A [Very] Happy New Year!

Aaaaand just like that, 2017 is gone. 

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This past year will go down forever as one of my favorites, and I think the reason is pretty self-explanatory. Regardless, I will use a series of gifs and photos to explain most accurately what 2017 meant to me; the things I'm grateful for, the experiences had, and the ways things will never be the same. 

First of all, this is obvious:

June 4, 2017 - Morgan and I joined forces, for good and forever. #OneMoMorrison

June 4, 2017 - Morgan and I joined forces, for good and forever. #OneMoMorrison

2017 marks the start of an era where I always have someone to lean on; my very own Scottie Pippen.

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Family has been a huge blessing that I'm grateful for. Check it:

I'm thankful for my mother's love.

I'm thankful for my mother's love.

I'm thankful for my father's love (and his excessively generous genetic contribution).

I'm thankful for my father's love (and his excessively generous genetic contribution).

Like I said, family is dope. 

I'm still not done with this whole family growth thing either. I don't know that there will be another year that I have as many additions to what I call my family (due to the little shindig on June 4). The crazy thing is that we weren't even done growing after the wedding! 

My newest little dude Lincoln Jay Vliet was born August 14. He's pretty chill so far. Not much of a conversationalist,  but he cool doh.

I'm also grateful for God's protection this past year. Not just for me, but for my family, Morgan, and her family as well! We had a little scare with this little guy a few weeks after he was born. 


We've been fortunate, though, that God has our back better than Tim Duncan has Durantula's.

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I loved 2017, but I don't want to ever do it again. I'm ready for new adventures! And I'm pumped to jump into whatever they may be with this little lady. 


As you close out 2017, head into 2018, I wish you nothing but blessings and I hope it is 100% EPIC. 


9/3/17 : One Year (Engagement) Anniversary

A year ago today was easily one of the best days of my entire life. I had my dreams of how I would ask Morgan, some more elaborate and spectacular than others. I think the most ridiculous pipe dream of a proposal was a flash mob in the street in front of the Disney castle at Magic Kingdom with Cinderella escorting her to the top of the tower where Tinkerbell flies out of. I'd be waiting there with a Mickey Mouse Ring Pop. 

Ultimately, I just wanted to surprise Morgan. We had talked enough about it that I knew I had to do it sooner than later because otherwise she'd start being on high-alert. Here's a few things to know about our engagement story. 

1) When Morgan and I first started getting to know each other, we began creating a list of things that we wanted to experience together. It was silly things like watching a certain movie that was important to one of us, or a fun road trip to our grandparents house. The reason this list is important is because something Morgan added to the list made me aware that she was interested in me: romantic, truck-bed stargazing. We checked many items off the list, but truck-bed stargazing never got checked off, even 3 years into dating.

2) Morgan is very allergic to peanut butter, but she loves almond butter.

3) Morgan spent a year in Africa as a student missionary right in the middle of our relationship and the relationships she made while there are some of the most special relationships I think she will ever have. She LOVES those kids from that orphanage. 

4) Morgan loves family. 

5) When I asked Morgan to be my girlfriend, I wrote a song to sing that ends with "Will you be my girrrrllll....friend." 

Here's the story!

So I used my album release party as a reason to get my family in town without raising any suspicion. I "impulse" bought a constellation projector, and my roommate conveniently left his Ford Ranger at our apartment. So I convinced Morgan to go truck-bed stargazing with me in a good friend's garage/shed. I remember on the way there Morgan realized that I didn't have a power cord for the projector. I don't know how I changed the subject, but I got sweaty with anxiety while I distracted her. 

We laid "under the stars" for about 15 minutes, and then I stumbled around in the dark trying to find a switch for some Christmas lights that my friends had left out after a "photoshoot or something...." I brought Morgan over there, turned on the lights and there was a TV on a stand there, where she watched this video. 


Then, this happened. 

"Is this REAL?!"

"Is this REAL?!"

After she said yes, I went over and opened the garage door which had BOTH of our families on the other side. We all had a grand time together, eating smores and ice cream!

That's the story of one of my happiest moments I've ever experienced in my entire life. Now we're married, and it's still awesome. 

8/18/17 : White Coat Ceremony

First of all, I missed a day again. If you want to know why, read my blog from last Friday as it still applies to yesterday. I just straight crashed on the couch last night WAY earlier than I usually go to bed. I'm starting off the day with some much needed rest though!

Yesterday was the last day of Morgan's new student orientation into the doctoral program of Occupational Therapy at Creighton University. I'm so excited for her, but I know she's super nervous about it all, especially certain classes like neuro-anatomy. 

