Today marks the 3rd year, to the day, that Adam and I met. I'm sure most of you have heard the story many, many times, but it is so special that it is hard NOT to share. At this point, you are probably thinking, "okay, she's going to tell about how Adam was so shy and so cute," or "She's going to say that she wanted to come back as soon as possible to get to know him better," or "She'll mention the 'happy dance' she did when Adam called her."
But I won't tell it this time, because I want to share our day today, here and now, instead.
I planned a picnic in our backyard. I started this at the beginning of the month, but still managed to run around like a chicken with its head cut off. I was forgetting things right and left, like finding boysenberries for Adam's favorite pie. Boysenberries are nearly impossible to find in Utah, so I need plenty of time to hunt them down. I didn't give myself that time. After searching the stores I used to find them at, I began to lose hope. Then, we tried one more store and on the top shelf, squeezed between other canned fruits, was one lonely can of boysenberries. I pounced on them so fast with an exclamation of "MINE!" that Adam laughed and said it was like something out of a cartoon.
With the boysenberries now in my possession, I started to plan the other parts of the picnic. I made jell-o, bread, salad, the pie, and marinated chicken skewers. In setting up the picnic today I forgot to bring out plates, so I ran in and got them. Then I noticed I had forgotten silverware, so I ran in and got those. THEN I realized that I had forgotten to make the salad, so back I went and made the salad (really fast). Finally, lunch was ready...but I forgot to close the door on my way out. Tired of running up and down the stairs, I left it open.
As we sat down on our picnic blanket, the skies turned dark and it began to sprinkle. We decided that a little water wasn't going to be a bother, so we enjoyed the cool air that the clouds brought with them. The light sprinkle began to become a hard sprinkle and we decided that our picnic should be brought inside. Sitting on the carpet in our entertainment room, we finished our lunch, but not before the clouds had miraculously disappeared and the drizzle had stopped. We laughed and cleaned up the dishes.
So, that is our funny story for our anniversary. It was fun, quirky, and full of wonderful moments that I will never forget.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Oh, yeah! We have a blog...
There is so much to catch up on, I don't know where to start. If things are out of order, I do apologize. And if I have forgotten something, I apologize even more.
Let's see, there's the furnace guys... We made an appointment, and my Dad came over, we waited a few hours, realized they wouldn't have time to finish the job in one day, so my Dad sent them away. Next appointment, we waited even longer. Noticing they were late, we called, and they were "40 minutes away." An hour later, they were 20 minutes away. 40 minutes later, they were 5 minutes away. 20 minutes later, they were still 5 minutes away. Another 20 minutes later, they were another 5 minutes away. a half hour later, they arrived. That's right, they were 3 hours late. And guess what... It took all day, and they still had to come back... twice. Of all four times they came to our house, they were not on time once. But we have a new furnace and central air.
We also got a new garage door. They came on time and were fast.
Plucky (our car) died and was resurrected. To all owners of a Kia Rio, read your owners manual (if you got one, we didn't) and replace the timing belt after 60,000 miles! The cost for a belt is better than the cost of a used engine. But our used engine has fewer miles, so Plucky seems younger. But the check engine light doesn't constantly flicker to say "hello" in the rain, on hills, tight turns, or anytime anymore, so we feel the car has lost some personality. Oh well. The sacrifices you make for a reliable automobile. We love our car!
On Memorial Day, we visited the cemeteries again. But this time, we did it with some of my family. It was a very good experience.
My Grandmother (my last grandparent) passed away. It was a difficult passing, for a number of reasons. I'll be honest, growing up, she was not my favorite grandparent. But she is the one I had the most memories with, and she really wasn't as bad as I thought when I was as a child. When I was little, I saw her as mean and strict. As a young adult on, I saw her as a lady who was very proper. As my family talked about at her funeral, we learned a lot about propriety, etiquette, and manners from her. I also think it was her love for Christmas that was such a huge influence on me. I will miss you Grandma.
Jenn did a portrait of my Grandma Ashworth and her second husband (who she is sealed to). She had a major mishap with her airbrush midway though, but she still finished in less than a week, and I think it's one of her best pieces. And Jenn feels very much like she was guided along the way. Something I can imagine my Grandmother doing.
She compiled these two pictures into one.
