A White Wedding

This weekend I had the privilege of attending one of my best friend's weddings. I have been so excited for this day! Amber and I met when I moved to Washington my senior year of high school. I remember being so nervous before moving (to my third high school in three years in three states)...but then the bishop's daughter, Amber, began writing me emails, and we became best friends before we had even met! 

On choir tour in CA senior year

Our Senior Prom

Disneyland of choir tour 

Summer after freshmen year of college

Other than that senior year of high school, we spent a couple of summers together in Washington and have been phone buddies and visited often in the past nine years, even though we have gone to different colleges and Amber went on a mission to California. We love talking, we love dancing, we love singing, and we love our Katie and Amber-ness. 

For the last few months, Ben and I have felt honored and excited to go down and celebrate with Amber as well as to bask in the warmth of St. George. Let's just say...St. George was definitely warmer than the one digits in Ogden, but twenty degrees is not the balmy warmth that St. George is known for and neither is the snow that came down about eight (or more) inches (which because of St. George's lack of snow resources, basically shut the whole town down. We later found out it was the coldest and snowiest that St. George had been in a hundred years.) It sure was an adventure!

The night before the big day I was able to spend some girl time with Amber and one of her other best friends (also named Amber) :) I gave Amber my gift to her, helped decorate a teeny bit, and then us girls were off to get a manicure. It was my first manicure ever and oh so much fun! Then we had a girls' night to Olive Garden. I hadn't had that much girl time in a while; it was wonderful. 

The next morning the snow was piling down, but Amber had her white wedding and officially became a White! The St. George Temple is beautiful, and the snow added an extra magic to it. Amber looked like a stunning snow princess. 

The snow looked magical but the slush seeping through our cheap flats was not so magical. 

Basically, my second family. Oh, how I love the Haueters!

Ben was so patient through the whole trip. There were times where we were doing girl things and Ben was helping out for the reception. Ben is as supportive as they come. 

After the dancing and the cake cutting, the Whites were off! I am so happy for them! So often Amber and I would sit on her porch swing and talk about our future marriages and who we would marry--the way most teenage girls do. It is magical when those built up dreams come true.