THE temple pictures.

The other night I got a little package in the mail that had all our temple pictures in them. 

I was so excited and spent the night going googly eyes over my handsome husband. 

I'm pretty sure he's the most photogenic person on planet earth and I love him for it. 

**side story**

So we drove to the temple together and that's just a funny car ride for all soon-to-be couples, I'm sure.

You can only imagine, we're just both so excited to be married and there's just really not that much to say! 

Because...

 1. You've already said how excited you are to be married like 20 million times and 

2. talking about anything other than how excited you are to be married just seems weird and gross. 

So anyway...during that awesome car ride, B says, "we're getting married" and then paused for a little bit, looked at me, then with the hugest/giggliest smile on his face yelled "YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND!"

I died you guys, I was laughing so hard. 

He literally seemed like a little boy in that moment and it just melted my heart like a grape popsicle. 

So...I love him for that too.

And here's a picture overload for you, cuz you know what they say...

Why show 1 wedding pic, when you can show 80.  

Enjoy. 

^^ can we please have a moment to admire this picture? I died when I saw it...drool city, if you will. 

Thanks to my cuzzo Christina for the piccy's! You da best there ever was.

THE save the date video.

One thing that I super wanted for our wedding was a legit video to be able to watch when we're 80 years old. 

So...we hired THIS chick because I L.O.V.E her work, aaaaand she's the cutest thing on planet earth. 

I'm not even kidding, she was so easy and fun to work with.

Luckily we got bomb weather in December...whaaat?

And our good friend Eric (who runs the canyon express up Provo Canyon), let us borrow his rad bus.

But getting ready for this little video shoot was a tad stressful...

What do we wear?

What backpack should we bring?

Do you even know how to drive a bus?

Are we even allowed to drive a bus?

I hope we don't look dumb on film. 

What dance moves should we do?

Is this too many bracelets?

Beanie or no beanie?

Crap, where the heck is my longboard?

Seriously you guys...we couldn't even decide what marshmellows to buy...there's like 20 different sizes these days! 

Not to mention, B's idea to bring a bunch of his shoes came at the last second. 

Did you know he keeps all his shoes in their boxes? 

We were hauling boxes like crazy people into the car, then into the bus, then we had to unpack them for the shoot, then line them up, then put them back in their correct boxes, then back into the bus. 

It was a shoe nightmare. 

But hey. 

It was totally worth it. 

We seriously had the best time shooting this thing and pretending like we were movie stars for a split second.

Can't wait to show this thing to all our kids and grandkids one day!

"mom...you wore hightop wedges??! Gross."

Jk...hopefully they'll think we're the coolest parents ever and then beg us to go longboarding with them.

Riki & Blake: Save the Date from Haugen Creative on Vimeo.

Movie by: Haugen Creative
Music: Baby I'm Yours by Breakbot

Details of the wedding day.

Last night, I was looking through a whole bunch of wedding pictures, and I found these little cuties...

Oh ya...we were puuumped. 

I think that they are some of my favorite pictures from the 5,000 we have of that day...no lie, we were soooooo stoked and happy to be married!

So as I was looking through all of these pictures, I started to get sad. 

Sad because the day was the best day ever. 

And sad because the day came and went way too fast!

But don't worry, in my reminiscing I started to remember all the funny things that happened prior to walking out of the temple and thought I would share.  

1. I woke up, only to find out that I had lost my dad's tie that he was supposed to wear that night. Had to go on a frantic search to find a new one! Sorry Dad!

2. I forgot to do my nails...so the mum painted them while I got my hair done.

3. We all got to the Mount Timp. temple only to realize that no one grabbed my wedding dress! Whaat?

4. We're about to walk into the temple and my mom goes to get out her recommend, which wasn't there and still chillin at our house. 

5. We're giving our information to the workers and bam...B gets a bloody nose. 

6. I'm praying the entire time that I don't get a hot flash and start to sweat at every pore during our sealing. 

7. While waiting for our turn to get sealed, someone comes up to B and asks "Now son, are you sure about this?" just jokingly, of course. That boy of mine replies "ummm, ya. I think so."

uhhh-huuuuh, what was that babe? You thiiiink so??

Solid answer to give 2 seconds before we're about to be sealed. for. eternity.

8. The second B and I walk out of the room after being sealed, he and I start fist pumping and cheering and I yell "WE DID IT!" to the little lady that was helping us. 

She didn't didn't celebrate with us. Just hushed us really quickly. We totally forgot we were still in a super holy and sacred place. :/ oops. 

