Andy-licious*

*Sorry to embarrass you, sweetheart, but Andy-licious is what came to my mind, and I'm keeping it. Plus, you are rather delicious.

Andy and I had our first date on February 16, 2015. Three years ago today.

We could've met a handful of times before that fateful day: we were at BYU-Idaho at the same time for a whole school year; we were both living in Utah Valley at the same time (although I was only there for 6 short weeks doing an internship at UVRMC); he moved out of an LDS singles branch a few short months before I moved into that very same branch; and later, I was the Relief Society president in that same singles branch with his younger brother for a bit--and we're both certain that he and I were attending the very same meetings a few times when he visited his family from Logan.

But we didn't get to actually meet until we both swiped right on Tinder.

Ain't life a kick in the pants?

ANYWAY.

Andy took me out on our first date three years ago. It was one of the best first dates of my life, and I think I was hooked pretty much immediately.

And the rest, as they say, is history.

our first picture together

the day we decided to get married

one of our many hiking dates

one of our many FaceTime talks while we dated long-distance

our last hike before we got married...i think

this was from a picnic we took our last weekend before we got married

engagements

engagements

Falling for Andy was the easiest thing I've ever done, and marrying him was my best decision I've ever made.

honeymooning

honeymooning

our first time together at bear lake with the duncan clan

hammocking

bear lake again

midway ice castles

skiing at beaver

celebrating our first anniversary of our first date

at the movies

camping at city of rocks

babymooning in seattle

seattle zoo

long beach, california

fatherhood

family

on a walk while andy photographed

walking the greenbelt in idaho falls

hogle zoo

dang it, he's handsome!

somewhere up logan canyon

on a rare date without the boy

 Looking forward to celebrating 3 years of marriage (in exactly five months)!

golly, i love him

Little Miss Aubree

Good grief, I just tried writing an actual post about what's been going on in my life over the course of the past two weeks, and it. was. boring. Absolutely nothing in my personal life is really blog-worthy. I mean, boring enough that I haven't even taken many pictures on my iPhone.

BUT! If I look away from myself, toward my family, there's something completely fantastic. Absolutely noteworthy.

In the wee small hours of the morning of May 2, a new little member of the O-clan came to earth, and she is sweet!

Her name is Aubree Janel, and I can't stop staring at this picture.

 I can't go to Utah to meet her for a couple more weeks, and it's nearly killing me! Doesn't she look like 

she smells like Heaven? #swoon

we need a little christmas, right this very minute...

Back in October, I signed up to hopefully get tickets for the upcoming Mormon Tabernacle Choir concert. I also made my mom, dad, and youngest brother sign up, just to increase our chances of going. Mom's name was drawn (or however they do it)! And there was much rejoicing!

We went Friday night, and it. was. AWESOME. Deborah Voigt sang with the choir, and it turns out she's kind of a sassypants, and completely adorable. Also? John Rhys-Davies narrated. John. Rhys. Davies. That's Gimli, dudes! His deep Welsh voice is amazing to listen to! They did a Charles Dickens segment that was fantastic. Also, one of the organists (was it Clay Christiansen?) did a solo of God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, and it sounded like something the Phantom of the Opera would play. Incredible! (If you can ever find it on PBS, go ahead and watch it.)

The show was so. dang. good.

After the concert, we walked around Temple Square in the cold. Because Temple Square at Christmas is glorious.

Brent, Mom and me. This selfie was taken while Dad went to the car to get his coat...

On Saturday, we had our family Christmas party.

The Orgill family isn't small in numbers, and it keeps on growing (YAY!). There are ten adults and eight kids (between the ages of 9 years, and 8 months). All of us were at my parents' home in content Christmas chaos. I loved it.

We had soup and sandwiches for lunch, then the kids made a crafty Christmas treat, and then it was time for presents. (We missed Brent up until just after 1:00, since he had to work that morning. Humbug!)

Also, Aaron and Ryan arm wrestled, which was fun to behold.

Seth and his powdered doughnut mouth.

Emmett and his powdered doughnut mouth.

Kaylee making her doughnut snowman.

Jane is having a good time.

Julie liked snacking while others made her snowman craft.

Kaylee waved her snowman guy like a fairy wand against Seth.

The three girls playing ring around the rosy. Cutest thing ever.

Jackson laughed pretty hard when Goose tickled his back in earnest.

Ready. Set. GO!

The girls unwrapping their LaLaLoopsie dolls from gramma and grampa.

Emmett was so cute when he unwrapped his present; he said, "I got a box!"
Then he got really excited about the book and Snoopy...

Marshall was thrilled to get "don't break the ice."

And this Harry Potter-loving boy was ecstatic to receive this HP lunchbox.

Isn't he the cutest?

 It was such a lovely weekend, and I cannot wait until tomorrow to head back down Utah to see more of my family and enjoy the heck out of Christmassy stuff, and ALL OF IT!