i've been absent as of late. busy working on the road, baking treats and fattening myself up. which to be honest isn't so awesome. the last few weeks i've been working out and the number on the scale isn't getting any smaller. so to appease my sorrow i go and bake some more treats. it is a vicous, unforgiving cycle. what's that saying, "a moment on the lips, forever on the hips" geez i hope that is not true, but that's an entirely different post....i love reading blogs. and i love looking back on how crazy in love i was with forrest and all the little things while we were dating. i want to document those things in our life, in some small way. that being said i'll probably start out with something kind of big. because it is so special to me.
forrest and i got married last june. it was a fun, crazy day. the set up, the barn, the food, the outfits all of it was so perfect. but deep down i knew that something was missing. we promised ourselves to each other until death. how romantic right? i found myself through the first year of our marriage always wanting to say we'll be together forever, and though that was our goal it felt wrong to say it when it was not reality. so we immediately started preparing to enter the temple to be sealed together with any future babies that we will be blessed with forever. everyday i had this fear that something would happen to one of us and we would miss our chance to get sealed because we didn't do it right the first time. i'd actually always tell forrest you cannot die until after we go through the temple. mostly as a joke to hide how serious i was about it. it was a long road. the few months leading up to it were difficult, actually to be frank it was kind of hell. my dad always warned me when we got close to going to the temple every trick in the book would be thrown at us. and wow, things i had not even experienced before. rough. forrest and i have never fought but man did we learn how to give the silent treatment. it felt like we couldn't be around our families because they too were falling apart. and that is not even half of it. money, i cannot even start explaning that one. anyway we made it through those months and to the oquirrh mountain temple {a little info for you, as much as things are hard when you are doing what's right they are that much better because HF knows what he is doing}. on june 23, 2O12. 1 year from the day exactly. i've never felt so blessed, and in love with forrest, and acknowledged and knowing i was doing what i was supposed to. it all felt so right, even though everything went so wrong. the wind was a complete joke, as i mentioned before...i'm huge, the photographer did not show up until everyone was already gone, it was so hot, and everyone that had brought a camera had dead batteries, go figure. thanks to a few people we used some iPhone's and got some great pictures. but really pictures aren't what was important. i was just glad to be with friends and family and most importantly forrest. words cannot even explain how much i love that man. he is so right for me when everything else is wrong. we had a big dinner planned and honestly all i wanted to do was sit with him in the car for the rest of the day. i know some of my friends don't see in him what i do, because yes he would rather wear a pair of jordans and a tall tee and watch basketball every night, but no matter what we do he makes me laugh and love being his wife. so i'm so proud to say that i'm mrs.forrest gillette, not only until we die, but for always. 