On the last day, they do the Ceremony of Professionalism... which most other places just call a white coat ceremony I think? There were about 350 other new students starting either Occupational Therapy, Physical Therapy, or Pharmacy, and they each had their names read as they put on a fancy little white coat. 

The OT's were first, and Morgan was in the second row, so it started off with a bang, and then I played some games on my phone or made jokes with her dad for an hour. Shockingly, only like 5 students got any kind of cheer or applause from their families in the audience... people were WAY too serious. I guess that's why they call it a professionalism ceremony? 

Anyways, here are some photos. The clearer ones are from Dave (Morgan's dad) on his Samsung,  which I'm sure he'd be happy for me to share with you. The others were very kindly taken for us by a friend I ran into randomly that was on the other side of the auditorium from us. Thanks Chelsea!

I'm proud of my wife! She's gonna make an awesome OT in 3 years, so watch out. 

Day 38: NBA + Mawwiage

I think that relating funny NBA gifs to mawwiage is becoming one of my favorite things to do. So here's my small, window's view update on married life.


Sometimes, I complain that our AC is always set to 75 because I like it at 72. When I get frustrated because I'm feeling too hot, this is Morgan's solution for me. 

Sometimes, I complain that our AC is always set to 75 because I like it at 72. When I get frustrated because I'm feeling too hot, this is Morgan's solution for me. 

Here, you can clearly see me reacting to Morgan telling me she needs to lose weight. "From where?!"

Here, you can clearly see me reacting to Morgan telling me she needs to lose weight. "From where?!"

This is exactly how it goes down if I get in bed and haven't brushed my teeth yet. 

This is exactly how it goes down if I get in bed and haven't brushed my teeth yet. 

All in all, marriage is still awesome! We're lovin' it!

Day 34+35: Oops

I missed Sunday again. BUT I did get a lot done!

My parents came into Lincoln on their to Omaha for a conference, so we got to spend Saturday night and Sunday morning with them! My dad picked up a sweet, used theater sofa for us in Denver, and we moved it into the basement. Then we had some leftover pasta that Morgan made, some homemade ice cream (which was more like soup), and PEACHES. 

The next morning we went for a bike ride to Panera after having coffee in our little living room, and then my dad decided to help us put some shelves up in our apartment! Morgan helped me clean and reorganize the "theater room" in our basement, and I had a greatly productive music meeting. By the end of the day I was very tired, and COMPLETELY forgot to blog. 

I don't mind, though. It doesn't hurt much that only one person has asked to be on my accountability list, so it only cost me $1 to miss the day; However, the primary reason I don't mind that I messed up my "Year of Blogging" again because I was so busy enjoying my family's company, making a home with my wife, and working on a career I love.

A day spent building a relationship, home, or future is a day never wasted.


Day 33: 8 Weeks Ago :)

8 weeks ago today, Morgan and I celebrated our last Sabbath as "single" individuals (according to the state, at least). Our families and friends came together a day before the wedding to worship and eat together, and to just spend time enjoying each other's company. It was truly a blessing to Morgan and I, and one of the highest highlights of the weekend for us. 

Here are some pictures from that day! 

If you want to see more pictures like these, my brother-in-law posted about 250 on flickr, which you can view here

Also, a quick update: marriage is still awesome.

Day 26: Hot

This past week was super hot here in Lincoln, Nebraska. Like this kind of hot. 

I have a very pale complexion. It is difficult for me to be in the sun without burning. A good tan on me is more of an orange-ish brown. I used to get very jealous of Morgan because her skin is incredibly wonderful and dark after 2 hours in the sun. Then I realized, her skin is just darker than mine. I wouldn't get mad about someone from the Dominican Republic being darker than me; their skin is just darker. So now I don't get mad about it. She's just darker. 

However, I do get mad about what the sun does to me. 

The pools are nice though. 



PS: I had internet issues last night when I tried posting this! Sorry for the delay!

Day 24: The Little Mermaid

Tonight, the Pinewood Bowl Amphitheater hosted "The Little Mermaid" as Broadway does it, but all the actors and musicians were local volunteers from L-Town. Morgan was PUMPED. I was pretty excited myself. 

I used to think that stuff was lame, and then an (ex)girlfriend took me for my birthday to see the Lion King Broadway musical in Omaha, NE. It was LITERALLY the most magical viewing experience of my life. 

