I Love Love

Why am I awake?

Good question.

I have an interview tomorrow in the middle of nowhere.

It will take me almost two hours to get there.

Oh, and it's early in the morning.

Shoot me in the face?

Kaythanks.

I mean, it's awesome that I have an interview.

I need a job real bad.

It's a requirement from my mother that I get one before I move.

And I'm moving in a week.

Better late then never.

Yesterday I got to do a photo shoot of one of my favorite couples.

Dallin and Julia.

Dallin left today to serve his mission in California.

I was so happy they asked me to take some final pictures of them.

They are the cutest couple ever.

If I had an award, I would give it to them.

You can literally see the love between them.

There is no doubt in my mind they will get married in two years time.

This is a comment Dallin left on Julia's wall before he left,

I cried when I read it.

"Julia I will always love you:) write me when your happy:) and write me when your sad:) I'll always write back:) I'll always care:) I'll always be there for you:) and I'll always keep you in my prayers:) pray for me too:) I will always need it:) blow me a kiss in the wind:) I will always feel it:) catch it:) and eat it:) then I'll blow a kiss back:) miss me:) and think about me:) tell me about your day:) and how you feel:) don't forget to laugh:) don't forget to smile:) go on Sunday drives:) watch movies:) and eat candy:) go to the beach:) ride your bike:) never stop living life:) in two years time:) I'll see you:) we'll see the world together:) we'll fall asleep each night:) wake up every morning:) we'll never stop laughing:) we will smile the rest of our lives:) Julia:) this is what I love you means to me:) every time I say it:) I love you:)"

I want a love like theirs.

Here's a sneak preview of some of my favorites:)

Goodbyes

I hate goodbyes.

I'm not good at them.

I never know what to say.

Of course, when what you say means everything,

I freeze up.

And I usually say something stupid.

Or I start crying.

Thats the worst.

I'm not a very emotional person

but when saying goodbye, the flood gates release

and every tear that I haven't shed some how finds its way out.

It's the pits.

I just have to stand there like a fool,

or run away.

Luckily this didn't happen tonight.

With me moving out in a week (ish)

I am starting the terrible task of saying goodbye to friends.

I mean, it's not like I'm going to be gone forever,

or even that far away.

It's just not going to be as easy as a text,

or them showing up at my house,

to hang out.

So it still feels like goodbye.

Because of work schedules,

and the distance in which we live from each other,

tonight could just possibly be the last time I get to hang out with a good friend.

At least for a while.

We got something to eat,

went on a scooter ride,

watched some sweeeet fireworks,

and went to a movie.

We didn't talk about me moving,

or goodbyes at all.

I liked it that way.

Just being able to hang out without a clock counting down the time hanging over our heads.

And a pinky promise was all it took to calm me down.

We will still be friends.

Whatever it takes.

One week.

Too many goodbyes to go.

Why does it seems like whenever change is coming,

a big change, like say, me moving away,

everything in your life falls into place.

Your life can be a mess for 18 years

and when you get ready for change

everything becomes perfect.

You get a job you love,

with people you love working with.

You figure out who you need in your life,

and who you can live without.

You are finally happy,

when BAM

change.

Maybe its just me.

This had to be planned or something,

its soo close.

Most girls?

Gorgeous.

Lighting, field, dress, everything.

This was made for me?

Happens too often.

HA.

Or put everything in my closet.

These alone make me want to have kids.

My children will SO have these.

Illest

Can your 3 year old nephew rap?

To Nicki Minaj?

Well, your 3 year old nephew isn't as cool as mine.

This is Karmin:

She does amazing covers of rap songs.

This is the Nicki Minaj song Scotty knows.

We rocked out in 5 guys today.

Then rapped on our way home.

He knows the chorus

word. for. word.

What a cutie.

This is the 5th day of me being sick.

That means this is the 5th day I have done nothing but lay on the couch in my pajamas

eating ice cream.

I kinda want to die.

Or just get better.

Either will work.

I can't taste anything.

Or breathe.

I think I have officially become an adult.

I got a checking account

and a debit card.

I also bought a vacuum

and a shower curtain.

So grown up of me.

11 days.

Cutest baby turtle:)

Reason to get an underwater camera...

I'm a fan of tree tattoos.

Just trees in general.

I'm on a search for this necklace.

I laughed.

It's so true.

My plans almost every night.

Black and white.

Tree.

Amazing composition.

What's not to love?

Words

This week we went to the pool,

my sisters, Scotty, and I.

We were only going to be there for an hour or so

so I didn't put sunscreen on.

Silly me.

I now have a sun burn the color of a tomato.

A very ripe tomato.

I have the stupidest sunburn line from my swimsuit.

If you ever become a fashion designer,

and want to come out with swimwear,

think about the tan lines it will cause.

Because I look ridiculous.

I also went on a scooter ride,

in shorts.

My thighs are burntttttttt.

This is amazing because I'm terrified of scooters.

But I didn't die!

Plus, I was taught to drive

and didn't kill myself or my passenger.

Go me.

I forgot how painful everything is when you have a sunburn:

Sleeping,

Showering,

Getting dressed,

Wearing clothes,

Plus if anyone touches you it kinda makes you want to die.

Speaking of the sun

did you see the sunset tonight?

My brother and I noticed it would be a good one

so we went up onto our roof for a better view.

We sat up there for a good half hour,

just talking.

We do that a lot.

People might think its weird that we get along so well,

but he's one of my best friends.

We talk about everything.

He tells me about his girl problems,

and asks me for advice.

I tell him about my boy problems,

which are few,

so thats usually a short conversation.

I love him.

