wedding

I love these wedding colors. So bright and happy.

Speaking of weddings, here is what’s in the works:

I’m so happy to have my venue finally picked out and solidified. SO. HAPPY. I’ve been really stressed out over this whole process and that was the biggest weight on my shoulders. I’m finally excited and ready.

Clint and I have been going to premarital counciling. I was pretty nervous about this before we started. I was just so ready to answer some question wrong and be told that we were the worst couple ever and shouldn’t get married. To our surprise, after taking some lengthy tests, Father Gary (the guy marrying us/my dad’s bestie) informed us that we added up to be the most compatible couple he has ever counciled. YAY! Maybe we’ll make it after all! Now about that snoring problem though…

Some of my friends have a wedding shower and bachlorette party in the mix, and right when I’m thinking that it’s pretty far out to be planning something like that, I flip only a few pages into my planner beforeI am blatantly greeted by “THE BIG DAY” boldly scribbled and circled on that Saturday box. Wow. 4 months. Crunch time.

Now it’s time to look for the perfect pair of shoes to wear. A pair of flats, definitely, so I don’t look my groom eye to eye. For some reason, I feel like a pair of wedding shoes are just as important as the dress. They don’t have to be expensive, but I want them to be carefully decided on.

We have our apartment in Austin. It’s a two-bedroom apartment that’s small and cozy with a fire place. For some reason, this is my favorite detail, and I always manage to slip it in that we get a fireplace within the first few sentences of telling someone about my future life. “Ya, we’re getting married July 30th… and then we get a FIRE PLACE!” It is on the 3rd floor and over looks a heavily wooded canyon, and a balcony that juts right out into it. That’s what I love about Austin. We’re 5 minutes from down town, and we still get to live on the edge of a canyon. I regularly fanatisize about having a cup of hot tea out on that balcony. Mmm.

And flowers, SHEESH. I’d sooner pick dandelions than pay half my budget on the basic floral needs of a wedding. At least they would match the color scheme?

 I used to think that people were always really excited about your wedding when got engaged, but they aren’t, so I’ll spare you all the tedious details.  But all I’m saying is, I’m super excited about becoming a Hanna.

spring break

The president of my sorority/my roomate turned 22, and we went out to a lovely restraunt to celebrate.

Me and a few of my roommates.

For Spring Break, Clint and I spent a few days in Austin. We just missed it too much.

 

I may or may not be addicted to guns after this experience. No one is safe now.

 

 

 

Recent happenings:

- Currently cleaning out my closet. Spring cleaning has a whole new meaning when it comes to my room. Oops.

- Clint and I signed for our new apartment that we will be moving into in August. It’s a 2 bedroom apt in a cute little woodsy area. It has a balcony that overlooks a canyon in Austin, and we even have a fire place! (Not that we’d even really need it, but it’s exciting just the same.)

- We have our venue for the wedding, and we’re just solidifying the details on decorations. Dress, photographer, and venue down. YES.

- Only 1 1/2 months left of school. It just flew by this semester.

 

stale bread and diet coke

A little peek into the recent events of my life:

Star wars pancakes Clint and I made.

And our new kitchen accessories.

Newest reading material.

And some random art I’ve been working on-

cross hatching

Watercolor on 18″x24″ matte board for a design project on abstract shape

Watercolor (just for fun). A quote found at a tea place that Clint and I love.

Contour drawing half way done (must be done without picking up your pen- except for the space that is in the middle of the watch- ie, the notches and clock hands)

Charcoal drawing on 28″x14″ of fabric. This was the first time for me to use charcoal, and it proved to be a very difficult art form, but I enjoyed trying.

I’ve been cranking out about 3 large art projects a week, and so I thought I’d give you a little sneak peak of some that I had to take pictures of to send my teacher on my Iphone. Next week is going to be hell academically, since it’s the last week before spring break, and it’s standard for teachers to kill you before any break so that you are left to simply catch up on lost sleep for the duration of your vacation time. Tomorrow I’m going to be spending my day at Barnes and Noble (as has become a habit of mine) and work on my social psychology paper along side my skinny vanilla latte.

Wedding plans have been coming along nicely, and I’ve been able to take a breather lately in that area. I still have yet to find bridesmaid dresses, but with every thing else seeming to piece together, I’m not too terribly rushed for that yet. I’ve been very thankful for all the support I’ve gotten from both families on the matter of matrimony, and I will just be happy to be married and living in Austin already.

Doing all this art has been incredibly amazing. I have found that most of what I’ve been doing lately isn’t what I’m strongest at, but that I love it all the same. Every day has been an intimidating event to me, and I’m thriving off the challenge of it. I feel as if school has turned into a test of skill that requires me to walk onto a chopping block 4 days a week as I am critiqued and compared to the inventiveness and skill of other students. And I love it. I have been pushed out of my comfort zone in so many ways, and this may be funny to say, but I believe that everyone has a deep passion in themselves that, unless satisfied or tapped into, facilitates in other things that create the illusion of passion. For example, I have always considered myself a very outgoing person. Time has shown myself to have a deep need to be involved in every club, social organization, help committee, student council, party planning… you name it, I’ve done it, and then some. For years, I’ve been bored out of my mind with classes that I would make A’s in, but had no real happiness out of, so I turned to friends and social activities to add excitement and purpose into my life. This was my illusionary life purpose. Ever since starting my art classes, I have found that my enticement with other people/events has dwindled dramatically. Frankly, I enjoy books and acrylic paint more than most people. I have found so much joy with creating and thinking and doing and planning and learning that I could care less who is decorating for the ball or what everyone is doing for the weekend. Hell, I didn’t even GO to the biggest social event of the semester simply because I wanted to stay home and draw, and I spend most nights creating art alone in the loft area of my house with the occasional visit with Clint that enables me to have my 1-2 real meals a week (I have learned to survive off of fiber one bars, apples, stale bread, and diet coke quite happily). *Sigh* I somehow always seem to get so deep in these things, and I just meant to quickly share some pictures with you. Well, at least you know I’m starving and happy, and that’s all that I could ever ask for.