bright and inexpensive and we both like the town even though it's kinda farther away from stuff and people.
Our house is a mess right now but please come visit us soon when it looks nice. I hope we can get it put together in time to have some small inexpensive Halloween decor.
Next time you see Jeremy, tell him to post something on this blog because we all love what he writes. Also, next time you see Charlotte Smith Beck and she isn't doing anything photography related, tell her you want to see some of our wedding pictures on the internet on our blog.
Our house is a mess right now but please come visit us soon when it looks nice. I hope we can get it put together in time to have some small inexpensive Halloween decor.
Next time you see Jeremy, tell him to post something on this blog because we all love what he writes. Also, next time you see Charlotte Smith Beck and she isn't doing anything photography related, tell her you want to see some of our wedding pictures on the internet on our blog.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
It's been over a month now
Jeremy and I have been married now for 41 days. I really enjoy being married. It is way better (better, better...) than not being married. July 31 was a really hot day. When we were outside the temple, we were getting so sweaty and impatient so we didn't get very many pictures so Charlotte said she could take more on Saturday. That will be my third time to wear my dress. I'm so lucky.
As many of you know my dad had a tumor in his bile ducts in his liver. It was really big and nothing my parents tried would work. My dad participated as much as he possible could. He came to all of the events except for our luncheon and open house the following week in Idaho. I'm really glad he could make it to those things.
My dad tried to hold on for a long time. On his birthday, September 1, we all went over to my parents house to have peaches and ice cream. I went to talk to my dad. I asked him how his birthday had been going and all he said was, "bad doctor," and he repeated it about 5 times before he could say anything else. I thought it was just his medication making him goofy, but when I found out that it wasn't, it was the first time I realized that he was not going to get better. He had so many toxins in his blood that it was affecting his brain and functions in a major way. That night he went to the hospital and he was there till the afternoon the next day. We took him home under hospice care expecting that he'd be with us for a few more days. I wanted to play my flute for him one more time because he encouraged it so often but someone convinced me that it would be too loud for him so I sang with some of my family. He died the next day.
Even though he was almost always late, he was a very charitable, personable, and righteous person. I'm proud and blessed to have been his daughter and I hope can learn his best traits like the three above.
As many of you know my dad had a tumor in his bile ducts in his liver. It was really big and nothing my parents tried would work. My dad participated as much as he possible could. He came to all of the events except for our luncheon and open house the following week in Idaho. I'm really glad he could make it to those things.
My dad tried to hold on for a long time. On his birthday, September 1, we all went over to my parents house to have peaches and ice cream. I went to talk to my dad. I asked him how his birthday had been going and all he said was, "bad doctor," and he repeated it about 5 times before he could say anything else. I thought it was just his medication making him goofy, but when I found out that it wasn't, it was the first time I realized that he was not going to get better. He had so many toxins in his blood that it was affecting his brain and functions in a major way. That night he went to the hospital and he was there till the afternoon the next day. We took him home under hospice care expecting that he'd be with us for a few more days. I wanted to play my flute for him one more time because he encouraged it so often but someone convinced me that it would be too loud for him so I sang with some of my family. He died the next day.
Even though he was almost always late, he was a very charitable, personable, and righteous person. I'm proud and blessed to have been his daughter and I hope can learn his best traits like the three above.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Jeremy's picture
He says I do not like it but I really do. He even made a 3D version of it that was pretty cool. Today we are trying to finish addressing envelopes so we can send the announcements. I should go because there are a lot of them.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Air Supply
Jeremy keeps asking if we can go to the Air Supply concert after we leave our reception in Utah. I think it sounds like fun. I love Jeremy, he is a sweet heart. Whenever he does or makes anything, I remember that he is really talented and creative. I really like his last post, it is well worded. I also really like the new picture that he made for our header. I really miss him too.
Jeremy is the best.
This is pretty cool and kinda funny:
Jeremy is way better, cooler, and funnier though.
Jeremy is the best.
This is pretty cool and kinda funny:
Jeremy is way better, cooler, and funnier though.
It's come to this.
Having Catey gone is really rough. She's having fun in the sun (at least I think it's sunny there) while it rains pretty much every day here. I guess that's the downside of being sad when your superpower is the ability to control the weather with your emotions. I actually don't have superpowers, but it would be cool to have them, just not the aforementioned one. I mean, what benefit is it in the event of an emergency?
Cops: "There's a hostage situation on the third floor"
Me: "Somebody make me sad, maybe I can flood them out."
The thing is, to flood them our on the third floor would mean that everybody below that level would be flooded out as well. Less effective if you ask me.
In other news, I have spent much time listening to music, making music, working, doing art, riding my bike, and missing Catey. I went to the temple today, that was nice. I rode my bike to Del Taco and ate dinner with friends, that was fun. I've spent a lot of time making posters/art pieces in photoshop that have helped me keep from going crazy, although some would say that they are evidence of the contrary.
Catey has asked me to blog everyday since she left. She's going to be so happy in the morning. I love her. I've never missed anyone as much as I miss her. She's great.
So is this.
But not as great as Cate.
Cops: "There's a hostage situation on the third floor"
Me: "Somebody make me sad, maybe I can flood them out."
The thing is, to flood them our on the third floor would mean that everybody below that level would be flooded out as well. Less effective if you ask me.
In other news, I have spent much time listening to music, making music, working, doing art, riding my bike, and missing Catey. I went to the temple today, that was nice. I rode my bike to Del Taco and ate dinner with friends, that was fun. I've spent a lot of time making posters/art pieces in photoshop that have helped me keep from going crazy, although some would say that they are evidence of the contrary.
Catey has asked me to blog everyday since she left. She's going to be so happy in the morning. I love her. I've never missed anyone as much as I miss her. She's great.
So is this.
But not as great as Cate.
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