Happy Anniversary!

Hello everyone!


As you well know, Dave and I just celebrated our one year anniversary!!! Yay! It's been a great year! We still love each other, so things must be going in the right direction. :)


To celebrate we had some friends come from Idaho and stay over. We took them out to Salt Lake to a show called Snooty and the Beast at the Desert Star in Murray. They were having a costume contest, and my beautiful husband won!!! We now have season tickets to the Desert Star for the 2010 season! I'm SOOOOO excited!


I'll have to show you how we won . . .







I know, I know, he's a really good looking wench, but back off fellas, he's mine!




After the show we went to the Olive Garden and then went to Dave's parents'. Dave had to write a paper because he's ALWAYS got homework. Such is the price you pay when you're brilliant AND ambitious. :) Great job honey.


Any how, we went swing dancing after that. I love to dance! It was so much fun! Everyone loved the costumes!


After dancing Dave and I retired to The Hilton downtown. It'll be a night to remember. I'm so happy that I am married to such a considerate, playful, gentleman. He's everything I could ever possibly want and more. I can't wait to be a mommy cuz I know I won't have to do it alone. Thanks for everything sweetheart. You're the cheese to my macaroni (and you know how I love macaroni!)

My public journal . . . ?

Hmmm . . . This whole blogging thing is so new to me. It's like I have a journal, but it's for everyone. I suppose a public journal would definitely keep the important folk in the loop though, so what the hey!?!

Just to start, I am Geri Brooke Sant (formerly known as The Artist Geri Brooke Graves). I am 21 years old, nauseated much of the time due to my recent impregnation, and married to the most wonderful and attractive man I have ever met. I work in a place full of crazy people, literally. I tackle them, counsel them, and sometimes feel that I am going crazy myself (osmosis). It's the dream job if you have self-esteem issues.

My husband David and I were married on Halloween day in 2008 in the Salt Lake Temple. We were the only real wedding that took place there on that day. Go figure. Lots of people asked me if I wasn't superstitious? I was unaware that there were any big superstitions about getting married on Halloween. If you ask me or Dave, Halloween is the best day in the world for a wedding. Lots of friends and family have since told us that it was the best wedding reception they had ever attended. It was the best for me too. :) That was the best "yes" answer I have ever given.

Time went by, Dave and I immediately moved into our cute little Utah County apartment (I swore ALL growing up that I would NEVER live in Utah county. Ah, the things we do for love . . . ) Dave started right back in with his schooling, I got a job with little pay but decent benefits, and so it goes.

One day a couple of weeks ago I decided that we needed a new mattress. I hadn't been sleeping for a couple of weeks and I thought that a new mattress would do the trick. I hopped online to find one but somehow wound up looking at kittens instead. (Don't tell me you haven't been sucked into that online vortex.) So, I find these free adorable kittens that I'm sure I'm allergic to, but on a whim I thought that I should go see them. I immediately picked up the phone, called up the lady and drove to her house. I initially thought "I just want to look at them in person. They were so cute in the add and Dave won't be home for an hour and I'm bored." As the drive continued I determined that "It would be rude of me not to take at least one." I left with a cute, fat, little grey kitten. My new baby cried all the way home and I was overwhelmed with guilt because 1) we're not allowed pets in the apartment, 2) I hadn't consulted with my husband, and 3) this little guy missed his family.

So, Dave comes home and finds me with a kitten wrapped around my neck. Any of you who know David already know the first thing that came out of his mouth, "YOU GOT A KITTY!" If you don't know Dave, just know that his response was enthusiastic and happy. He was super excited, so my guilt subsided slightly. Unfortunately, our new kitten still missed his family. Soon we found ourselves with yet another kitten. The new addition was the runt, black bodied, white chested and had cute little white paws. We decided to name them Oscar and Tux. We love love love our kitties.

Most of my guilt was resolved at that point, I just had one more thing to do. I talked to our landlord *gulp*. I personally think I was pretty ballsy to call at all, but I did it and they didn't even kick us out! We just had to put down a deposit!

Dave and I were lying in bed that night (not sleeping because who does that anymore) talking and I said, "wouldn't it be funny if I actually were pregnant and just bought us cats?" Dave laughed and said, "Brooke, I think you just made it so that would happen." And what do you know? A week later I peed on a stick and lo and behold . . . my eggo is prego!

So what else would one do once they new they were pregnant than go to Disneyland the next day? We actually went for a family reunion which was SO MUCH FUN! My babies first trip to Disneyland was in my tummy . . . well, not my tummy . . . that would mean that I ate my baby and I didn't do that.

Disneyland was wonderful. I rode everything! Hopefully the kiddo is ok. I think they'll be tough like their daddy. I got sick, but Dave took good care of me. The whole family did really. It was so nice to be with everyone.

Now we're home and back to reality. It's good to be back to the kittens. They didn't even poop on the floor! Dave's working on his homework and I'm here working on this. That's about all for now I suppose. Goodnight!