My dad outside of the church.
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My eyes are shut...oops!
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My bridesmaids, Shauna and Carie, My Dad, and my nephew Devilyn.
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My sister Carie and I under the arch before getting ready.
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From left to right: Kim (a chick I've known since I was a little kid, and who now apparently has breast implants), Shauna ( my sisters best friend), Dad, Carie (my 19 year old sister)
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A quick pic my dad took with his digital camera...we don't have our professional photos back just yet!
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I am now officially Mrs. Chunk! A lot has happened since I left, I don't even know where to begin.
We left Illinois on June 12th and started our caravan to Colorado. Chunk and I in our van, the kids and ex in laws in a Suburban following us. It's a 14 hour drive out there, and we had a lot of long stops so we were kind of speeding to make up the difference. Actually, it was my ex mother in law who was the speed demon, and we were trying to keep up most of the way. About 10 minutes from the Colorado border, in Goodland Kansas, a police officer did the coolest trick I've ever seen. He pulled 2 cars over at once. Us, and The speed demon. We both got tickets. Chunk's first ticket ever too. Hehe. I found the whole thing rather amusing, aside from the fact we'd have to fork over $125.
We made it to Broomfield and the kids, Chunk and I stayed at his parents house for a few days before heading down to Colorado Springs to stay with my little sister Carie. We had a lot of fun. We got married on Saturday, June 19th in Broomfield at the LDS church building. We were married in the chapel. I was excited because I had heard a rumor that marriages were no longer allowed in the chapel and had to be done in the relief society room. We had a very short ceremony. I am going to type out the vows we said tonight after children go to sleep. We had a lovely reception and then we headed to a bed and breakfast in Arvada Colorado for the night. The next day Chunk and I headed to Utah for our honeymoon. We drove to Moab first, and stayed the night there. We went to Deadhorse Point and peered over the edge. It was freaky. The next day we hiked around the Arches National Park. I never realized how much of a desert Utah is. It's really hot and dry and there is lots of red dirt everywhere. The Arches were beautiful, and I took a bazillion pictures of all of this stuff, I just need to get them all developed.
After Moab we headed to Cedar City for the night. We met up with one of our chat buddies, Brent. He is 6'8". He had to duck to get into our hotel room. We shared our wedding cake we brought on our journey with him and took pictures. It was really cool getting to meet him. We didn't do anything else in Cedar besides hanging out with Brent.
We traveled to Salt Lake City to do some sightseeing. We went to Temple Square and saw the movie "Testaments" in the Joseph Smith Memorial Building. It was so awesome, and it made us both cry. We met one of our other chat buddies Karin, and her husband Ron. On our second day in SLC we had lunch and dinner with them. They were very hospitable and it was a blast chatting with them in person. We went to Temple Square again that day and also the ZCMI Center. I got my first CTR ring and squealed like a little girl. I was bummed that I couldn't find a pink one in my size anywhere. At Deseret Book they told me the manufacturer stopped making them. Shucks. On our Third and final day in SLC we met up with chunk's cousin Roger and his wife Carrie. They have a new baby named Mikaela. We had a great time with them walking around Temple Square and the Conference Center. That night we had the pleasure off hearing the Mormon Tabernacle Choir practice in the tabernacle. It was so beautiful. Chunk and Roger had a good time reminiscing and being rowdy. It was really cute.
We started our journey back to Colorado and we stayed there 2 more nights before heading back to dreaded Decatur. I want to move out west so bad. We really loved Utah and Colorado so much. We got home Monday around 2 am. Today Chunk's parents are due to arrive with the rest of our wedding gifts and miscellaneous stuff. We made out like bandits with wedding gifts. We treated ourselves like Kings on our honeymoon too. Thanks to all those who pitched in on the chatroom gift!! And Noelle, you signed our card sooooooo cute and creatively, we loved it! I think that's all. I wanted to summarize everything while I had the chance. We'll have company for the next few days so I won't have a chance to blog again just yet. I will try to post a couple of pics real fast...don't kill me if I don't get the chance too. Love you all!!!!

Well there are now LESS than 2 weeks before my wedding. WHOO-HOOO! I am getting really antsy and excited over the wait. It's so close, but it seems so far away still.

