I've been happy lately, and not just because of that important event to take place on September 25th. My heart is bursting with a lot of joy and love, and I think I'll take the time to share a few of the reasons why.
I appreciate it when people do unexpected nice things for me. Sadie wrote me one of the nicest letters I've ever received. It means so much to know that I am making a difference in her life. I love spending time with my sister. I am so glad that we can become closer as she gets older. We are finding that we have a lot in common lately.
Garrett has also been finding simple ways to surprise me on a regular basis. Sometimes he'll just come up to me with a bottle of lotion and ask to rub my feet.
Even here at my internship I got a nice surprise. Chris Vanocur actually did bring me a cupcake! I was so surprised. I also found out that my blog has been featured on other websites, and was a big hit here at the studio.
I'm very happy with my life. I'm excited to find out what the future holds.
Sorry there are no pictures on this blog post. My computer crashed, and I'm writing this from my internship computer. But I did want to share my fantastic day with at least my mom, who I know will be reading this. Thanks mom.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
The Proposal
Alright everyone, this is how it all went down.
I had just arrived home from Arizona, so of course I looked like I'd been traveling (no make up, dirty clothes, etc.) He picked me up from the airport and dropped Baylee and T.J. off at my house.
Somehow I asked him something along the lines of, "when are you going to propose?" He just smiled and said I don't know.
So we headed over to his house to "eat dinner with his parents." I was a little confused when we got there and his parents had already eaten, but I didn't think much of it, because we did have some of their leftovers.
It was pretty stormy that day, and since we both very much like thunderstorms he asked me, "Would you like to drive somewhere to watch the storm?" I thought that would be fun.
He started driving and we ended up at Little Cottonwood Canyon. I noticed that this was a spot where the sun was shining and there was no rain. But, again, I didn't really think much of it, because I'm always down for a walk in the mountains.
We pulled over at a trail and started to walk a little way until we got to a river. The river was full and fast because of the storm and it was an absolutely beautiful spot.
We talked for a little bit, and Garrett pulled out the blanket he'd been carrying and said, "Well I thought I'd give you one of your birthday presents a little early." Out of the blanket he pulled this book.
I thought it was so sweet that he put together this book for me. I looked through a few pages...
And then I turned to the last page...
I don't really remember everything after that, I was too excited. Somewhere in there he got down on one knee, I said ABSOLUTELY and then we were kissing. Whew!
P.S. Garrett: I love you
Next story: The First Kiss
I had just arrived home from Arizona, so of course I looked like I'd been traveling (no make up, dirty clothes, etc.) He picked me up from the airport and dropped Baylee and T.J. off at my house.
Somehow I asked him something along the lines of, "when are you going to propose?" He just smiled and said I don't know.
So we headed over to his house to "eat dinner with his parents." I was a little confused when we got there and his parents had already eaten, but I didn't think much of it, because we did have some of their leftovers.
It was pretty stormy that day, and since we both very much like thunderstorms he asked me, "Would you like to drive somewhere to watch the storm?" I thought that would be fun.
He started driving and we ended up at Little Cottonwood Canyon. I noticed that this was a spot where the sun was shining and there was no rain. But, again, I didn't really think much of it, because I'm always down for a walk in the mountains.
We pulled over at a trail and started to walk a little way until we got to a river. The river was full and fast because of the storm and it was an absolutely beautiful spot.
We talked for a little bit, and Garrett pulled out the blanket he'd been carrying and said, "Well I thought I'd give you one of your birthday presents a little early." Out of the blanket he pulled this book.
I thought it was so sweet that he put together this book for me. I looked through a few pages...
And then I turned to the last page...
I don't really remember everything after that, I was too excited. Somewhere in there he got down on one knee, I said ABSOLUTELY and then we were kissing. Whew!
P.S. Garrett: I love you
Next story: The First Kiss
Monday, June 15, 2009
BIG NEWS!
