WE'RE GETTIN' HITCHED!

Most, if not all of you know the big guy n I are finally going to be 'sealing' the deal (I couldn't help it) in 2011! I have a lot of people asking me about details of the wedding and what the date is so I thought I'd just go ahead and post some of the details here.

The big day is Saturday, May 7th 2011.

We are very excited to do it then because K will be out of school, his sis, Janna will be home from her mission, and *hopefully* my brothers big family from Iowa will be able to come out!

We are getting married in the Mt. Timp Temple and having the reception at Sleepy Ridge Wedding Center. Yes, it's a golf course too so if you want to hit a few rounds before the reception, be our guests!

We are so thrilled about our approaching big day and would like to share it with all who care to come celebrate with us or just eat the food (can you say Magleby's chocolate cake?!) so if you aren't sure if you are on the invite list just let us know you'd like to join us on this day and we'll make sure you're on the list!

~Pops n Chellor

Crossley Reunion As Promised *wink*

The Crossley Reunion was the start of a great tradition. The idea is that if we start having family reunions now while the family is still relatively small then when the family grows and grows and grows it won't be as hard to get together because the tradition is already established. Brilliant!

There were family pictures - serious planning into matching without bringing denim into the mix, good food - Jackson only snuck (is that a word?) 10 cookies, tons of games - I think I only saw Lori trying to throw a dart at Kendall once, and of course great company - when they weren't on the cell phones or when Jackson was trying to join the other family that had more ice cream than us. :)

I know it's been a while so instead of stories that no one is interested in anymore let me just share a few pictures from the Crossley Family Reunion we had last June.

AJ and Carren
I love this one because I've been on the other end of that little girl's stare and it's always right before a huge smile!

Dallin with his "contemplative serious" side

Scott showing us how to play his Minute to Win It games...

The majority of us. Only ones not shown is Mom Crossley and Yours Truly
(Please take note of Jackson sneaking another cookie)


Sweet Shirts Carren made for us to always remember the event!
Sorry L for the pic of you while you're eating. It's the only one I had that really showed the shirts


Dad teaching Son how to play baseball... Sweet.


A sure sign that Jackson had fun


Cookie Bandit


I can only dream of having a little girl as cute as this little one!


Jackson trying to join another family who was still partying when ours was over

In Loving Memory...

JEFFERY HASARA
NOVEMBER 24, 1993 - AUGUST 16, 2010

I had a really hard time trying to figure out exactly what to say about one of the most amazing people I've ever had the opportunity to know and I think my sister, Jess said it all here.

Crossley Family Reunion *Preview*

Summary of the day:

While Jackson worked on being King of the Pavilion for the day....

Allie worked on being the cutest thing on the planet. She does it so well!

*More to come soon* (I promise this time!)

Crying Tri Numbers

It was cold. It was wet. We finished!

Picture thanks to my amazing bro, Aaron. Thanks!

Yes, my shoes are pink... ugh.

Sweet Face

I think Pops is sweet. Just to make sure everyone else knows how sweet he is I made him pose for this pic.
He loved me taking this pic so much that I thought Hummer would like to get in on the sweetness.
Hummer is sweet too.

Sometimes, every once in a while, Pops thinks I'm sweet.
It was a family affair.

I LOVE YOU LIKE A ZOMBIE LOVES BRAINS

Pops n I are not good at hiding our detest to the holiday that is Valentines day. We hate the commercialism of it, we very much hate the ooie gooieness of it all, we hate getting/giving roses ("to show you my love let me give you soft petals of flowers that will soon wilt and crust away") we hate the pinks and and reds and whites combo colors that are painted in every store you walk into, and we hate the focus it puts on the girlie half of a duo. Considering neither one of us are very girlie it just doesn't suite us much to celebrate Valentines day! So as normal we found ourselves swearing off hearts n little stuffed gorillas/bears telling us that they love everyone walking by for the mere price of $14.99! (Half of those "cute" little guys got recalled this year for lead poison by the way! see for yourself HERE)

As we walk around with our arms tightly folded high on our chest and faces in a perma stink face about the the upcoming Holiday (imagine a 2 year old pouting) we surprisingly received a letter in the mail from a beloved friend/cousin Tessa...


arms uncrossed as soon as we saw the wizard stickers on the back...

Faces started to lighten as the contents revealed themselves from the little pink package...


Oh my...


I think I might...



Is it possible....


If this is setting the pace for this year's ooie gooie holiday then I LOVE VALENTINES DAY THIS YEAR!



Back Unfolded


It was just so perfect for Pops n I's personality, no? How could one person know just how to melt our icy stone hearts just in time for Love Day? Well, Tessa aka Zelbie aka KickAssSuperGirl, if we weren't completely convinced of your amazing talents before (which we totally were) we are now!

This weekend as we talked we talked about roses and pink colors and not liking the lovey dovey stuff we revealed that we don't actually hate the holiday. We just choose to focus on what's important that day... each other in each other's lives. I decided to celebrate my Love for Pops on this special weekend and do the one thing he always does for me and I never, NEVER do for him. I was going to cook! It started out with big plans and elaborate dinners. Then reality set in, I got overwhelmed and didn't want to ruin the day by stressing over this meal. Thinking of something we both like and something that I like to cook I thought of these:

I'm great at making a mean crepe aka creepies and Pops enjoys eating them with me. I pick up some amazingly HUGE yummy strawberries and RediWhip, broke out the Nutella and started cooking. I made sure to pick up some Diet Coke and Snickerdoodle cookies to hold him over until the first creepie was done and boy was he surprised. I though, "yeah, this is what Valentines day is about." There was no ulterior motive behind it and no expectations in return from it. Just wanting to do something sweet for the Love of my Life.

Of course, as normal, there was no shortage of sweet back rubs while cooking, while watching TV, while taking a quick nap from Pops all day long. I know that I'm a lucky girl, because I mean it when I say that's normal. Pops rubs my back daily even if it's just a quick press the kinks out the lower back from a long day.

Keeping in with the theme of Love I was surprised when Pops consented to taking me to see New Moon! So I subjected him to this filth...and even I know it is filth.

I mean this guy is sweet at all times, but I TRY not to take advantage of that much and I definitely try not to subject him to things that I know will make him throw up. But when I asked there was no hesitation... "Yeah, sure. I will do that for you." That last sentance albeit sweet, is his way of sweetly saying, "Even though I know this will rip part of my soul out of my being and I may die a weaker man, I love you enough to suffer through it." He's amazingly sweet without even knowing it every single day!

So although I'm sure that every year I will vow not to harass others with my distaste then not be able to contain it and claim my war on Valentines day one thing will remain the same forever and ever... I Love this Guy Like a Zombie Loves Brains!

Happy 2010!

Want to hear about our road trip to California for New Years n more???
Well, this is all you're getting for now. I wanted so badly to post, but it took far too long for my pics to download and now I'm so very tired. 2010 is going to be better in our blogiverse, I just know it! But for now... sleep.