I'm sitting here this lovely Sunday morning eating a bag of Andy Capps Hot Fries. I love these snacks so much. So does Chunk. We like them so much that he ordered a box of them from the internet because they are difficult to find in stores. I will tell you where I recently discovered them....The Kroger in Brentwood village. They are in the chip aisle on the bottom shelf, go get some!! hey are so awesome, but don't eat them if you don't enjoy spicy-hot food. I had searched both Wal-marts, 2 Krogers and every gas station in town for them, and could not find them. Yesterday I decided to take the kids grocery shopping, and I chose the Brentwood village kroger because I knew they had a nifty racecar shopping cart for both my kids to sit in. My objective was to get in and out of there only purchasing the things on my list, but I saw those golden sticks of spicy corn from the bottom shelf and they were beckoning me like a siren. I couldn't escape, so I bought 5 bags. I have eaten 2 of those bags since 4 o clock yesterday. Eeeeeeep, let's all hope I can still fit into that wedding dress come Monday morning when I try it on for the final time before the wedding.

My ex in laws are acting up again, they are making it very very difficult for me to want to be a part of their family. They are rude and inconsiderate of my feelings, and they gossip lies about me all of the time, and I don't know how much longer I can smile and be nice and kind to them despite the way they treat me. I don't even live in their house anymore, but they still have me come and do projects for them, like cutting down a 10 foot hedge by hand with a pruner on Friday. I also helped them paint the house I no longer live in, so that my ex husband would have a nice house to stay in when he had the kids last week. The really messsed up part is, right before I moved out, they put up for sale signs in front of the house without telling me. I had no warning whatsoever, just one morning these for sale signs were out in front of the house I lived in. The house they promised I could live in until I finished college. After I moved out...They took the for sale signs down and Shelley, my ex-mother-in-law, moved right into the house I had been living in. She's redecorated the whole thing, and I guess she is going to live there permanently. Nice scam, put for sale signs up and act like you're selling the house to get me to move out so your daughter can move in and your greatgrandkids have to stay in a 2 bedroom apartment now. Good trick, I found it so crafty. Evil is probably a better term for it. I know they read this journal, and that is why I hesitate to post further details about things. They have a history of spying on me via the internet,. And they finally admitted to it last November, they claimed they were sorry blah blah blah, but I know they still do it. I can't divulge how I know, but I am 100% certain they still do.

So, hi everyone in my ex husbands family. I hope you're enjoying my journal.

I really wonder if I have "doormat" written across my forehead sometimes.
Friday night, I stayed over at my old house really late talking with my ex sister in law. We were having a lot of fun and I didn't want to leave yet. My kids ended up falling asleep over there, and around 1 am I decided to go home, I told Abbey (ex Sis in law) to call me early as soon as Bubba woke up. Well turns out, my ex mother in law sneakily woke up super early before Abbey or Bubba and took Hollie to Champaign with her without asking anyone. Champaign is a good 45 minutes to an hour away, and this woman did not ask my permission or tell a soul that she was taking Hollie with her. She should count her lucky stars tat I didn't press kidnapping charges against her. You do NOT take someone's child to another city without the mothers permission. How stupid can she be? Her own daughter who lives in the same house as she does didn't even know she had taken my daughter there. She didn't bring her back until 4 pm. I was extremely pissed, but again, I remained cool and collected and was kind to them as usual. I was supposed to stay over for dinner, but as soon as they got in the car to run to the store for something, I took my kids and left, and I have no intention of going back over there again. They have no right to treat me the way they do and disrespect me around my own children. I will hang out with Abbey still, but there is no way in hell I am going to hang out with her mom or grandmother anymore. It will be really hard on my kids, because they LOVE their Guh and Nana (great-grandma and grandma), but I feel like I have no choice. There are so many horrible things they have done that I could list, but it's not worth my energy. I am done.

