Life as a Keele

In light of deleting my facebook forever, i decided it was time to start a blog.  I've always thought you had to have a baby to start a blog.  I figured in the last year and a half i have married one and purchased another so i think i am approved to Blog.  Romo is Jesse's puppy, i say that because i don't take care of him.  Jesse has taken the roll of mommy when it comes to Romo, and the two of them couldn't be happier.

Romo the Mastiff

the adoring mommy and the wrinkly Romo



You could say Jesse and i were childhood sweethearts.  Jesse and his ginger friend Russell were the little neighbor boys.  I'm not a cougar, i can't help it Jesse has always looked 5-10 years older (depending on the beard) I was a girl, I was older, and I was certainly cooler.  I was a hot commodity at the ripe age of 5.  Jess made up some story about sharing a hammock, (really Jess, you were 4!) but he says he's loved me ever since the alleged hammock sharing.  16 years later, when out of the blue, The Big Guy requested my friendship (through a site recently deleted from my life) and we've talked everyday since.

We were married on 9/9/09 at 9am in the Manti, UT temple.  (not only is the date perfect, Jesse will NEVER have an excuse to forget our anniversary)

After a few receptions and a very long week, we spent the night in the Albuquerque airport so we could catch our flight to Canada.  Jesse dib'sed the only bench we could find since 'he is a big guy', and i curled up on our bags and tried to catch a few z's. We landed in Canada and were on our way to The Last Frontier. (alaska) It was the only place Jesse and I could both agree on, and we had a blast.  Between all the room service Jesse could handle and the perfect weather, we couldn't have picked a better place. 

yes, thats about 6 meals worth of food for breakfast

Itinerating over waffles

the 49'ers game, The Big Guy mistakingly told me this was the best part of the honeymoon

Jesse looks more like a Mountain Man than the stars of the show

1 day shy of our 3 month anniversary, Jesse was shipped off to spend some time with Uncle Sam.  I like to refer to this as the dark days.  The first 9 weeks i wrote a letter to him everyday only to hear from him for 30 minutes on Saturdays.  It was not a pretty time.  Luckily i had a padded depression fund that carried me through while he was gone.  He came home 6 months later and 50 lbs lighter to a wife extremely excited to feel married again.



Yep, thats him, front and center.  He was the lucky one to be called Dorm Chief.  He got to do the push-ups for the weaklings, and boss everyone around, he learned well

We moved to Ephraim shortly after he got home and thats where we've been ever since.  Jesse is a full time student and is hoping to get into the nursing program here in the fall, and i am known to introduce myself as a 'sugar momma'...  It's a title i have learned to love, and I know as soon as Jesse graduates i'm never working a day again.  Needless to say, we will be country kids for the next few years.  We recently purchased an ADORABLE 100 year old home that i am extatic about fixing up and making our own.  Between school, work, Romo, Jesse, and life we are extemely busy and are loving life......