Looks like I'll be getting married soon! I'm a pretty lucky girl to have found a guy like Garrett Glissmeyer. I'm very excited.
Keep watching the blog for stories about the proposal, funny stories about us, and of course, the epic tale of how we met.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Something Nice...
At my internship I went out with one of the reporters to watch her do a story. Afterwards, she wrote something about the interns on her blog. She later informed me that the intern she was referring to in this entry, about asking questions, was me! Well, I was thrilled that she had so many nice things to say. It made my day. Here's what she said,
Every semester our newsroom sees a new set of interns. Sometimes the pickings are slim and we get only one or two, but this semester is a different story. We have a TON of young, eager, fresh-faced students begging to pull file tape, post our web stories, and shadow reporters for a glimpse of a day “in the field.” I’ve spent time with dozens and dozens of these interns. Most of the time they’re crammed in the back seat of our news cars or riding backwards (if the seat doesn’t swivel forward) in our live trucks. Trust me, it’s not glamorous. But then again, it’s not supposed to be. I’ve noticed that many of the interns I’ve spent the day with talk to me about their personal lives and ask me about my personal life. I don’t mind listening or answering a few select questions. Maybe it’s because they’re comfortable with me? Feel I’m assessable and easy to talk to? Not sure.Just last week, however, I was out with one of our news interns who didn’t ask me anything that wasn’t relevant to my job, career path, and what she needed to do to get hers underway. I couldn’t help but smile because she reminded me of myself during my internships. If there was any way possible, I would have jumped into the reporter’s brain so I could know his / her every thought, then I would have compared them to mine to see if I was even in the same ballpark. Do you have a certain strategy for how you ask your questions? I saw you taking notes during the interview, what did you write down? We’re still in the field, are you already thinking of how the story will be written? These were just a few of her questions, but it showed me that she was taking her internship seriously, that she wanted to walk out of the newsroom at the end of however many weeks and know she got something good out of it. To all the interns, I say to you – no question is a stupid one. If you ask the right questions there’s a good chance you’ll get more out of this newsroom than any classroom.
Copyright 2009 Newport Television LLC All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, or redistributed.
Every semester our newsroom sees a new set of interns. Sometimes the pickings are slim and we get only one or two, but this semester is a different story. We have a TON of young, eager, fresh-faced students begging to pull file tape, post our web stories, and shadow reporters for a glimpse of a day “in the field.” I’ve spent time with dozens and dozens of these interns. Most of the time they’re crammed in the back seat of our news cars or riding backwards (if the seat doesn’t swivel forward) in our live trucks. Trust me, it’s not glamorous. But then again, it’s not supposed to be. I’ve noticed that many of the interns I’ve spent the day with talk to me about their personal lives and ask me about my personal life. I don’t mind listening or answering a few select questions. Maybe it’s because they’re comfortable with me? Feel I’m assessable and easy to talk to? Not sure.Just last week, however, I was out with one of our news interns who didn’t ask me anything that wasn’t relevant to my job, career path, and what she needed to do to get hers underway. I couldn’t help but smile because she reminded me of myself during my internships. If there was any way possible, I would have jumped into the reporter’s brain so I could know his / her every thought, then I would have compared them to mine to see if I was even in the same ballpark. Do you have a certain strategy for how you ask your questions? I saw you taking notes during the interview, what did you write down? We’re still in the field, are you already thinking of how the story will be written? These were just a few of her questions, but it showed me that she was taking her internship seriously, that she wanted to walk out of the newsroom at the end of however many weeks and know she got something good out of it. To all the interns, I say to you – no question is a stupid one. If you ask the right questions there’s a good chance you’ll get more out of this newsroom than any classroom.
Copyright 2009 Newport Television LLC All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, or redistributed.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Happy Tenth!
To my baby sister. You are a way cool/smart girl and I love doing things with you. You always make me smile and you are never afraid to speak your mind. I've enjoyed watching you grow and can't wait to see what your NEXT ten years have in store.
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