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So, in a little more than a years time, I'll be a wife. I'll have a husband. Weird. I'm engaged. I feel weird saying fiancee (if I say it around Paul he always says "Beyonce?" and it makes me laugh!) I'll no longer be a Batt. I'm happy. It feels a little strange. I've thought about my wedding before, but not like this. Not things that I'm really going to buy and things that will really happen. I don't know. I'm glad I'm in love.