So, we were gonna skip it because it was 100 degrees out, but we forget to tell everyone we invited, so when we realized it and our friends were already there, we quick scurried over to Pioneer's Park. It was like swimming in a hot tub of air. My shirt was disgusting. Then the music finally started. 

Does anyone know if heat and humidity affect a french horn worse than the other instruments in an orchestra? 

I was just wondering.... no reason.

All in all, it was really fun, and I'm proud of my fellow Lincolnites for putting on a program like that! I really, truly, honestly love living here. I also love living here with Morgan. Its way cooler.

Anyways, now its 11:59 and I gotta get this thing posted. 

Just a reminder, I'm blogging every day for a year. If you want to be on The List, tell me in the comments. If you don't know what The List is, read Day 1.  

Day 21: Mawwiage (2)

So Morgan and I have been married a little over a month now, and we still love it. The "honeymoon phase" is still goin' strong, and I want to treat Morgan amazing every day. It's not that we haven't had any spats, or argued pointlessly about something silly, or even just annoyed each other a little bit (I can annoy anyone, soooo....). But overall, every single night I'm happy to crawl into bed with her, and I know she's happy to wake up next to me. 

My question that I've been mulling over this evening is this: Is it possible to treat each other with so much love and respect that we always love being married to each other this much? 

Please answer in the comments, whether you're single or married for 35 years. I'm truly interested in everyone's thoughts on the subject!

Day 20: First Days Apart

Well, Friday marked the first weekend that we spent apart since we were married. I had a concert in Rochester, MN with Azriel and so she got to spend the weekend at home in Orlando with her parents. 

I'm not a fan of being apart. I never have been, but now I ESPECIALLY don't like it. 

But I drove all morning to get home, and she traveled all day to get home, and now we're together so this is all I have to say.

Being married is still awesome and I love it. 

Day 8: 4th of July Nostalgia

Ahhhh, the 4th of July! One of my top 3 holidays, right up there with Christmas and Thanksgiving. There’s so many things that give me nostalgia about this holiday. I suppose my favorite thing about the origin is the fact that it marked the end (ish) of a war. I also must say that I am forever grateful for the sacrifices made by other men and women in order for me to live with the freedoms I have. In the spirit of patriotism, here is a picture of me.

The night "The Bald Eagle" was born. 

The night "The Bald Eagle" was born. 

Back to the nostalgic, feel-good aspects of this day that always make it feel so special. Much to the disgust of my wife Morgan, I am going to make a list as we drive back to Lincoln on I-80.

  • The Food. Goodness gracious, the delicious 4th of July feasts. Watermelon, burgers and hot dogs, potato salads, pop (def: soda – for you heathens), chips, sugar cookies, and cold treats like ice cream and popsicles. Mercy…
  • The Fireworks. I love a good fireworks show. Neither Morgan or myself ever got super into shooting off our own big fireworks. However, a long, explosive fireworks show always just makes me feel so excited. I loved the anticipation of sitting in a boat or on a hill, waiting for the first one to light up the sky. It was always fun to watch and rank your favorite types of decorative explosions. My absolute FAVE was sitting close enough for the ashes to float down onto my big, bulbous, blond, bowl-cut covered head.
  • The Water. Both of us have spent many of these holidays on the water. For me it was often on a lake, either hanging out on a beach or in a boat. We would wakeboard, ski, kneeboard, or just cruise around, looking at the beautiful houses lining the shore. Whether on a lake, or by the ocean, or getting in water fights, water always has been involved in some way in our celebration (except this one...).
  • The Parade. I flippin loved the parade. Not much to it. Just a normal parade in which I would collect candy thrown at me. And I love candy.
  • The Outfits. I would plan all year what outfit I was going to wear on the 4th. The more red, white, and blue on my body the better. Jokes. This is definitely a Morgan memory. Every year, she couldn’t wait to pick out something patriotic from Old Navy that she could wear to match her little sister Madison.

    Which leads to our last, most important thing we love about the holiday.
  • The Friends and Family. Hands down, this is what takes a fun holiday and makes it glow all warm and perfect in our memories. Nothing can make a day more special than sharing stories, laughs, and love with the people around you. We’re both very grateful to our parents and everyone throughout the years that have done so much to create these incredible memories for us, and I consider myself pretty lucky to have married someone who appreciates so many of the same things I do on a day like this.

Happy Independence Day!

Here's my favorite patriotic arrangement out there. Enjoy!