There was going to be a point to this blog,

but it seems I have forgotten what that was going to be.

So I'm gonna wing it..

Yep.

Today I went to a very good friends farewell,

Dallin Romrell.

He did so good.

He will be such an amazing missionary.

I will miss him,

and his laugh ha.

As I was leaving the house to go to his farewell,

I was wearing a lace skirt

that you could say has resemblance to a tutu.

I wouldn't have ever thought that

until Scotty asked me if I was going dancing

because I was wearing my dancing clothes.

Having them around makes every day a good day.

I'm getting sick.

I have the worst immune system.

I feel like I have sandpaper in my throat

and cotton balls in my ears.

Oh, and a bomb in my head.

Awesome.

2 weeks.

Truth.

Love this.

Looks so relaxing.

It also looks like a fun photoshoot!

I have always wanted a short wedding dress

but if it just so happens I can't find one

I will be plenty happy with a dress like this.

This girl makes me want to have kids.

The screaming kids in church today on the other hand....

Tree house.

Seriously?

I would live there.

Love this idea.

The contrast is beautiful.

Teal.

Lace.

Gimme.

This makes me laugh.

Don't ask.

My brother found this video.

This girl is crazy

and awkward.

You can't not laugh at this.

And you know you kinda love her.

The Way I Am

I'm awkward.

I'm shy.

I'm clumsy.

I'm a listener.

I'm self-conscious.

I'm a lover.

I'm a tad anti-social.

I'm sarcastic.

I'm a reader.

I'm random,

maybe a bit ADD.

I'm a nerd.

I'm a dreamer.

I'm imaginative.

I'm McKenna.

Oh hi.

I see things differently.

Thats why I love photography.

People have asked me why I want to be a photographer

or why I love it so much.

Well, I finally have an answer.

It is my way of showing people the way I view the world.

I look at things as if it were to be a photograph.

Even the smallest things are beautiful to me.

A single leaf on a tree,

a wrinkle on a face,

or a blade of grass.

The way I see them is as if they are an artwork.

It may be weird to some people,

walking around looking at things as if through the lens of a camera,

but that is how I am.

Photography is no longer a hobby to me.

It has become a part of me.

It's how I live my life.

Theres something so fascinating,

so freeing,

about being able to take how I see things

and show other people,

to make them understand.

Without photography, I wouldn't be me.

Okay,

cue horrible transition to pictures of random things I like.

Go.

A slide,

in a house.

Yes please!

Take me there.

Lucille Ball knows whats up.

With my love for reading,

this will probably be my engagement photo.

Exactly.

Happily Ever After

On Sunday, before Scotty was going to take a nap

he was giving me our routine monster hug and kiss.

And while he was still sitting on my lap

with his arms around my neck, he looked at me

and said,

"Micki, you have a cute neck"

then moved his hands down to my stomach

and said,

"and a cute tummy for your dinner to go to"

Seriously, melted my heart.

Scotty is convinced that I have magic kisses.

Every time he gets hurt, all I have to do is kiss it

and BAM, he feels better.

Don't you miss those days?

When a kiss could heal anything?

When you got in trouble for not taking a nap?

I would trade places with my nephews any day!

They have time in the day where they are almost required to sleep

I would kill for a nap every day.

But no, I'm an "adult" now.

I have to go to work

and pay for my own gas.

And I'm on a weekly, almost daily

countdown until I move out.

3 weeks.

23 days.

I'm scared.

A month ago it was exciting,

right about now is when it gets terrifying.

It's so close.

The best part about it is,

I'm not scared to move out,

to live on my own,

I'm scared to grow up.

I have to start making decisions.

Do I actually want to go to school?

Where do I want to work?

And pretty soon,

Who do I want to marry?

Ahh, I'm too young for this.

Anyway...

Dream car.

Seriously, I will have one before I die.

The sooner the better.

Oh, dream puppy!

Pomsky.

Pomeranian + Husky.

Gimme.

The cutest.

I would die.

Next photo shoot?

I'm thinking yes.

A couch that turns into a fort?

Seriously?

This was made for me.

Another acceptable wedding ring.

Or promise ring.

Whatever.

I love it.

Dream car again.

One day...

Adorable engagement shoot.

Find me a husband.

Teenage Dream

A week ago my sister, Jessi, and her husband, Dude,

moved into our basement.

And along with them they brought the two loves of my life.

Scotty and Isaac.

My nephews.

I can kiss and cuddle on two boys in the same day

without being called a slut, skank, whore, etc.

I am living every teenage girls dream!

I get woken up at 8 in the morning, every morning.

Just to be dragged outside to swing,

play baseball,

go on walk,

or race

for hours on end.

I am now sleep deprived

and sunburnt.

But I love every moment of it.

I could go on forever about all the cute things my nephews do,

but I will spread it out throughout other posts

and not try to stuff too much cuteness in this one.

I will share one,

just for kicks and giggles.

We were getting the boys ready for bed the other night

and I was in charge of getting Scotty (3) into his pajamas.

I told him we were going to get him into his pajamas

so he needed to take off his clothes.

He proceeded to take off every piece of clothing on him,

save for a pirate hat,

and run around the house yelling,

"I'M NAKED! I'M A NAKED PIRATE! ARRRG!"

Over and over again.

He's just so darn cute.

I will now show you how cute my nephews are

with these pictures I took at our 4th of July party.

They are mixed in with pictures of my siblings and I,

but we're pretty cute too:)

So enjoy.

Me and Scotty

Bubba and Isaac

The Siblings

The Brother

Me and Isaac

Scotty and his sparkler

Me and Scotty again, on our hike today