Birthdays and little cakes and shiny, sparkly rings.
WELL. SO.
Yesterday was my birthday, and it was also settlement on that block of land Trav and I bought, so - after morning presents which included a bottle of Gucci Rush, YUM (it smells just like fruit tingles!) - Trav and I went for a drive out to Yarra Glen to walk around our empty block and say things like "Look! I might be standing in our FUTURE BEDROOM!" Well, maybe it was just me who said things like that, whatever.
And while we were there, Trav gave me another birthday present... an engagement ring!
It was the best ever. He got down on one knee, in the middle of what will one day be our brand new house, and asked if I'd do him the honour. And obviously, I did. And now I have a fiance and a sparkly new diamond! YAAAAY,
We spent the rest of the day driving around the wineries of the area, doing lots of tastings (me more than Trav, obviously, as he was driving). And then he took me out to dinner at The Press Club before coming home and singing me happy birthday. It was pretty fantastic.
Anyway, have a picspam of my birthday and other shenangans of late.
Trav made me these birthday cupcakes - they were orange buttercakes with orangy-sugary icing. He decorated them all himself, too. Sweet :)
I made these. I called them choc-orange haphazard cakes, because I just used left over batter from the cupcakes, whipped up some chocolate ganache and threw on some sprinkles. They turned out suprisingly well!
This was birthday eve. If my whole life could be like this picture, I would be happy. Presents in the background, a teapot full of tea with a matching cup and saucer and milk jug (I don't have the sugar bowl in this set, and it kills me), and a chocolate cupcake. Bliss!
Standing on the block of land in Yarra Glen. There are little lakes fore and aft of the place, which is lovely!
Losing the battle with the giggles. You need to take pictures of me REALLY QUICKLY, because I get all worried that I look stupid and start laughing. Also, it is windy!
I didn't know it when I took this, but at this moment Trav is gearing himself up to ask the big question.
Shiny!
Picking out the first cupcake is very srs bzns.
That's all for today. I'm not gonna bother writing about last weeks SPN because it was one of the few eps that I've been fairly uninterested in (while still being ion love with all the Sam/Dean shenanigans, of course) and I want to save my excited sqeecaps for episodes I actually care about SORRY, SPN. YOU KICKED A BEHIND WITH THIS ONE. (Which, for my non-AFL-loving flisters, is still better than kicking it out on the full)
I need to go get my ring resized, it's too big and I'm constantly holding it on with my thumb. First I need to get out of my dressing gown. Sigh.
--Beck
Yesterday was my birthday, and it was also settlement on that block of land Trav and I bought, so - after morning presents which included a bottle of Gucci Rush, YUM (it smells just like fruit tingles!) - Trav and I went for a drive out to Yarra Glen to walk around our empty block and say things like "Look! I might be standing in our FUTURE BEDROOM!" Well, maybe it was just me who said things like that, whatever.
And while we were there, Trav gave me another birthday present... an engagement ring!
It was the best ever. He got down on one knee, in the middle of what will one day be our brand new house, and asked if I'd do him the honour. And obviously, I did. And now I have a fiance and a sparkly new diamond! YAAAAY,
We spent the rest of the day driving around the wineries of the area, doing lots of tastings (me more than Trav, obviously, as he was driving). And then he took me out to dinner at The Press Club before coming home and singing me happy birthday. It was pretty fantastic.
Anyway, have a picspam of my birthday and other shenangans of late.
Trav made me these birthday cupcakes - they were orange buttercakes with orangy-sugary icing. He decorated them all himself, too. Sweet :)
I made these. I called them choc-orange haphazard cakes, because I just used left over batter from the cupcakes, whipped up some chocolate ganache and threw on some sprinkles. They turned out suprisingly well!
This was birthday eve. If my whole life could be like this picture, I would be happy. Presents in the background, a teapot full of tea with a matching cup and saucer and milk jug (I don't have the sugar bowl in this set, and it kills me), and a chocolate cupcake. Bliss!
Standing on the block of land in Yarra Glen. There are little lakes fore and aft of the place, which is lovely!
Losing the battle with the giggles. You need to take pictures of me REALLY QUICKLY, because I get all worried that I look stupid and start laughing. Also, it is windy!
I didn't know it when I took this, but at this moment Trav is gearing himself up to ask the big question.
Shiny!
Picking out the first cupcake is very srs bzns.
That's all for today. I'm not gonna bother writing about last weeks SPN because it was one of the few eps that I've been fairly uninterested in (while still being ion love with all the Sam/Dean shenanigans, of course) and I want to save my excited sqeecaps for episodes I actually care about SORRY, SPN. YOU KICKED A BEHIND WITH THIS ONE. (Which, for my non-AFL-loving flisters, is still better than kicking it out on the full)
I need to go get my ring resized, it's too big and I'm constantly holding it on with my thumb. First I need to get out of my dressing gown. Sigh.
--Beck