Our Easter FHE

Since we were missing Easter with any family, we decided to have our own continuing on the traditions of our family. We spent FHE coloring eggs.

They were mostly fun, random eggs. I did make a 32 (shout out to Jimmer!), and Joseph made a monster. But besides that, they consisted of colors mixed with crayon and rubber band.

To use up the food in our closet before we went to Arizona, and because it's delicious, we celebrated with crockpot cake! Things may or may not have gotten out of hand with the whip cream. We apologize, Wymount, for the carpet.

We were attempting to be gangster. It turned out being more ridiculous (which luckily we're really good at!)


Somehow I turn up in all these pictures, but Joseph doesn't. I think it's because he's the one taking them. I apologize for the influx of Melissa.

April Fool's Day

So my family has a tradition of eating wacky foods for April Fool's day. This was our first "official" holiday while married, so we decided to carry it on.

Hence for dinner we ate:

Cupcakes (Meatloaf bottom with dyed mashed potato top)

Grilled cheese (sugar cookies with yellow frosting inbetween them)

Mashed Potatoes (ice cream and pudding)

Orange Juice (Jello)

...and we had to eat it all with serving utensils without plates.

Yes, that is me drinking milk with a straw out of a bowl :)

Joseph got cheater utensils that were far too similar to real eating utensils. It was too easy for him to eat.

We begin our traditions together!

The Engagement

Yes, yes I know this happened a long time ago, but once again, it's for history's sake.

Sadly, there are not many pictures to accompany this post. We just didn't take any. But I wanted to tell the story in my own words (then maybe convince Joseph to get on here and tell his side).

Setting the Scene: We were spending Christmas in Paradise, Utah (Joseph's house). The date: Christmas Eve

I had woken up that morning to two or three dozen love dotes written around my bedroom. They were really sweet (and personal, so you just have to take my word that they were cute notes). Right in the middle was a large jar of tostitos nacho dip, a huge favorite of Joseph and me, but especially me. I didn't know it, but Joseph was determined to make this the best day ever. Whatever I wanted to do, he was game: whichever movie, whichever game. It was a Melissa day! (everyone needs one of those now and again).

That night: Joseph had told me that going snowshoeing was a tradition of his on Christmas Eve (and what was I to do but believe him?). Secretly in my head I was hoping we weren't going showshoeing. It doesn't entirely seem like my type of fun, but I can't knock what I haven't tried. We get all our gear and head out to the mountains. I come out from behind a hill and see a long path lined with white and purple lights leading to a beautiful fire. That's when I knew we weren't showshoeing. Joseph gets out some steaming cups of hot cocoa and the biggest bouquet of flowers I have ever seen! Then Joseph, who happens to be a fabulous poet and writer, recites a very cute and romantic poem he had written where in the end he asks me to marry him. I was crying to hard, I almost couldn't say yes (it took a few tries).

Here is the beautiful bouquet of flowers taken by my not-so-professional camera phone. I'm not sure how to rotate the image, so you'll just have to rotate your head.

And to top it off, here are some of our engagment pictures taken by our good neighbor, Stacey Heymeyer!