Text Boy

I have an entire summer that needs posting, but before I do that I need your help. Read on!

I don't know about you guys, but often I find the boys I go out with naturally get nicknames. For example: Star Trek Boy, Zack Morris, Dr. Love - you get the idea. Well, this week's boy is "Text Boy." My wonderful aunt decided she needed me to meet her friend's nephew. "He'll be 23 in November" is a nice way of saying "he's only 22." (I'm more than a few years older than 22.) He wanted to know a bit about me, so my aunt had me email her a short paragraph. Already starting off awkward. His paragraph just happened to mention that he played on his high school football team all 3 years they took state. Whoa. NOW I'm impressed. Text Boy (TB) gets my number from aunt. Before he uses it he ads me on facebook. Now I'm even more impressed.

A couple of days later I get a text from an unknown number: "is this alicia"
My response: "Yes, should I know who this is?" (by the way, all spelling and grammar is real and has NOT been changed).
TB: "well no my aunt gave me your number and was wanting me to take you out. my name is andy"
Me: "Oh hi! Yes, she mentioned you might be calling."
TB: "hahah yeah hi i hope it didn't scare you to bad"
Me: "No, it takes more than a random text to scare me."
TB: "haha thats good. so i hear your a teacher thats got to be exciting"

At that point I decided this text conversation was way too awkward so I stopped responding. THREE days later (today) I get this:

TB: "hey its andy" (sent at 1:30 pm)
Before I can respond, he sends this beauty a few hours later:
TB: "hey so i dont want to sound wierd but i was just wanting to get to know ya some so if you want txt or whatever but yep"

Um, did this boy do anything besides play football in high school? Like learn how to form complete sentences?

Me (a few hours later): "Sorry - it's been a crazy day. I might be a bit old-fashioned, but I've never been one for long text conversations."
TB: "well i can call i just want for you to be okay with it and not like you know just doing it cuse someone said too. you know what i mean"

And now it's your turn to tell me how to respond. Thanks in advance for the help.

Another one bites the dust

Jamie's getting hitched!

September 5th, 2009

Mt. Timpanogos Temple

His name is Doug.

We like him.

Who will be next?

I guess that depends on who catches the bouquet. . .

See Tiff Ski

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Why didn't they have these in Provo?

Saw this along the Hudson River last weekend and made me think of you girls. Anyone want to come out and go rollerblading this weekend?

Off on Our Own

Well, I guess the time has come... I must dedicate a blog solely to the life of Justin and me. We'll see how long it lasts, but here it is.

Delatore Doings

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The Sisterhood Blog is still up and running though so, by all means, post away!

The World is About to End!

Albertson's doesn't make their peanut butter cup ice cream anymore. Get ready. The end must be here. (What were they thinking? Don't they have any idea how many times that carton of ice cream got us through finals, breakups, paper writing, boys . . . it's like the ending of an era. A very sad ending. Maybe I'll write some hate mail.)

He Purposed!!!

I got a text from a friend in Salt Lake this morning that said, "He purposed! We're getting married July 3rd! Hope you can come!" Pretty sure she meant to say "proposed." How embarrassing for her. I am grateful that when I get engaged I will know how to properly mass-text "proposed" to all my friends.

But, GUESS WHAT!!!! He really DID propose! To Jenn!!!! That's right Ladies and . . . . ladies (since hopefully there are no gentlemen on this site) our beloved Jenn is getting hitched! What a blessed day in the city! (Random phrase from high school . . . sorry.) Sigh. Another one bites the dust.

It was quite romantic. A little trip to the lake. A man down on his knee saying beautiful things and then popping the question. Sigh again. How did Jenn reply, you ask? Well, she said, "Yes! But have you asked my dad yet?" Don't worry, he had. She double checked.

So . . . wedding in Dallas sometime in August (still waiting for the final word on the date). Oh, and here are the pics for your enjoyment.

Jon, welcome to the Brethren of the Sisterhood. You are quite the lucky man, if I may say so.