A day for dresses and dances

I thought it might be about time that I add some wedding pictures to our blog. I mean, we've only been married for almost two months. Okay, two months next Sunday. I can't believe it's been two months. In some ways, it feels like much longer and in others it seems like it was literally just a couple weeks ago. Okay, fine. It WAS just a matter of weeks ago. Work with me a little, here!

The following pictures were taken by Clair Williams of "Photo's by Clair." Check out her work on www.photosbyclair.blogspot.com.

With our parents. Craig's on the left (the ones he resembles) and mine on the right. (I am told I look like my mom.)

Everyone who was at the temple with us. I'll do my best. From left to right and back to front. Mark, Jenny & James Lyon, Elizabeth Rollins, Sarah, Alyssa & Matthew Lyon. Grandpa Merrill, Dad Peterson, Mom Peterson. Grandma Peterson & Grandpa Peterson. Craig & me. Dad & Mom Nasson. Mark & Jennifer Everette, Mallory Siebers. Scott & Paula Siebers. Kent & Bena Reid with Oliver Williams.







Craig and I coming out of the temple.











Mallory, Me & Elizabeth. Check out my cute bridesmaids and those sassy red shoes!











One of my favorite pictures of the day and currently the background picture on my laptop. LOVE!






p.s Posting multiple pictures and adding text near them seems to be rather difficult. If you'd like more pictures, I'd be happy to direct you elsewhere to see them.

Yes, I'm writing one of THOSE posts...

Okay, yes. I AM writing one of those posts. Today you can read a list of several of the reasons why I love my husband. In no particular order...


1. He spent 6 hours in closed quarters around 8 high school (14-17 years old) girls yesterday. Craig accompanied me and my wonderful teenage students to a color guard show in Salt Lake City. (More about that in a coming post)
2. We have a cat. She is nutty. I call her Kat (Short for Katharine). We are best friends.
3. He asks me what the schedule for the day is before we get out of bed. If you know me, my planner or my life you'll understand why this is amazing to me.
4. He's an innovative & great cook.
5. He gives good advice
6. He listens the first time about half the time. (I tend to forget that when he's on his computer he's in another world. Call collect, that usually works.)
7. He watches "girly" movies with me- I fall asleep in the first 5 minutes and he watches the whole thing. That is love.
8. He is exceptionally patient. Something that I need.
9. He humors my silly whims- such as, lets eat pizza and fruit for dinner.
10. We go grocery shopping together. He leaves me to my list and he goes to play video games. It works.
11. I drive his car. He only holds on for dear life when I'm on the interstate.
12. He taught me to drive stick. (No euphemisms, please.)
13. He eats what I cook.
14. We both do laundry.
15. He really does support me in what I want to do- and suggest ways to enhance it
16. He is very generous
17. We can make poop jokes together.
18. He loves my brothers in all of their insanity, WOW playing and imaginative story-telling
19. We went to my family for Christmas- a major sacrifice with time and financially
20. He let me take care of him when he had surgery. He is about as independent as me and that was a huge way of him either a. Saying he loves me or b. giving up knowing that in his drugged state he couldn't really win.

So, there is my Sunday morning post.

Stay Tuned!

A little move, a little teaching and a little cat

We moved in with Craig's grandpa Merrill last Saturday.  Since Craig had to have surgery, living on the third floor with the only access being three flights of crumbly icy stairs just didn't seem practical. Living with grandpa who was living alone and had a way to keep Craig bedded and bathed on the first floor did. The move was... interesting. We got back from Connecticut late Friday night and I had to be in Spanish Fork teaching a guard clinic at 9:00 on Saturday morning. The plan was to get up early (smart planning) and get most of the major packing done before I had to leave and then I would finish whatever Craig hadn't done while I was gone when I got home from teaching around 1:30. When the car wouldn't start, it sort of changed our plans. Long story short, no packing in the morning, no packing during the day since once we got the car started we didn't want to turn it off-Craig drove me to work and then took it to get fixed which meant not packing during the day.  By the time I realized this was going to be how my day was going, it was already 10 after 9 and we were still in Provo. Luckily, I have a great guard captain who was able to start rehearsal. About halfway through the camp, I got a phone call from my FiL informing me that my BiL had been taken to the emergency room and was going to have to have emergency surgery that evening. Then I continued to teach, however somewhat distracted.