9. I got all ready in my dress and everything and literally spent 10 minutes waiting for B to finish getting ready. Ya, I know. Isn't the groom supposed to wait for the bride? Hahaha all the temple workers were laughing at me, "now you just remind him of this day when he's waiting on you to get ready, you hear?"

All in all, it was the best morning ever. Seriously, all of this happened and it wasn't stressful or frustrating or anything. Just pure happiness.

Definitely the best day of my life so far. 

Oh! And good news. B's bloody nose stopped right before we got sealed and came back right when he got into the dressing room. 

And I didn't even get a hot flash :)

The church is true and the book is blue, kids!

aaaaand, here's a video that B and I took right before heading into the temple :)

Complete with some background Chris Brown music for your entertainment. 

THE guest notes.

B and I had a sign-in book at our reception, but I wanted to do a little something more. 

So after some pinteresting and brain storming, my dad and I created these frames. 

They are created from old, ugly wood (which I loooove) and strung with rope. 

The guests were able to write a little note for us and these babies were jam packed with some seriously love by the end of the night. 

 I had the BEST time reading everything.

I'm convinced I'm surrounded by the best family and friends ever.

If any of you need these little cuties for your wedding, PLEASE shoot me an email.

They're just chillin and taking up valuable space over at the Laws residence. :)

erikamlaws (at) gmail (dot) com

THE bridesmaids. THE groomsmen.

THE LADIES...

Kanik, Mac Daddy, Lachelly, Nugget, Jess, B-dawg, Kal-a-rama, and Delbs...

Thanks for being my best friends. 

I love you!

And thanks for accompanying me my wedding day.

You da best. 

THE GENTLEMEN...

Sky, Mitch, J, Kasey, Myke, Ryan, and Joshua...

Thanks for being such good friends to me and that B-man.

I seriously love you guys. 

I've never met a cooler and more studly group of guys. 

For real...look how buff you are...

Especially you, Ryan. 

Check you out...holding my braid and all. 

Hot dang. 

 Love you all.

Aaaaaand, in the spirit of good captures of me, I present to you...

"laughing 'candid' slaughtered by the bride"

That's wassup. 

THE cake{s}.

The cakes. Easiest thing of my life! 

1. Because I already knew what I wanted. 

2. Because I knew a girl that could make it happen. 

3. That girl makes cakes that are yummy, pretty, AND cheap. (can you say boo-ya?)

So without further ado, the cake, the other cake, and the other cake.

 

Serious perfection. 

We had a chocolate nutella one.

A vanilla strawberry one. 

And a lemon one.

Unfortunety, I only got to try the lemon one... and I suppose "try" is used very loosly here as Mr. Sanfy and I didn't get much cake in our actual mouths. But I heard nothing but good things about how yummy they were, and I can't wait to crack open that lemony goodness on our one-year anniversary. (Does freezing it really work? Sounds a little crazy loco to me).

Good news! If you are in need of a cake maker for any occasion, you can contact Annie @ 801-319-8739. She is the sweetest thing and sooooo easy to work with. 

(ps...this is not paid advertising of ANY sort. Just me, sharing this awesome chica with the world...I can't hold her goodness in any longer!)

Also. Blake, my dad, and I (but mostly my dad, if we're being honest here), made the log cake stands that you see in the pictures. Since we're not planning on getting married ever (ever) again, someone else needs to put these babies to use! Contact me @ erikamlaws{at}gmail{dot}com if you are interested.

So, that's about it!
Eat cake kids, eat cake.
It's good for you.
So fetchin' good.

But wait.

First, look at me with this knife.

So scary.

So fetchin' scary.

THE engagement pics.

Let me tell you.

I have ALWAYS wanted to get married in the winter. 

Don't ask me why, but something about the cold just gets me.

(and something about not wanting to be a sweat ball in the summer standing in the receiving line outside (because if you get married in the spring or summer you HAVE to have your reception outside, duh) hugging all my friends and family while apologizing for the hot weather and sweaty armpits as my wedding makeup slowly drips off my face).

No thank you.

It's just that I have an abnormal body that loves to overheat like allllll the time.

Can you say sweat fest?

So basically a winter wedding is perfect. 

Except for the picture taking part. 

I was nervous about this. 

Let's be honest...a tree full of blossoms looks a heck of a lot prettier than a dead tree in the winter.

Luckily, we got a bomb photographer that made us look good, even in the frigid cold. 

(I'm serious you guys....B and I were numb, numb, numb by the time we were done).

So one big fat THANK YOU to Alixann Loosle Photography...

you make dead trees look good and freezing people look warm as a snickerdoodle straight out of the oven.

How about a picture overload?

Check. 

See you tomorrow!

We're talking wedding cakes. 

Ekkkk!