this was horrible.

Something horrible happened today. When I am not infuriated about it, I will spill the beans. I'll try not to curse. wish me luck. Until then, I'll talk about things that make me happy.

Pre wedding workouts and pampering have begun. 

no more zits on this face. 

this candle was eighty cents at hobby lobby.

it was a good decision.

Tyson got me this perfume for valentines day. 

Its my favorite, and my third bottle.

oops. 

he knows me well.

Even on bad days there are lots of good things to be happy about. 

I am surrounded by lovely things.

battle of the sexes. but really.

If you are looking for quality entertainment and killer abs I suggest the university Golds Gym. I have a love hate relationship with this location. Watching all the girls pretend to work out while stalking their next victim with perfectly ratted poneytailed hair, earings and sparkly lip gloss makes me laugh. I cant help it, it's entertaining. However I could do with out the overly roided sexually frustrated boys who wander around picking up a weight every ten minutes, it makes me feel uncomfortable.  

the gym is for working out people. not speed dating. 

winner winner salmon dinner.

I have a thing for nice guys who can cook. so naturally my soon to be husband is my first and only pick. will you be my valentine? // it was valentines day i had to say it at some point // first he showed up with flowers and chocolates at my work. then he cooked me a very romantic very delicious candle lit dinner. he then handed me a box wrapped in red and white with red ribbon. // he can wrap presents better than i can. win // my favorite perfume lotion and body wash, Daisy by Marc Jacobs. he landed himself a very red kiss. he swept me off to the movies then we came home and talked. talking and laughing, that's what we do best. He gave me a kiss, an I love you and went home. the best part is, that was the last valentines day that I have to watch him leave. next year the night will end a lot better, you know, cuddling till we fall asleep.

endow-ow-owments & some kissing.

I go through the temple in 3 weeks and 3 days. I'm fuhhreeeking out. but seriously I am. There is something scary about not knowing what to expect. At the same time it is going to be fantastic, I have no doubt that it will make me cry. Waterproof mascara? check.

if you follow me on insta //@hallahharmon// you'll know that i got my engagements done a bit over a week ago. it was a party. really though it was. our photographer is lovely and the best you could ask for. some of you may follow her on her blog here. yo chels, you rock. here are some of my favorites:

// http://chelsieclarkephotography.blogspot.com //

//ow ow//

what have you people done to me.

all I hear is target this, and target that.  so naturally, I had to see what all the chatter was about. 

all you lovely people have now gotten me addicted. 

thanks a lot. //like I actually needed one more place to spend money//

five reasons I vote Target instead of Walmart.

1: the store is clean. actually clean.

2: if I ask an employee where something is, they know. {imagine that}

3: they have an array of cute clothes.

4: they are organized and tidy. I like tidy.

5: I can go there at 3 am and not feel like I am going to get kidnapped. 

thanks Target for my lovely green polkadot sweater. 

I have worn it two days in a row now.

its cozy and makes me happy.

wa wa wa walking dead: break down.

You know ladies //and gents// I am a walking dead fan. I mean I am all for the bachelor, but I like guts and gore more than kissing and crying. Don't get me wrong, Tierra and her craziness makes me squirm with anxiety but I like her in a weird way.  The weird way that I want to slap the normal into her and the crazy out of her but at the same time if she went home I would miss her crazy lady eye brows and faking her death at every corner.

Merle: Die already. no one likes you.

Andrea: You bug me. bad. you create so much trouble. but you also calmed the psycho people, so props to you.

Daryl: You and your cross bow. I get the whole blood thing, but who just punched you in the face and is past super disgusting.

Maggie: Girl, do yo thang. you are tough. we like tough.

beth: you're sweet. too sweet. I feel a death in your future. sorry girl.

Carol: I like you. you are real. and smart. I wish you would mack with Daryl already. You totally would tell Ed to eat it if  he walked back in.

Glenn: You are somethin else. In a good way. I mean where did these muscles come from? and you are starting to yell at rick. I like that, he needs it.

Michonne: Rick is crazy. Don't worry he won't kick you out, you're too good with those swords of yours. get some sleep.

Carl: you are still a mother killer. I haven't gotten over it yet. 

Hershel: You are the Gandalf of the group. you are so wise, yet no one wants to listen to you. hmm.

Rick: You freak me out. seriously freak me out. you are all over the place and I feel like you are going to snap.

The Governor: you are INSANE. and you just became evil x10. you're creepiness makes me feel uncomfortable.

//Lori: your ghost face looked walkerish.//

hey mr. landlord, my name isn't hannah.

holly, hannah, hailey 

Either he is:

1: dyslexic

2: or he refuses to believe that the name is, in fact, hallah.

the second seems more likely. I mean this is utah, we tend to stick with the more basic names. 

but then there is me. half black & named hallah.  

people are like "haaaalllllaaaaahhh. hallah back & hallah hallah.  girl you from the hood?"

and me, in my high ponytail, bright lipstick, and floral cardigan all calm and collected//from the hood// says "no, no i am not".

//but if I was from the hood and didn't have this lipstick on you maybe, most likely, would have been slapped  in the face//

19 years of having this name, the jokes may be getting old people.
i would love to hear the new material. 

Three things I love about my house:

1: it's quite with no neighbors on the other side of the wall.

2: i can jump up and down when im happy and slam doors when i am mad. without the fear of rattling the neighbors shelves.

3: its going to be our house in 2 1/2 months. //this one is my favorite//

when in doubt, close your snout.

you can count on me to put my foot in the mouth. I guess I missed this lesson. In case there are any others out there like myself, I will give you my // and the worlds // advice now. Do not, under any circumstances, mix up the words tentacles and testicles. this isn't a palm to face kind of moment. this is a sit in a corner and melt kind of moment. there is no coming back from this one. this i will guarantee. being made fun of till i die? check.

Here is the low down:

once I got stung by a jelly fish. I told the stranger lady on the boat that the jelly fish wrapped its testicles around me. entertainment for the rest of her life? I think so. seeing that this story was told a day ago // five years later // to the future in-laws, I think it is safe to say I will never live it down. 

tentacles. not testicles.

because i finally became technologically savy

I spent a couple hours tonight trying to figure this out. after banging my fists steering clear of profanity and a couple kisses from the man, I finally did it. thanks to this girl for her help on giving me some tutorials, we all came out alive. so thank you Jessica, you're a winner. // her blog is fantastic, you should take a peek //.

here are the buttons:

If you have a button, let me know. Because right now I am button happy and i'd love to place it on my blog.

you guys are great. 

let me read you.

// @hallahharmon //

I want to read a book. not a tweener sappy "i'll die if If you dont love me" kind of book. But a real book. Written by a sophisticated person with sophisticated thoughts with words that are hard for me to pronounce. I want to read a book that will teach me how to be a wife help me know that marriage isn't a walk in central park. I want to read a murder mystery with a twisted plot and an unexpected ending. I just want to read. If you have a list of good reads please share. I will except them with open arms.

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