Day 7: Blended Families

This past weekend, Morgan and I have been celebrating her Great Aunt June’s 90th birthday in the Denver area.  It’s been a great excuse to visit some Union College students at Glacier View Ranch to talk about our alma mater, as well as an opportunity to see my parents and brother’s family.

Morgan’s mother comes from a family with very rich German heritage, so every time they all get together, food happens. Right now, I’m in the living room at Aunt June’s while Morgan is learning (with all her aunties I think… I’m having a hard time keeping track of who’s who!) how to make the famous cheese buttons. Saturday afternoon I got to experience Aunt June’s noodle soup with mashed potatoes and I gotta say, I’m a fan of all this German food stuff.

On our 45 minute drive here, Morgan and I did some talking, and we did some sitting quietly, and we did some singing. It turns out that one of my favorite things about being with her is that it has NEVER been awkward, whether we’re sitting in silence, being goofy, or having serious conversations.

I guess, the main thing I’m getting at today is that one of my favorite things about marriage so far has been blending families. Getting to know Morgan’s side the past few years has been a blast, but it just feels different now!

It kind of reminds me of this little, aqua green, GEO Metro my older sister used to drive. She taught me how to drive a manual transmission in it when I was 15, and I loved it. Not because it was this fast sports car or had fancy features, but because it just held a special place in my heart, and it was fun to drive because any stick shift felt more like a racecar than an automatic!

Me standing by my GEO

Me standing by my GEO

 But then 5th gear went out.
And then 4th gear went out.

So once this car had a max cruising speed of 40mph, completely incapable of driving on highways, it became my daily driver.  Now that it was mine, it became the COOLEST car in the parking lot at school (according to me, and only me most likely). I dubbed it “The Drift Buster”. Those tires were so thin that they just sliced through the biggest snow drifts without ever losing traction. I loved it even more because now it was mine.

Looking at Morgan’s old family pictures, meeting great aunts and uncles, and taking part in their family traditions means so much more to me now, and I think it’s because it isn’t just Morgan’s family. It’s also mine, and they have really made me feel like I am theirs.

Basically -- #blessed, #amirite?

Day 6: Four weeks of bein' married.

Exactly 4 weeks ago today, Morgan and I made a pretty incredible commitment. I remember driving to the airport for our honeymoon the next day and saying to her, "We're locked in. We decided yesterday to be best friends forever, no matter what. We're gonna be living together when we're 65 years old. You're still gonna have to kiss me when my lips are wrinkly and my breath smells like altoids. You can't back out anymore if I accidentally pass gas in public." 

But as we talked more about it, we realized the weight of the decision, and I think it kind of felt like this:

But then again, we're young, in love, and literally just having a blast. So after 4 weeks, we feel more like we're riding into the future carrying the weight of that decision like this. 

So far, we just love being married. I know I've heard Morgan answer the "How's marriage?!" question about as many times as I've been asked it, and she says the same things as me.

We just love being together! Plain and simple.


Day 4: Ain't No Mountain High Enough

Press play on this song while scrolling down and looking at this picture of Morgan and I. 

Real love at Glacier View Ranch

Real love at Glacier View Ranch

One issue I have with writing songs is getting to a point where I don't have to be so literal. I could never have written this song (Ain't No Mountain...) because I'd say to myself, "But there probably IS a mountain that could keep me from getting to Morgan... I'm a very unprepared, weak hiker!" 

It's very silly. I couldn't ever write a love song that says, "I think about you all day" because I'd feel like a liar! I don't think about Morgan all day... however, I do think about her a lot. Here's what mine would sound like:


 I think about you many times throughout the day.
Sometimes randomly, or cuz you text,
or cuz you call
Sometimes because I need your help
I also think about basketball.


But who would wanna listen to that? 

Day 3: A Wedding (Preview)

So I just jacked some pictures from social media, and other friends Facebook's because I'm too impatient to wait until we get the professional photos from our amazing photographer. 

Morgan's lil "show-stoppers" were some terrorizing, adorable goofballs. 

Morgan's lil "show-stoppers" were some terrorizing, adorable goofballs. 

I like it. So I put a ring on it. #ThanksBeyonce

I like it. So I put a ring on it. #ThanksBeyonce

This whole weekend was a blur of straight fun with friends and family. I don't think I've stopped smiling since. I also think my nephews at either donuts or cookies for 48 hours straight. If you were a guest and noticed desserts on the plate with bites taken out, its because they thought they wouldn't get in trouble for just taking just a bite out of one (or 4).

When we get more pictures I'll talk more about this day. For now, here's just a snapshot-taste into the highlight of my life so far!