You're my key change
October 8th sounds like a good wedding date, doesn't it?
Yeah, dumb me didn't look closely at the email from the nice lady from the hotel. The first available Saturday isn't until then. So much for a wedding this summer. But October isn't that much further away.
And the other thing is? Anyone who has ever talked to me about weddings knows I always kind of wanted an October wedding.
It's still very surreal to look down at my hand and think, wow, someone wants to marry me. The Boyfriend (who I now have to call The Fiancé if we're being accurate, and actually, I should probably give him a more permanent nickname for that matter) took me to a water park for my birthday on Saturday, and because I'm paranoid, I left my engagement ring at home. It made me sad, which I know is ridiculous but there you go.
Apparently, it isn't coming as much of a surprise to people on his side that we're engaged. In fact, when his mom called a friend of hers, the friend's first question was "When's the wedding?" Well, if I do say so myself, I think it's obvious to anyone who sees us that we are pretty much made for each other.
Also, this:
The Fiancé: So, this is kind of horrible but kind of funny at the same time.
Missy: Okay.
The Fiancé: You know how we were talking about having to have three ring bearers?
Missy: Yeah?
The Fiancé: Well, I was re-reading your blog post about your dad saying it had to be a short aisle. So we could have two ring bearers... and an oxygen bearer.
That made me laugh for a long time.
Yeah, dumb me didn't look closely at the email from the nice lady from the hotel. The first available Saturday isn't until then. So much for a wedding this summer. But October isn't that much further away.
And the other thing is? Anyone who has ever talked to me about weddings knows I always kind of wanted an October wedding.
It's still very surreal to look down at my hand and think, wow, someone wants to marry me. The Boyfriend (who I now have to call The Fiancé if we're being accurate, and actually, I should probably give him a more permanent nickname for that matter) took me to a water park for my birthday on Saturday, and because I'm paranoid, I left my engagement ring at home. It made me sad, which I know is ridiculous but there you go.
Apparently, it isn't coming as much of a surprise to people on his side that we're engaged. In fact, when his mom called a friend of hers, the friend's first question was "When's the wedding?" Well, if I do say so myself, I think it's obvious to anyone who sees us that we are pretty much made for each other.
Also, this:
The Fiancé: So, this is kind of horrible but kind of funny at the same time.
Missy: Okay.
The Fiancé: You know how we were talking about having to have three ring bearers?
Missy: Yeah?
The Fiancé: Well, I was re-reading your blog post about your dad saying it had to be a short aisle. So we could have two ring bearers... and an oxygen bearer.
That made me laugh for a long time.