Hehehe...

I found these in my photobucket album, and I thought they should be shared.

Matt, soon after I met him, took a day trip with friends to Utah to get Kung Pow the movie, and Jamba Juice. This is a picture that I found of him from that trip.




Hehehe, it has been almost a year since I saw the praying mantis for the first time...




4th of July, right before we got engaged.





My mental image of Niel (this and the spider Sue made for me)

Matt needs more sleep.

Matt stayed up too late (again) last night. He went to bed at 3:20 am, and when I got him up at 8, he said he wanted to stay home and sleep. I stopped back at 10 between classes, and went in to the bedroom. His eyes were open, and he smiled when he saw me. Then he said "I missed... the generic tattoos." I laughed a little bit and said "What?". He said "Never mind, I'm sleep talking." I cuddled up next to him, but he was already asleep again.

Cowboys vs. Hicks

Cowboys: Get up at 3 am to feed their cows and give them all baths and move a couple tons of hay around before driving 30 minutes to school in their truck that they saved up and paid for on their 16th birthday. They are normally very good students, know what it is to work hard, and work hard in every aspect of their life. They can dress up nice and normal when they want to, and apply for every scholarship known to mankind. They're very involved in FFA, but I won't hold that against them.

Hicks: Have been drinking since they were about 10. Normally alchoholic parents. They live in trailers in the country, wear Wranglers that are way too tight all the time, and skip most of school to drink the cheapest beer they can find (provided by the friendly neighborhood drunk adult who doesn't care). They drive the beaterest of beater cars, which normally come from the pile of dead, abandoned and rusted cars lying around their house. They also chew tobacco and spit it in the corners of the hallways at school.