Today I was going to go to Singles Ward in Champaign with Abbey so she wouldn't feel awkward about being in a new church alone, but apparently her family has a problem with that too. Abbey's mom was going to let her borrow her Suburban for the drive up to Champaign, but last night Shelley (my ex mother in law) made this new rule that Abbey isn't allowed to drive it when other people are in the car (me). So I don't even know if Abbey is going to church now. I am going to my regular ward at 12:20, if she wants to come with me she can. I can't believe another gripe about my ex in laws snuck in here. I have to let one more thing out...I invited them to my wedding, and they said they would be there for sure, and that they are driving out a few days beforehand. Well last night Abbey told me they said they aren't coming now. They never said a word to me about coming, so now Abbey doesn't have a ride to Colorado and she can't come to my wedding. It's such bullcrap. I really hope they are reading this...That way they can know how I really feel instead of seeing me smile as I do their slave-work. I am a person, I have feelings and everything you say and do affects me. I won't allow myself to be used anymore, that's what my ex husband did to me and I will be damned if I let his MOM and GRANDMA do the same thing.
I am done with my rant, but it didn't make me feel any better.
I love you all! (unless you're an ex, then you can change love to "despise")

You're My Little Pony!! Sweet and innocent and
happy, you make people want to spew burrito
chunks. Even a Care Bear could kick your ass.


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Another view of Bubba's head. All those curls are gone!
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Bubba's New Haircut!!
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Today I went swimming. I slathered my children in 40 spf sunblock, got everyone dressed and ready and headed to the pool in out apartment complex. Shuffling the kids in and out of the car and into the building, up the stairs, and out the sliding glass doors to the pool was such a workout that I had forgotten to put sunblock on myself. In all honesty, I kind of wanted to get a tan. I thought, "a little tan won't hurt, It will look good in the wedding pictures". For those of you who know me well, you already know I have a profound fear of the sun, and getting skin cancer, and have often avoided it at all costs. During the summers I am a sunblock fiend so today was very uncharacteristic of me. And I paid dearly.
I am now sporting red shoulders and a very shiny nose, and if you ever saw it, you could even say it glows. I am cranky because of my sunburn. I no longer care if I am tan in my wedding pictures. I am never forgetting the sunblock again. I had totally forgotten what a burn feels like. The last time I got a sunburn was about 2.5 years ago. It wasn't really a sunburn, it was a tanning bed burn. When Charley was in basic training for the Air Force, I was a very bored, and very lonely wife with too much time and extra money on her hands. I bought a tanning membership at the beauty shop I used to get my hair cut at. One day I decided to try my new membership out and I requested a bed for fifteen minutes. The girl at the desk said I should probably only stay in for 10, but I didn't listen. I figured that because I grew up in California, my dad is Hispanic, and I had never really ever burned before, that I could get away with the extra five minutes. Boy was I wrong. I peeled for days. This burn isn't as bad as that one, and it's only on my shoulders and nose. The tanning bed burn was on my entire body. It was horrible. I never tanned again, and to this day I still have 4 tans left at that beauty salon. I don't ever plan on using them either.
This evening I took Bubba in for his first haircut. His father was supposed to take him while he had the kids all last week but he didn't. So I took him because I am sick of my child having a mullet. We went to Mastercuts in the Hickory Point Mall, and there was only a 5 minute wait. The hairdresser put a booster chair in the seat and I tried to sit him in it but he immediately arched his back and started flailing. I call this Spaghetti Syndrome. You know, when your child arches their back, throws a fit, then goes limp. So I had to sit in the chair with him on my lap. He was not cooperating with the woman. He was writhing around and screaming. I finally just took hold of his forehead and chin and held him in a vice grip while the poor girl tried to buzz the back of his head. The top was easier, she handled his wriggling well when she was using the scissors. Hollie was distraught that her baby brother was crying in fear as this lady was buzzing him down and I was holding him in my death grip restraint. She kept yelling, "That's MY bubba!!!". In the end it turned out adorable. He doesn't look like mullet-baby anymore, now he looks like a little man. He was walking down the mall like a stud as we made our way out to the car. He was puffing his chest out and smiling and gawking at any glimpse of a reflection he saw of himself. I saved a lock of his hair. I am one of those obsessive kind of mothers who save everything. I even still have his umbilical cord stump, isn't that gross? Hehe, I don't really think it is.
I think I shall take my tired and cranky burnt self to bed now. I wanted to post since I've been trying to cheat by posting pictures. Plus, I needed to write something. I love writing so dearly, and I am scared if I don't use my English skills that I will lose them forever. B-dee-ba-deeb-deeeeba-de, That's All Folks.