my to-do list

1. try to make orange chicken for dinner tonight. i bought the panda express orange sauce (one of the many things mr. dtf would probably call "the nectar of the gods". sidenote: is that sacrilegious?) so i'm pretty hopeful that it will turn out decently. look at me suppress the pessimist in me!

2. convince hubby to never buy bar s hot dogs again. completely ruined my homemade jdawgs. i literally threw two hot dogs in the trash. (this is naughty! and wasteful!) p.s. nathans is the way to go. all day erry day.

3. take a picture of mr. dtf's first "wife haircut" and BLOG ABOUT IT!

4. belated shout out to che for her 21st birthday! luh yoo boo.

here is a picture of this bestie of mine on my wedding day :)

5. figure out something fun for me and mr. to do tonight. the dtf couple need a date BAD. suggestions anyone? PLEASE?

6. do probably three hours of homework for my stupid class at 8am tomorrow.

7. complete about 9829758965435454 more job applications on care.com and sittercity.com. does anyone need a nanny? i'm good with kids i swear! (sidenote: i treat them/love them as my own.)

8. at least one load of laundry. i should do two...

9. that's enough tasks. what am i superwoman?

love,

mrs. dtf

hobbyless housewife

it was only about an hour ago when i realized that i have no hobbies and thus, no life.

one of my two classes got cancelled and my other class was deemed completely worthless (by me) earlier this week. so i had a day to myself. this day was spent in bed until 2... unless you count getting up to use the loo or to respond to some emails for about 5 minutes. i then watched america's next top model and chopped and made myself hot dogs with jdawgs sauce. (sidenote: jdawgs is the gem of provo, but hubby and i can't afford to eat there as often as we'd like so we buy a bottle of their sauce and make our own hot dogs- almost as good. almost.)  i then ate half a bag of barbecue chips and drank 2 cans of diet coke.

when mr. dtf got home i was still in my robe. unshowered. no makeup. yesterday's ponytail. he opened our front door to find me curled up in the couch in all my shame and that is the moment i realized that i have no hobbies. i then burst into tears. after some awesome husband-wife therapy (TALKING... don't be dirty) we decided my hobbies are reading (we just can't afford to buy new books all the time), baking (we just can't afford to buy ingredients all the time/i can't afford to become the next immovable woman), and blogging (which is the sad truth of married women everywhere).

i am now determined to borrow some new books, find a recipe or two that works with what i've got in my pantry, and to blog my little heart out.

anyone have a good book for me? or another idea of how to not waste an entire day to myself next time? thanky thanky.

love,
mrs. dtf

stupidity trumps productivity

fantasy:

today i woke up early for class and got a lot of homework done for later in the week! this is where you say, "wow! congratulations on working through your severe procrastination problems! good for you!"

but, then comes reality:

what i thought was early was actually on time, as my class started at 1 and NOT 2 as i had thought. i did get that work done, however, at 12:48 mr. dtf texted me asking what time i had class and i freaked out when i realized i had class in 12 minutes rather than the hour and 12 minutes i had planned on. but, i was a trooper and got ready in literally four minutes and raced off to class on my bicycle (and made it one time).

the aftermath:

i realize in my 3 o'clock class that i have been on campus for two hours and have six hours to go and forgot to pack dinner. it is important that you also know that campus food is expensive and i can't pay for it knowing that my fridge and cupboards at home are full. so my awesome sister k (new baby freshman) met with me on campus and fed me like any good little sister would. she bought me a taco and nachos with her meal card and we had some lovely conversation. also, i may or may not have (but definitely) caved and bought the 75 cent maple bar after she left. i tried to resist k! but you know what loneliness and 75 cents can do to you!

so that's my day. i am now off to my three hour art class. 

not gonna lie, art class was infinitely more entertaining last fall when i spent the entire three hours flirting with my future hubby. miss those days.

love,

mrs. dtf

bum bum and busy busy busy

so i have a few stories to share with you:

1) this weekend mr. dtf and i went to anthro to return some adorable, yet totally impractical wedding gifts. can you say, $150 i HAVE to spend at anthro? unfortunately, i honestly couldn't find a single thing i wanted in that price range. i was like whaaaaaaa? and then i felt poor as i walked past the line of women at the register with their arms full of clothes and out the door. but seriously, $400 for a coat? is it lined in pure gold? and though anthro was a bust urban replaced my cardigan (wore it twice, got a hole in the sleeve) and hubby and i got to spend some much need quality time together driving to salt lake and back.

