Story time everyone

This is kinda long but i promise you wont regret it if you read the wholeeee thing.

Tuesday was spent at my house doing homework allllll day. I had a quiz due by midnight that was composed of short answer and essay questions. I worked on that thing for sooo dang long. [at least it felt like it..between my pinteresting, blogging, and television watching, i worked for hours on this quiz!] haha but seriously it was one of those days that i couldn't focus for the life of me. I would complete 1 question and then do 30 minutes of who-the-heck-knows-what. After his baseball practice, Am called me to to see if would be done with the quiz and showered by 7:30 so that we could go to the basketball game. i told him i would be ready and waiting... i mean it was barely 5:00 at the time.

Let me be quite frank with you and preface this break down by saying that it was 'that time of the month' and well, mother nature has not been too kind this week! Anyway, after a phone call with my dear friend Winston, i realized i was running super late. It was 6:45 and i hadnt finished my quiz.. nor had i showered... nor had i eaten dinner. perfect. So i jumped in and took a quick shower. After, as i was attempting to let my hair dry, i tried to finish my quiz. Out of frustration on my quiz, my life, my hunger, my shaky legs from working out, and my lack of ability to everrrr be on time.. i completely lost it. Like badd people. I was bawling. No one was home and there i was, sitting at the counter sobbing. I collected myself enough to call Am to see if he would come over, because well, naturally he makes me happy when crappy things occur. He could instantly tell [even though i thought i hid it well] that something was wrong and promised to hurry over. This is about the time that Whitley walked in. We started talking and the water works began once again! So embarrassing. She calmed me down a bit, and comforted me by reminding me that i am where i am because the Lord led me here. Instant comfort. I calmed down, and by this time it was nearly 7:30. I went upstairs to straighten my hair, and she left for the game. As soon as i got upstairs the frustrations built up and the tears came on again.. only stronger. I was crying harder than i have cried in a reallyyy long time. To a certain degree the tears felt nice in a way. I have put on a happy face for awhile now and those tears were a huge sigh of relief and a major release of frustration.

This is where the story gets so great. There i was, standing in my bathroom, eyes swollen (still sobbing), no make up, hair alll over the place and frizzy as crap, nasty snot covered t-shirt, and pasty white hairy legs (stupid winter).. and suddenly i was wrapped up in the best hug ever. Ammon was here finallyyy and i was more relieved than ever. I continued crying and he just stood there.. playing with my hair, rubbing my back, and letting me cry. He didnt even say anything. Just sat there and held me while i sobbed. I kept apologizing for making us late and all he would say was.."hay the game doesn't matter one single bit." i then realized he had brought me a jar full of lifesaver candies with a note tucked in the top. He whispered in my ear and told me to read the note when i felt like it, and also told me that he had brought me dinner to eat when i was ready. [i read the note later.. and seriously it was the cutest thing on planet earth. ladies it would just melt your hearts] I finally calmed down, and continued straightening my hair. He walked into my room and asked me what i was planning to wear to the basketball game. (clearly its because there were probably 8492122 outfits scattered all over my room in attempt to find something that looked decent). I hesitated because i was embarrassed at running soo late on time, but eventually told him that i didnt know what i was going to wear. He told me he would pick me an outfit so "i wouldnt stress about it." How cute right? I gently told him i was planning to wear my black jeans.. which as you ladies know..naturally means i couldnt wear a navy shirt. He laughed when i told him that because i guess that only eliminated 3 shirts from my closet. haha Anyway he picked me out a cute new roxy hoodie that i had never worn. His reasoning: "i know you dont feel great this week and this is just comfy and cute." hahah what guy says that right?! so adorable. I got dressed, did my make up, and went downstairs to eat before we headed to the game. By now it was 8:15 and i felt terrible for making us so late.

I will be honest. I totally thought he picked me up some Wendy's, or Arby's, or something fast and accessible on the way over to my house. I mean seriously... he got there decently fast! BUT there, sitting on my counter was a fresh cafe rio salad. My favoriteeeee. I was so shocked and so happy that I instantly expressed my Thank Yous x's a billion. He was so cute and all worried about me not liking it when he explained..."i know you have been craving salads lately (which by the way is totally true.. i pretty much eat them for everyyy meal).. but i also know you have been feeling really fat and bloated lately. So i got you a pork salad with out any beans because that's the main thing that will make you feel bloated. Sooo i hope it's ok and that you like it."

I seriously don't deserve this boy in the slightest. Dinner, a jar of candies, the sweetest note ever received, and all within minutes of my phone call? This boy is magic i tell you! He is such a total sweetheart and is constantly working to make me happy. He is thoughtful, loving, funny, and just plain great in every way. A real winner i tell you! i can't even wait to tell you more and more about this cute boy!


  1. really. so darling.
    so glad you are happy!

  2. we do homework the same way. read a paragraph - blog stalk - read another - facebook - read a sentence - pin some things. you get the idea. basically it takes me a million years to do any homework. but on to the good stuff: i about died over this story. sweetest thing of my life. ten hundred points for ammon.

  3. Weird...Ammon picked out MY outfit and got ME Cafe Rio when I was having a rough day last week. K not really, but he is a good guy. Thanks for tweeting something other than a Gossip Girl retweet, looks like you can still have the privilege of having me as a follower. Even though I threw up in my mouth a little when you described your snot-covered T-shirt and pasty white hairy legs (TMI TMI TMI TMI).

  4. Hay: I am just realizing that I think I am your APO, Armed forces, Middle East, Canada Blog Stalker!!! Pretty sure I thought I was living in Italy but apparently the online world reads our locals differently ( ha ha) Funny stuff. Great story, been thinking about you alot lately and hope you are doing okay. Hang in there. I love my BOX. It sits in my room -- so cute. the girls and I talk about it alot and all of the fun we had.... We miss you...

  5. Yeah this was freakin adorable! I read this whole thing!! Love love love

  6. Hayley, you are doing great!! Way to go on making the Deans List and stay strong. Sending you love from Newport and hey if you ever want to kill 6 hours and drive, come on down. It has been absolutely gorgeous here! xoxo


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