Last night we went to dinner with our parents so that they could meet for the first time. You would have thought that maybe with us having dated for a year and a half that our parents would have met by now.. but NOPE! But it went SO well! There were no awkward silences or any embarrassing conversations. It is such a relief that our families get along so well! It was kind of funny cause our parents were so enveloped in conversation it felt like Ryan and I were there just for supervision.. and to get a free meal!! te hehehehe. I ate WAY too much food. So much for a diet. haha I still have 4 months and 18 days to get in shape! Speaking of which, MY DRESS COMES THIS WEEK!! Well, its supposed to. That's what she told me last week. I am so pumped! I really wasn't supposed to be getting it till June, but now I am thankful that the dress lady was spacey and ordered it sooner.
I have one more paper to write and one more final and this semester is OVER! Now I have three classes left till my associates degree. I am signed up for two of those for this summer, but I'm trying to decide if I should just get it over with and take the third one this summer as well. My dear friend Jessica brought up a good point the other day, would it be worth it to declare for my associates when I'm planning on getting my bachelors eventually anyways? What do you think? It might take me another 4 years just to get it. lol.
On a more serious note... I want to apologize to all who had to deal with my whining and pity party attitude lately. Since Ryan and I decided to embark on our journey to getting ready for the temple, we thought we were prepared for the temptations and other things Satan would throw our way. WELL, somehow he knows how to find the cracks and get in anyway. He has been hitting me hard with self doubt, self consciousness, discouragement, and focusing on what I am not or don't have and comparing myself to others. These are all very self destructive. And I have been focusing so much on the things that I don't like about myself I forget to see the good. Although I have been reading my scriptures, saying my prayers and going to church this all seems to happen nonetheless. Then when I had one of my break downs, my father and I had a talk where he brought up a very good point. Why do you think we are asked to thank Heavenly Father for things when we pray? Not because he wants to be thanked for all he has given us, but so we might really realize all that we really do have and how blessed we really are. Its so amazing how God answers our prayers. On Sunday we sang Count your blessings in sacrament meeting.... coincidence??? I think not.