Proposal!

**disclaimer - this very well may be the gushiest blog that I have ever written. Beware...**

If you haven't already guessed by the title... I AM ENGAGED!! After two years of friendship with Lucas, four months of wanting to date him, and one year of exclusively dating him, it has happened. :) I am completely and utterly in love with Lucas Duraccio, and I am exciting to spend the rest of eternity with him. He is everything that I could ever want in a man; he is kind, caring, funny, sweet, compassionate, athletic, musical, spiritual, intelligent, understanding, sensitive... and I know that he loves me unconditionally. There is something special in knowing that you can be completely yourself around somebody... that you can tell him anything, confess your deepest darkest corners to him, and be your dorky self in front of him. Agh, I love him!!!

OK, ok, on to the proposal story. :)

So, in the beginning of January Lucas and I went ring shopping together. I picked out my top 3 rings from a few jewelers, and told Lucas that he could pick (though he knew my very favorite, lol.) So for the last month I have just been waiting for the signs that he was going to propose. The sunday before he proposed, he told me that he was going to get my parents numbers from my phone eventually... well, later that Sunday, I was playing Zelda by myself in Lucas' apartment (he was talking to his parents in his bedroom) and all of the sudden I get a call from my mom.

Mom: "Why did Lucas just try calling me?"

Kara: ".............. mom, I don't think I'm supposed to know that."

Mom: "Why?.... oh crap! Is he there?"

(Lucas peeks his little head into the room.)

Kara : " .. .. . uh... "

Mom: "Ah! Don't tell him I told you, DON'T TELL HIM I TOLD YOU!"

Kara: "... uh, ok see you later!"

Lucas never suspected, MWAHAHAHA.

Later that week my dad called and spilled the beans. Bless Lucas' little heart, trying to keep this all from me while my family can't keep a secret. So from Sunday forward I was suspicious of everything Lucas did.

It's a tradition for Lucas and I to go on a real date at least once a week. So on Wednesday Lucas tells me

Lucas: "Oh, I have a date idea for this weekend! Let's go to this concert in Salt Lake."

Kara: (instantly suspicious.) "Oh, what is the concert?"

Lucas: "Um, it has violins and singing in it."

Kara: "OK."

Lucas: "We have to dress up fancy though.
Kara: (even more suspicious...) "Sounds great!"

So Saturday arrives, and I curl my hair and put on my witch dress. (It is black and purple and always reminds me of what a witch would wear.) Lucas came over, and he was looking as handsome as always. As you are probably aware, last Saturday was BEAUTIFUL (50 degrees is February? Yes please!) so just as Lucas and I are about to head up to Salt Lake City...

Lucas: "Hey... since it's such a nice day outside, why don't we go and enjoy it?"
Kara: "Ok! What do you want to do?"

Lucas: "I don't know, ... go to the park where we had our first kiss?"

Kara: INSTANT SUSPICION ONCE AGAIN. ".... sounds good to me!"

So we go to the park (little do I know that our friends Dawna, Sean, and Emily are watching/taking pictures of this whole event) and we walk around the park a few times. Eventually, we end up at the bench near where we had our first kiss.

We sit there for a while, kissing and saying sweet nothings to each other, when suddenly Lucas says, "Kara... what if I told you I loved you?

Kara: "Well, Bear (my nickname for Lucas has and forever will be bear) I would have to say that I love you too."

Lucas: "What if I told you... I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you?"

Kara: (so suspicious that I'm practically screaming) "well, I would say that I want to spend the rest of my life with you, too."

Lucas: "What if..." (Lucas gets down on one knee) "I got down on one knee..."

Kara: Pure excitement radiating through face

Lucas: "and what if... I took out this little box from my pocket..."

Kara: (Still saying nothing, but getting more and more excited.)

Lucas: "and what if... what if THIS WAS TOTALLY A FAKE PROPOSAL?" (Lucas opens ring box... and there is no ring.)

Kara: "wha...."

(notice how I am gently poking the box...)

Kara: (now realizing this is a prank and that engagement is not going to occur): "Gaaaaahhhhh!" (slaps Lucas and jumps up.)

Kara: "Are you serious right now?"

Lucas: "Hahahaha, I totally got you!"

(The following pictures show the fleeting emotions that I felt. Bummed - defeated - "you think you are so funny, don't you?" - "I forgive.")

Later that night, after taking me out to burgers to further throw me off from his real proposal, Lucas took me to the state capitol building. We found a secluded spot that overlooked all of Salt Lake City, including the Salt Lake Temple. We kissed, hugged a lot (it was kinda cold) and just talked until suddenly, Lucas was on one knee. At first, I kind of shouted "You better not be faking again..." Lucas just smiled, reached into his pocket, and pulled out the same box he had earlier. With a smile, Lucas said the words "Kara, will you marry me?" (At least, that is what I think he said... I kind of don't remember what he said that very moment.. my brain kind of just stopped.) All I could do was look at the ring box and say, "There is a ring in there...". Finally, I remembered that a response was kind of necessary in these sort of situations so...

I said yes.