2) yesterday i had a brilliant idea. i was gonna make amish friendship bread* and invite some people over to show off my new wife skills and pass on some starters. i had made the bread before so i talked to my old roomies, the lovely blogging duo and the also incredible and beautiful che and invited them over. it then occurred to me that i had been completely neglecting my brother b and so i invited him over and told him to bring his main squeeze. i was SO about to show off. so i spent the next few hours baking in preparation for my busy evening of entertaining and thinking highly of myself. but alas, the end product: amish friendship bread that smelled like bum. like, it honestly made me gag and i threw it all into the dumpster. i had made the recipe before with success so, like anyone else with half a brain would do, i blamed it on the starter and made brownies from a box instead. i added chocolate chips though... does that make me wife-like?

3) today i literally had work 8-2, class, then work till 6. now i getta make dinner and do homework. gotta love mondays!

*so sidenote/another story... my original starter came from our neighbors across the hall. they needed baking soda, we fulfilled their need, thus we got rewarded with the makings of something wonderful. i made the bread and sister k came over to try it and said, "wow this is actually really good. i thought it was gonna suck." so, quite the shock when mine smelled like bum round 2. on a less-related though still kinda related note, the other night when mr. dtf and i got home from salt lake we were goofing around and i was doing some noise-making as a joke. then hubby decided he needed to run back to the car and i went up to our apartment on my own. our guy neighbor was locked out and waiting for his wife and he greets me with, "those were some interesting noises i heard." (please note that i have only spoken to his wife before this moment) so i responded with, "if you hear it coming from outside, you're fine. it's if you hear it coming from inside our apartment that you should be concerned." because that's how i make friends.

hope everyone's monday sucked less than mine!

love,
mrs. dtf

my identity crisis

getting married is a wonderful thing. it is however, a wonderful thing that comes with less than wonderful tasks. i am not talking about cooking and cleaning or anything of the sort (not that that stuff doesn't suck... i am currently sitting next to a huge pile of laundry that needs to be folded and put away), but rather tasks like changing your name.

in my case this began with changing my name at school. this was actually fairly easy, BUT the next step was to apply for a new social security card with my new name. THIS was the challenge. it required a longggg wait for my marriage certificate, an application, and a trip to my local social security administration office. in the mean time i was having a major identity crisis being called by both my maiden and married name.

fortunately, the trip to the social security administration office took place today and i am scheduled to be recognized by the government as mrs. dtf in about 2 weeks when my card should be coming in the mail. then i can finally have one name again.

annoying task #8758439: DONE.

on another note, me and the mr. have no weekend plans.
anyone have any good ideas?

love,
mrs. dtf

lucky you

or rather, lucky me. i'm the one who had the most beautiful perfect wedding. you just get to look at it.

look at my friend m getting emotional with me...

and my baby sis k getting sassy with mr. dtf.

my oldest brother c got our dad's death stare.

being announced as mr. and mrs. dtf!

sweetheart table= best decision ever.

we didn't know how to cut the cake.
we had to ask for help.

does this need a caption?

there you have it. the deed is done. 

(feel free to interpret that how you will)

also, it has come to my attention that some of my good friends are in need of a shout out. so, k and d, this one's for you! thanks for driving out to the always beautiful california to be our 6th and 7th groomsmen.

love,

mrs. dtf

my wedding lolz

let me begin by telling you that my wedding was beautiful and not a joke. NOW let me proceed by showing you all of the wedding moments that contradict that statement.

this is me being DENIED by nephew c.

i just wanted a little kiss on the cheek :(

this is where we look like polygamists.

this is where my sister k and my friend l's faces make me pee myself.
also my sister b is a high class prostitute.

this is me trying not to be offended,
but i watched his birth and i think he resents that.

this is mr. and mrs. dtf being part-time models.

this is baby sis k in her signature wedding pose.
what a slut!

this is my brother b catching the garter.
this is funny because that garter belonged to my mother
and it belonged to my grandmother before her.
this is funnier because when b found out about the garter's
previous ownership he threw the garter and it was never found.
(sorry grandma!)

this is my baby cousin n out-pouting all the other girls
about not catching the bouquet... she's like 8 years old.

mmk well i hope this made you giggle a bit. but regardless, i will actually do a post with a play-by-play of the wedding with pictures soon. there's just a whole lot of em so bear with me. 

love,

mrs. dtf

**shout out to my amazing photographer ethan for capturing these moments. me likey!

**shout out to my sister-in-law e for making cute babies to be in my wedding photos.

**shout out to my bests who drove from utah to be at my wedding! luh yoo! (this includes you che i just didn't know what to link to) you all mah gurls!