Craig came back to collect me, we went home, started packing things in boxes and then our friends showed up to help us move/pack. Now, when I say pack, I'd like you to imagine how a college male might pack a box. Can't visualize it? Let me help. I was looking for a baking pan for my chicken. In the box that I found that in there was also: a shoe, a small green pillow, some silverware, a hairbrush and the  pants that I had left out to wear last Saturday night. It was very creative but very helpful. We do have some great friends.

After we'd gotten most everything moved, we went to Salt Lake to see Craig's brother, Brent. He was doing alright but had had to have a surgery removing a few more inches of his intestines. Crohn's is not a pleasant thing to deal with. After spending some time there, we hoped in the car and ventured back to our apt. and collected our favorite furry friend. 'Miss Kitty' (otherwise referred to as Kodak-I didn't name her and I don't care for the name) has adapted quite well to her new surroundings. She enjoys sitting in a window in grandpa's office and watching the wildlife of Provo. Aaah, the simple things in life!

Sweet new toy!

Okay, so maybe it's not a toy, but it's pretty awesome! My mom gave us a bread maker for Christmas but since we couldn't pack it in our suitcases, we returned it in Connecticut and re-bought the same one here yesterday. Craig has been asking for homemade bread for some time now so I decided to try it out today to go with our tortellini bake. Being the impatient one I am, I decided to use the "ExpressBake" setting which claims the ability to take the ingredients from a pile of mush to bread in 1 hour. They win. It works and the bread is rather tasty! (We made a light wheat bread today). As soon as grandpa Merrill gets home from church we'll be enjoying our fresh wheat bread, tortellini and squash bake and homemade chocolate chip cookies for dessert.


*Is anyone else so tired once they're done making a meal that they don't even want to eat anymore?

My Sweet Husband

So, Christmas morning. We're opening presents at my house in Connecticut. I've given Craig almost all of his gifts (he got a tool set with each item wrapped individually and a few new articles of clothing) and now he's wanting to give me mine. He hands me this medium sized box wrapped very cutely in such a way that you know much care was taken... even if the corners don't convince you of that. I carefully open the wrapping, excited to see what Craig has chosen to give me on our first married Christmas. I remove the last bit of wrapping paper and pull out... an old modem! Yes, my sweet, loving husband had given me a much outdated modem-one that looked a lot like the one my parents had given Andrew to play with in the basement. Okay, so he just wrapped it in the box but since I was afraid of hurting his feelings or being slightly disappointed like with the Christmas Eve PJ's, I went along with it trying to be happy. (I didn't have to pretend to be surprised. That came naturally). I was then encouraged to open the box and inside there was... a "sick" bag from his flight from Vegas to Connecticut! Yes, my husband had already outdone himself! Outdated modem AND a sick bag! But the best part was inside. (No, he wasn't giving me his 'sick'.) My sweet husband had gotten me two one-hour massage sessions, something that I have wanted for a long time! Everyone who was watching this whole thing unfold thought it was pretty amusing that I thought Craig had actually gotten me a modem. Hey, there are stranger things in life!

I went tonight to use half of the gift and it was A-mazing!! An hour of pure relaxation, modem free!

New High Score!

Craig has done it again! He has renovated his personal hardware store and is nearly open for business! We in the newly formed "Nas-terson" family really like to go all-out with everything we do.

Craig had surgery yesterday morning to attempt to correct some of the issues he's been having over the past year. The doctor decided that at this point it would be best to fuse the foot and ankle bones thus reducing the pain in movement however, this also means limited range of motion for him. Since his bone had essentially died, they cut/chipped/hacked out the dead part and grafted in bone from just below his knee to replace the dead bone. The procedure lasted about 4 hours and Craig did quite well! He's getting some good care and should be able to go home within the next few days.

Thank you's to all for good wishes, prayers and Wii fasts!

A new year...

Well, after a few fun adventures, several flights, some interesting weather- including fabulous cloud formations- we are back in Utah! I'm sure we'll be posting again soon as there is much to share!

Love to all and happy new year!