Ella, our 7th niece (first from Jenn's side, 14th "nibling" overall) was born. And the whole Kenworthy clan came out for her blessing. I was able to be in the circle at the blessing, because I received the Melchizedek Priesthood a few days prior.
Between birthdays, blessings, ordinations, and holidays, we've had barbecue after barbecue and party after party. Lots of fun, but almost too much excitement for us to handle! :)
So that was our spring and summer.
Let's see, there's the furnace guys... We made an appointment, and my Dad came over, we waited a few hours, realized they wouldn't have time to finish the job in one day, so my Dad sent them away. Next appointment, we waited even longer. Noticing they were late, we called, and they were "40 minutes away." An hour later, they were 20 minutes away. 40 minutes later, they were 5 minutes away. 20 minutes later, they were still 5 minutes away. Another 20 minutes later, they were another 5 minutes away. a half hour later, they arrived. That's right, they were 3 hours late. And guess what... It took all day, and they still had to come back... twice. Of all four times they came to our house, they were not on time once. But we have a new furnace and central air.
We also got a new garage door. They came on time and were fast.
Plucky (our car) died and was resurrected. To all owners of a Kia Rio, read your owners manual (if you got one, we didn't) and replace the timing belt after 60,000 miles! The cost for a belt is better than the cost of a used engine. But our used engine has fewer miles, so Plucky seems younger. But the check engine light doesn't constantly flicker to say "hello" in the rain, on hills, tight turns, or anytime anymore, so we feel the car has lost some personality. Oh well. The sacrifices you make for a reliable automobile. We love our car!
On Memorial Day, we visited the cemeteries again. But this time, we did it with some of my family. It was a very good experience.
My Grandmother (my last grandparent) passed away. It was a difficult passing, for a number of reasons. I'll be honest, growing up, she was not my favorite grandparent. But she is the one I had the most memories with, and she really wasn't as bad as I thought when I was as a child. When I was little, I saw her as mean and strict. As a young adult on, I saw her as a lady who was very proper. As my family talked about at her funeral, we learned a lot about propriety, etiquette, and manners from her. I also think it was her love for Christmas that was such a huge influence on me. I will miss you Grandma.
Jenn did a portrait of my Grandma Ashworth and her second husband (who she is sealed to). She had a major mishap with her airbrush midway though, but she still finished in less than a week, and I think it's one of her best pieces. And Jenn feels very much like she was guided along the way. Something I can imagine my Grandmother doing.
She compiled these two pictures into one.
Ella, our 7th niece (first from Jenn's side, 14th "nibling" overall) was born. And the whole Kenworthy clan came out for her blessing. I was able to be in the circle at the blessing, because I received the Melchizedek Priesthood a few days prior.
Between birthdays, blessings, ordinations, and holidays, we've had barbecue after barbecue and party after party. Lots of fun, but almost too much excitement for us to handle! :)
So that was our spring and summer.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Bob is Unwell
So, I found the hard drive from my old computer, and I've been going through it. And I have found all sorts of crazy stuff that I made quite a few years ago. From digital art to music videos to various writings. Very little of it is in finished form. But this is a video I made, and I wanted to share.
Please keep in mind that it is also unfinished. There are still a few "filler" clips, and some very harsh transitions. But in order to finish it now would require me to start all over, because I no longer have the project files. So it's about 80% of my original vision. Anyway... Enjoy!
Please keep in mind that it is also unfinished. There are still a few "filler" clips, and some very harsh transitions. But in order to finish it now would require me to start all over, because I no longer have the project files. So it's about 80% of my original vision. Anyway... Enjoy!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
A Quarter of a Century
It’s not difficult to devote an entire day to my wife, and shower her with love and gifts. I already do that every chance I get. But birthdays are the perfect excuse to go all out.
As is typical with us, “all out” isn’t much. In the end, Jenn ended up with only three surprises, one of which didn’t arrive on time. The rest was clothes and other things she picked out herself. Every birthday and Christmas I tell her about all of the things I WANTED to get her, but couldn’t.
Doing the math, if I had bought everything I actually considered buying for her birthday, it would have been just shy of $700. The complete wishful-thinking list, however, is easily in the million-dollar range. Thankfully, Jenn is understanding, and easy to please. A few silly things and some clothes that she needed were enough to make her smile. And that’s enough for me too.
