Don't you hate it when...

I was just about at the end a very well written blog about my birthday and then it was all deleted when I absent mindedly tired to look something up on google.

I hope that I am not the only one that this has happened to, and that it brings joy to everyone who knows me and knows that I'm a little ditzy.

Goodnight all

And happy birthday to me!

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Gossip at work

So today I was sitting at work talking with my girlfriends and the conversation of their weddings came up. (a very normal thing I might add.) But this time it was cause they were unsure if they really wanted their parents to even be there which was the weirdest thing to me. That hadn't been a thought when I was coming up with my guest list, my parents were naturally at the top of my list along with their spouses. This was when I realized just how good I had it when it comes to my family. Yea my parents might not get along the best but they love me without thought.

There was even a time when they were both fighting to HAVE me. That was a very hard period in my life but now that I look back on it it makes me really realize that they love me enough to fight for me, and as weird as it may sound, it warms my heart.

My mom is my best friend. Not that my dad and I aren't super close, my mom and I just have a different kind of bond. One of my most fond memories was as a high school girl was going up to Eugene Oregon to see my brother and his family. While we were there my mom and I had a girls night at a hotel near my brothers house. We went to the store cracking jokes along the way that made our belly's hurt so badly from laughing. On our way in my mom told me, "I'm so glad to have a daughter that's my best friend." As I told this story to my girlfriends at work they said that they envied me for what I had.

Gossip can be good sometimes, it made me remember something so important in life.

Family.

(The only photo I have of all my family)

I miss Oregon

-I miss the green.
-I miss the rivers.
-I miss my grand parents back yard.
-I miss the smell.
-I miss driving on the parkway at sundown.
-I miss my mothers house.
-I miss my fathers house.
-Mostly I miss my family. No matter how much they can bug me, I will always miss them above all

Since this is my first post I thought I would share a bit about myself.

After 2 years of dating I married Stephen Jolley on Feb 20 2010. And that officially made me Jillian Jolley. You can call me Jilly Jolley. No not really I like Jillian, or Jill, Take your pick.

I am a hair dresser. I love it. I tell the same story to about 9 people every day: I am from the south west corner or Oregon. Yes I left beautiful green Oregon for brown/red beautiful but a different beautiful Utah to go to school. No not BYU or UVU but cosmetology school, Bon Losee to be exact. No I didn't come here to get married I actually thought I was going to be going on a year and a half mission for my church when I turned 21. That was until I met my hubs and my 21st birthday came and went and I didn't go on a mission but got married instead. Go figure. Yes marriage is everything I thought it would be. But I guess that just means that I wasn't so dumb as other people Ive known who think that getting married will just make life so much better. Mind you it is wonderful, why wouldn't I want to spend the rest of my life with my best friend?

One of my biggest joys in my job is doing children's hair cuts who cut their own hair first. It is just the funniest thing ever.

I belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. (you could even sing that line if you really felt like it. I'm ok with it. Its a cute little ditty anyways) or as some people like to call us Mormon, but you could just call us lds its a little more PC. And I love it.

I’d love to tell more but its past time for bed, NIGHT!

My love (Stephen Jolley)

So, I am recently a married woman. I must say I love it. It's not too much different from before we were married. I mean really, what could change after spending pretty much every waking moment with a person over about 2 years? I wonder what people think sometimes when they get married? That he will miraculously WANT to watch TLC with me? I'm ok with that, I'll only watch the Jazz willingly. Any other team will be whined at until the channel is changed:)

I once had an ex co-worker tell me that our manager really thought that things would change once they were married. That things in life would suddenly become so much better. Not to say that am more mature then this girl (except that I am, and I call her a girl because she was a terrible manager who acted more like a 15 year old on a power trip then anything) but I just wasn't quite so unaware of the fact that marriage is hard.

