The Sunday Comic

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Thanks mom and dad for the fun trip!

The Sunday Comic

The Sunday Comic

This is one of the first comics I made. I thought it would be a good one for this week in memory of our engagement.

This Day Last Year

Jeff and I got engaged this very day last year. I was so excited that I wrote the whole story down first thing the next morning. So this is our engagement story:

Jeff had asked my dad if he could marry me about two weeks ago, so I have been expecting the proposal ever since then. Every night when we would get together after work, I was expecting him to whip out a ring, or throw a rock at my window after I went to bed or something. Last Saturday, we went on a midnight hike, and I was all giddy thinking for sure he was going to pop the question then. My suspicions were all in vain, though, and it turns out Jeff is a little sneakier than I suspected.

I work with Jeff's friend from high school, and roommate, Will. On Monday, Will and I worked together, and he came through the doors and the first thing he said to me was, "Hey! I finally got a date with that Ashley girl I've been telling you about! The only thing is, we need you and Jeff to double with us, because I still feel a little awkward with her alone." I love to double with people, and Will is really fun, so I was like, "Sure! That sounds great. I have this Wednesday off, let's do it then." Then Will says, "Okay, are you sure Jeff can go on Wednesday? How about you call him, and ask him on the date to make sure it's okay." So I called Jeff up, and asked him on a date for this Wednesday. He agreed.

Then on Tuesday night, Jeff and I were playing games at my house. Jeff had told me earlier that he bought the ring, and he was just waiting for it to come in the mail. Since I'm leaving for a week on Friday, I was getting a little antsy that he had less than a week before that, with very few proposal opportunities. After we finished the game, he said this, "So, would you be mad if I didn't propose before you left for Florida? I don't know if the ring will be here in time. I thought you could just buy a ring, and it was good to go, but I guess they have to set it, and stuff. So that kind of takes a while..." I think I sighed and rolled my eyes, and started preparing for all the questions about my mystery boyfriend from the family all throughout Abe's wedding.

Then Wednesday came. Jeff texted me at like 11, and said, "I just feel like it's going to be a good day." My suspicions started up again, but I quickly killed them remembering our conversation the night before. Will called me at around 3, and he was like, "Hey, so me and Ashley are going to go up a little bit before, so we'll just meet you guys up at my cabin. Jeff knows how to get there. And then we'll ride 4-wheelers and stuff. Okay, so I'll see you tonight." I got suspicious again. Why would Will and Ashley not just wait for me and Jeff? But I talked myself out of it again, because that would be so awkward for Jeff to ask me to marry him on a double date when it's their first date. So I convinced myself it definitely wouldn't happen this week.

Jeff picked me up, and we drove up to the cabin. Jeff told me that Will had planned this "weird dance thing" and then we were going to ride four-wheelers after. We pulled up to the cabin. I could see christmas lights hanging from mounted antlers through the window. I walked in, expecting to see Will and Ashley, but no one was in there. There were a bunch of candles all over, and Jeff was like, "Oh, he left us a note." He read the note, and it was like, "We went on a 4-wheeler ride. We'll be back in a minute." The candles were all arranged in a circle, with room to dance in the middle.

Jeff went over to the stereo, and he was like, "Oh, well it looks like he left his ipod. Do you want to dance?" So we danced in the middle of the candles, and it was super cute. And then on like the second or third song, he was like, "Sarah, I have a question to ask you." And then he got down on one knee. I think I squeeled a little bit, and he finally whipped out the ring. I'm a little embarrassed at my reaction, I just grabbed the actual ring, not even the whole box, I pulled the ring out, and then I almost put it on myself until I remembered the guy usually does that. I think in the midst of all my ring fumbling, I squeeked a yes out, and he put the most beautiful, sparkly ring on my finger.

We danced for quite a bit longer, and then I saw that he had bought M&M's and Starburst for me, and so I asked if we could eat those. We went and sat on the couch, and then WIll and a girl who was not Ashley came through the door with posters saying congratulations. Then Will went over to a hidden video camera, and told me the whole thing was recorded. Hopefully we were standing in the right place.

So they successfully tricked me. There was no double date at all, and I love that I asked Jeff out on the date where he proposed to me. It was so perfect, and the ring is beautiful. And I already told Abe I'm planning to flash my ring in all his wedding pictures.

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Worst Case Scenario Sarah

If something goes wrong in my life, I tend to dramatize it and prepare for the worst case scenario. For this reason, I have earned the nickname Worst Case Scenario Sarah. Let me give you a few examples:

1.) News of Swine Flu surfaced. Jeff tried to hide the newspapers, change the channel, and close a website any time the Swine Flu was mentioned. I still happened to stumble across the information. Suddenly I felt feverish, nauseous, and started growing a curly tail. Only to discover the symptoms were all in my head.

2.) Claiming I failed a test only to get my score back and see a 92%.

3.) One time at work I was taking a blanket to a guest's room. I noticed the door next to their room was cracked open but the room was dark. I ran up to the front to see if we had anyone staying in that room. Nope. It was supposed to be empty. I ran back, quickly closed the door and waited for the graveyard shift guy to go inspect it when he arrived for work. I didn't want to be the one stabbed by the creepo hidden behind the shower curtain.

Get it? So now you will appreciate the story of the mouse under our couch.

It was a windy night in Cedar City. Leaves were whipping off the trees, signs were flying off of shops, and if Tyra Banks was in town, the wind would have taken hold of her precious wig. It was nearly impossible to sleep through, but eventually I dozed off. I woke up pretty early the next morning. I ate breakfast and then headed to the couch to watch a little Saturday morning TV. To my surprise, there were "oats" sprinkled all over the couch! This was my thought process:

Jeff does get up sometimes for midnight snacks. But why would he throw oats all over the couch? ... Did I sleepwalk? ... How did these get here? ... Oh my gosh. I bet we have a mouse in here!

I ran into the bedroom where Jeff was still fast asleep. I started making natural loud morning noises like banging drawers and jumping on the bed to get him to wake up. He looked over at me confused and I whispered, "Jeff, you've got to come see this. There is a mouse living under our couch."

Jeff just couldn't wait to see why I thought we had a mouse in our house so he staggered into the living room to check out my dilemma.

"Jeff, look at all those oats the mouse put all over our couch."
"Sarah, how did the mouse get into the oats?"

"I don't know. Did you leave them out last night."

"There IS NO mouse, Sarah."

"Then why are there oats all over the couch?"

Jeff went to feel an "oat."

"These are flower pedals, Sarah! They blew in through the window last night."

"Why would the mouse want flower pedals?"

"Ugh......I'm going back to bed....a mouse? Ha."

And there I was at my peak. Heaven forbid I go to pick up one of the "oats" and realize it was really a flower pedal. And heaven forbid I think of a logical cause of the "oats" all over the couch. Worst Case Scenario Sarah strikes again.

(Between you and me, a part of me really does think he's there. So be sure to help me name him by voting on my poll.)

The Sunday Comic

Herzlichen Glückwunsch Jeff!

Jeff graduated today! Jeff's parents and I got to go to the commencement with Jeff and saw President Monson. We also think we saw his private jet fly off a little bit after the ceremony.

The Cox family came down for the event and got to see Jeff walk.
Way to go, Jeff! Now it's back to school to top it all off with a Masters Degree.