Weddings make me cry. every time.

Sooooo. It's finals. I'm up all night writing a paper and I need a break. Not really news.

BUT I went home this weekend for my brother Benn's wedding to Amanda (yay new SIL). It was fab.

The weather was fantastic. 70's and sunny (except for one night when there was a thunderstorm. yes. thunderstorm) perfect. and green green green.

My family was all there! I got to see everybody all at once! And all the kids! YES! AND MY DOG! IT WAS GREAT!

(ps all of those exclamation points are merited. every. single. one. even though now I've used up all the exclamations points for the rest of the year)

So, basically, I spent two and a half days sleeping, eating, playing with dogs and playing with kids and babies. And wedding stuff.

We also went to the Atlanta Temple open house. Cool. So glad my brother Benn was there to explain things a little better than the ushers did.

The result of temple+kids+family+wedding+catching bouquet at said wedding... I really want to get married now. Right now. Marriage, family, babies. Want them. Want them now.

This may be the combined result of stress from finals and being so emotionally pumped these last few days. But maybe not.

Maybe its the realization that I'm 23, and about to graduate BYU unmarried. Which I'm proud of. But I see tons of my friends married, getting married and having babies. Both of the men I seriously considered marrying are now married. Today I found out one of them has a baby. Whoa. I feel like I'm missing out on something here. Something good.

This is strange. For almost two years now (in fact, since I broke up with the guy that now has a baby) I haven't really felt like I should be making marriage a priority. Marriage? Not right now, thanks. I'm going to grad school. I'm too busy.

I feel like I'm having some kind of early-life crisis.

But before any of this can happen, I need to find myself a man. *sigh* Easier said than done.

But first, the last paper of my undergraduate career.