We are to be sealed for time and all eternity on June 15th in the Bountiful Utah temple. If you are reading my blog... you are probably invited to the reception. :) I have never been more happy than I am right now.

I'm butter

Why the title? BECAUSE I AM ON A ROLL! A blogging roll, but a roll nonetheless.

I was just at Lucas' apartment watching "How I met your mother" when I should have been studying, and I started to fall asleep. I ended up on the floor completely passed out. Lucas and I had to both be back on campus at four - me, to do some research assisting with my lab partner, and him to go to Men's Chorus. But I, for the life of me, could not get off of that floor. Lucas kept trying to pick me up, but I kept "dead-body"ing him. Finally, FINALLY, I put on my boots and we were out the door.

We were both already running late at this point, but as we were walking up to campus Lucas ran into like... a thousand people he knew. So we stopped and had a convo with every single person. We are slowly making our way to our buildings and... what do you know... I get a text from my research partner. She. Isn't. Coming.

BLAH. So now I'm on campus, and I'm blogging instead of studying, which is almost worse than watching "How I met your mother" as far as procrastinating goes.

That's all. I guess I can go study now. :)

Pants, people, pants!

I hate, hate, HATE when girls wear leggings as pants. Especially when they aren't even wearing a long shirt.

That is all. :)

I mainly just wanted to say that I blogged two days in a row. GO ME!

GASP! Sleepwalking?

Hola, senor! :)

For your information, I am writing this blog out of pure procrastination of studying for an exam that I have to take tomorrow. And I haven't really studied for it. But as I was just about to settle down to study for my test (aka, lay on the couch) I thought, "you know what? You haven't written a blog in a while. You should do that instead." So here I am.

I don't even know if anyone reads my blog anymore, but I hear one of the biggest ways you can get rid of stress is by writing every day. And so I think, hey, why not write in my lovely blog? Even if no one does read it?

Today I learned how to strap somebody up to a machine that will monitor their body waves. It measures, like, everything, and it was a bit over my head, but it was cool. :) I also got to learn some interesting facts in my social psychology class about gender differences. Some researchers conducted a survey in New York City where they had their research assistants approach random strangers and simply ask, "Do you want to have sex with me tonight?" After recording all of their responses, it was found that 0-1% of women agreed to this question. However, a whopping 99% of men agreed to having sex with a complete stranger. Mind. Blown.

Overall, life is just really busy. I know that is all I ever talk about, so I'm going to try to not focus on that anymore. Readers, did you know that I have the tendency to sleep walk? And sleep talk? And sleep laugh and sleep smile and sleep look-people-in-the-eyes-and-freak-them-out?

Once, I woke up sitting on the edge of my bed with my phone in my hand.

Once, I woke up standing in front of the fridge.

Once, in the middle of the night, I rolled over and looked at my roommate and started laughing.

I have walked into my living multiple times, only to go back to bed later.

...... oh what the heck, I think it is time to tell my favorite sleep walking/talking story of all.

So I was over at my sisters house when I was about 16, and she wanted to watch the movie "Donny Darco" or whatever it's called. (Really good movie, by the way, I would recommend it if I knew what it was called.) It was just me, my sister, and her roommate Hannah. Right before we started the movie, I distinctly remember telling Ashley that she couldn't lay down on the couch because she was going to fall asleep. Ashley assured me that she wouldn't.

She did.

Fast. Like... within the first 15 minutes of it.

So me and Hannah, this roommate that I don't really know but kinda knew but not enough to not feel kinda awkward are watching this movie together. It gets to a part where the main male lead is just walking around, and my sister jolts into a sitting position and somewhat screams,

....

Now, for those of you who have seen this movie, you will know that there are no penguins. But my sister looked and was acting so awake, that both Hannah and I were waiting for the penguins to appear on the screen. Within seconds, my sister falls back onto the couch in a heap. Hannah and I started laughing, and I couldn't wait for my sister to regain consciousness to tell her this story. (It was extremely funny at the time.)

So, I waited until the movie was over, and then shook my sister awake. She sat up and looked at me, so I suspected she was awake. I proceeded to tell all about her penguin story and how she had been sleep talking. Hannah and I are laughing; meanwhile, Ashley looked something like this.

So.. I realize that Ashley, who normally would have laughed and asked "Did I really do that?", was still asleep. So I started tapping her on her forehead, pushing her around, until finally she shouted at me "I'M TIRED, KAR-UH!" This only resulted in Hannah and I laughing until we were drooling.

All of the sudden, Ashley (who was wearing a pink night-gown at the time) throws her night gown over her head and shouts, "OH GOOD, you didn't change me. I would have been PISSED if you had changed me." She looked something like this:

So, after much convincing that she hadn't been changed and that she really needed to go to bed, I finally got her tucked away into her bed. As I was tucking the blankets around her, Ashley looked up at me with the most concerned look on her face and asked me, "Kara........ what color are the socks?" Fighting back laughter I replied, "Purple, Ashley, the socks are purple." With that, Ashley's face beamed with happiness and she finally closed her eyes to go to sleep.

HAH! I did it! I wrote the sleep walking blog. It wasn't as good as I imagined it would be, but at least I attempted!

Enjoy life!