I love you, Jennifer, my peanut. I know you hate it when I equate your age to a fraction of a century, but before you start thinking that you’re getting old, think about all the years you’ve had up to this point, and know that you have more than twice that much time left to live. Only now, we get to live those years together.
As is typical with us, “all out” isn’t much. In the end, Jenn ended up with only three surprises, one of which didn’t arrive on time. The rest was clothes and other things she picked out herself. Every birthday and Christmas I tell her about all of the things I WANTED to get her, but couldn’t.
Doing the math, if I had bought everything I actually considered buying for her birthday, it would have been just shy of $700. The complete wishful-thinking list, however, is easily in the million-dollar range. Thankfully, Jenn is understanding, and easy to please. A few silly things and some clothes that she needed were enough to make her smile. And that’s enough for me too.
I love you, Jennifer, my peanut. I know you hate it when I equate your age to a fraction of a century, but before you start thinking that you’re getting old, think about all the years you’ve had up to this point, and know that you have more than twice that much time left to live. Only now, we get to live those years together.
Falling Behind
Sorry for our lack of blogging lately. We’ll try to do better. We had a very adventurous February, and a busy March that we’d like to tell you all about... Maybe someday we’ll get around to it.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Two Years Since “I Do”
Two years have gone by since I said, “I do.” Two years that have passed by so quickly it seems like only yesterday that we exchanged vows. And yet, within those flickering moments that have passed, decades were contained. It is similar to an epiphany. In one second, everything changes. Millions of thoughts fill a space previously empty. That is how these last two years have felt for me. Time has no meaning, only the memories, discoveries, and profound love has meaning.
Adam, you have given my life purpose and meaning. You have filled the places in my heart that were broken. You cleared out the monsters and icky creepy crawlers of my past decisions. You have made me whole again. Not just whole, but improved. I’m not glued back together, I’m made new. Thank you.
You are the only one I love. I look at you and I am content…but more than the word implies. I feel joy at having found (and caught) you. I feel blessed that you return my love. I feel complete.
Only two short years have passed in our eternal love. I am excited and hopeful about our future and the blessings and joys it will bring.
I will love you forever and always. I promise.
Adam, you have given my life purpose and meaning. You have filled the places in my heart that were broken. You cleared out the monsters and icky creepy crawlers of my past decisions. You have made me whole again. Not just whole, but improved. I’m not glued back together, I’m made new. Thank you.
You are the only one I love. I look at you and I am content…but more than the word implies. I feel joy at having found (and caught) you. I feel blessed that you return my love. I feel complete.
Only two short years have passed in our eternal love. I am excited and hopeful about our future and the blessings and joys it will bring.
I will love you forever and always. I promise.
Two Years Is Not Enough
“I can’t believe it’s been...” “It doesn’t seem that long ago.” I hear these words repeated over and over. And you know what? It’s true. It couldn’t be more cliché, but it’s true. I CAN’T believe it’s been two years since Jennifer and I were married. It DOESN’T seem that long ago. Yet, she has been such an important part of my life that when I look back at older memories, sometimes I forget that she wasn’t there.
The last two years have been one intense rollercoaster. Another cliché, but another accurate one. It’s been crazy, but a whole lot of fun, because we’re still alive, and as happy and in love as ever. Through all of the nausea of life, my love has remained firm, and grown in size and strength.
The love and joy I have felt in these last two years is not something I could begin to put into words. I am so happy. Jenn, you have changed me and my life so many ways. I’m still me, but I’m not who I was. You make me feel like something in this frame is worth keeping. You make me feel good about myself. You give me purpose. You make me smile.
I will never stop saying the words: “I love you,” “thank you,” or “I’m sorry.” Because I will always love you. I will always be grateful to you, for every little (and big) thing you do for me. And the mistakes I’ve made, I will always regret. I don’t want to leave you with any doubt of how I feel.
I love you. You are my angel, my sweetheart, and my peanut. My best friend for life, and someday, my partner forever. Because a lifetime is not enough, let alone two years.
The last two years have been one intense rollercoaster. Another cliché, but another accurate one. It’s been crazy, but a whole lot of fun, because we’re still alive, and as happy and in love as ever. Through all of the nausea of life, my love has remained firm, and grown in size and strength.