Any who the point of this post is not to be negative in anyway. But what I really wanted to talk about was my awesome husband

We met in early spring of 2008. He had just gotten off an LDS mission in San Jose Cal, and we had mutual friends who were dating (and are now married...go figure its Provo) My dear friend Jennifer told me she really wanted to set her boyfriend Ryan's friend (Stephen) up on a date with someone and I was willing to go on the blind date. It was free food after all, and being a poor cosmetology student I was all sorts of down with having some free food. There was one thing I noticed though. "Jolley is that like a nickname or his real name?" I asked Jen. "I think that's his last name. Actually not sure what his first name is." She responded. I stopped walking and a light bulb went off in my head "You realize that if things work out with this kid that my name would be Jillian Jolley.That's almost as bad as Julia Gulia." And go figure things did work out. Not on our first date. That was pretty disastrous to be honest. He stood me up. I went and hung out with other guy friends and then Jen Ryan and Stephen ended up going over to those guy friends apt where we ended up watching a very dumb movie that neither of us can remember the name. Except Stephen likes to call it Rumpelstiltskin. I had purple hair so he thought I was "wild" and he was an RM so I thought he was awkward. Like i said it was a disastrous first date.

I went home to the GORGEOUS state of Oregon for my brothers wedding and really thought nothing of him. Just another Provo Blind Date. When I got back to Utah he was roommates with Ryan and I was roommates with Jen naturally we spent a bit of time together. There was the one day we all decided to tie dye. Jen Ryan I and Eric were going to meet Jolley (as everyone else besides me and Stephens family calls him) at the to get supplies. We took Eric's shiny black Mustang convertible on a crazy drive through Provo into Orem. I had been in a serious accident earlier that year and was thoroughly scared out of my mind from this thrill ride. That day Jolley became my night in shining armor by telling me I could get a ride back into Provo with him. I think that is where my crush began. A little one, nothing significant that's for sure because at the time I was completely smitten with another older and wiser man. likely too old for me too. I was still a Beehive (our churches equivalent to a 12-13 year old girl) when this man went on his mission. The more I got to know Stephen tho the less smitten with the much older and wiser one and the more I grew to care for Mr Stephen Jolley, but that was after quite a while. We both found out that we really don't like PDA. Jen and Ryan were the kind of couple who liked to stare fondly into each others eyes and whisper sweet nothings into each others ears. GAG ME! "Wanna go do something else?" The Knight said to me one day. "YES PLEASE!"

And we went on our first REAL date.

I didn't realize at the time that it was a date. I don't think he did either. He asked me what I wanted to do, and I wanted to go on a walk. It was a pretty day at the end of may and very warm so I thought it was appropriate. We hoped into his car which I found odd. We were just going on a walk. Couldn't we just walk around town?Apparently not. We drove for what seemed like forever until we stopped on the side of a mountain 2 cities north of Provo. (But its really not hard to do that when you are in Utah County. I really think that they should just call Orem and Provo Provem, considering there is really no physical distinction between the two city's except a very slight hill.) This wasn't going to be a walk. This was a hike. UGH. I cant quite explain the feelings I used to have about hikes. I had to hike up my hill to get to my house every day from kindergarten until I was a sophomore in high school. I didn't like walking up hill. It makes me sweaty smelly and I just look stupid doing it. That and the only real hike I had ever been on before was up a huge mountain in girls camp that I swore to myself I would never do again. I tried to make and excuse, I was wearing sandals. He thwarted that excuse saying had and extra pair of flip flops in his car the he could wear just to make it fair. So we started our ascent. I tried so hard to hold in the feeling that I was going to die of embarrassment. We were close to the top of our hike and I decided to tell Stephen I was a wimp and couldn't make it any further.

And that is how we began

I love my husband. I can honestly say that he is my best friend. I'd rather go with him to the tropical islands of Hawaii than with Heath Ledger (Rest in Peace). Now I say that's love!

I would keep writing about my Stephen Ray but I am going to go work out in the morning and I need some sleep.
I LOVE STEPHEN JOLLEY