The love and joy I have felt in these last two years is not something I could begin to put into words. I am so happy. Jenn, you have changed me and my life so many ways. I’m still me, but I’m not who I was. You make me feel like something in this frame is worth keeping. You make me feel good about myself. You give me purpose. You make me smile.
I will never stop saying the words: “I love you,” “thank you,” or “I’m sorry.” Because I will always love you. I will always be grateful to you, for every little (and big) thing you do for me. And the mistakes I’ve made, I will always regret. I don’t want to leave you with any doubt of how I feel.
I love you. You are my angel, my sweetheart, and my peanut. My best friend for life, and someday, my partner forever. Because a lifetime is not enough, let alone two years.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Our Year (So Far)
2010 started with us both being sick. This meant that we weren’t able to attend the Burningham New Year’s Eve bash, or the Kenworthy New Year’s Day dinner. I don’t know why we get so sick around holidays. It really sucks.
We re-scheduled and had dinner with Ty, Cami, and Ken later in the month. It was awesome! After eating and chatting we played New Super Mario Bros. Wii. We had so much fun, and we laughed a lot.
Jenn and I both got haircuts. Yes, I got one too, but my haircut didn’t warrant its own post because my hair looks the same as it has for the last year. This was Jenn’s first real cut (not trim) since our wedding. And I think it looks gorgeous.
Recently we spent a day at Park City with some my family. We ate lunch and then went sledding. I managed to fall and/or roll every time I went down. Jenn and I went down together twice, and both times I ended up (unintentionally) pushing her face-first into the snow. The second time I actually rolled over her. Other than that, it was a lot of fun. We got some pictures, but they’re on my parents’ camera, so look for those later.
Those are the highlights of January ‘10 so far. And this week, Jenn and I will celebrate our second anniversary. So I’m sure we’ll be posting about that as well. ;)
We re-scheduled and had dinner with Ty, Cami, and Ken later in the month. It was awesome! After eating and chatting we played New Super Mario Bros. Wii. We had so much fun, and we laughed a lot.
Jenn and I both got haircuts. Yes, I got one too, but my haircut didn’t warrant its own post because my hair looks the same as it has for the last year. This was Jenn’s first real cut (not trim) since our wedding. And I think it looks gorgeous.
Recently we spent a day at Park City with some my family. We ate lunch and then went sledding. I managed to fall and/or roll every time I went down. Jenn and I went down together twice, and both times I ended up (unintentionally) pushing her face-first into the snow. The second time I actually rolled over her. Other than that, it was a lot of fun. We got some pictures, but they’re on my parents’ camera, so look for those later.
Those are the highlights of January ‘10 so far. And this week, Jenn and I will celebrate our second anniversary. So I’m sure we’ll be posting about that as well. ;)
New Family Pictures
Last year, we had new family pictures taken, for both the Burninghams and the Kenworthys. But we didn’t get copies of them until Christmas, so here they are.
This was taken in Colorado after Ken came home from his mission.
Then the photographer took some couple pictures.
The next day, we went to the park and took a few more ourselves.
This is the new Burningham family picture.
Mike took some couple pictures as well.
We’ve been looking forward to these updated family pictures for a while. Ken wasn’t in the last Kenworthy picture. And since the last Burningham family picture, there have been three additions to the family: Jennifer, Boston, and Riley. Plus my hair is 10 to 12 inches shorter. It was definitely time for an update.
This was taken in Colorado after Ken came home from his mission.
Then the photographer took some couple pictures.
The next day, we went to the park and took a few more ourselves.
This is the new Burningham family picture.
Mike took some couple pictures as well.
We’ve been looking forward to these updated family pictures for a while. Ken wasn’t in the last Kenworthy picture. And since the last Burningham family picture, there have been three additions to the family: Jennifer, Boston, and Riley. Plus my hair is 10 to 12 inches shorter. It was definitely time for an update.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
New Year, New Haircut
I decided it was time for a new haircut. So I went to Kalli, my sister in-law, and told her what I wanted. I think it turned out fantastic!
My mom wanted pictures, so here they are.
And with some tips from Kalli, I've been able to keep it looking nice. It sure is great having a professional hair stylist in the family.
My mom wanted pictures, so here they are.
And with some tips from Kalli, I've been able to keep it looking nice. It sure is great having a professional hair stylist in the family.
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