Oh Prince Humperdink...
“I have my country’s 500th anniversary to plan, my wife to murder and Gilder to blame for it. I’m swamped.”
Owencreature moved to Colorado Wednesday so I’m back to using the library or Panera for my Internet access. I could keep paying the $53 a month cable bill … or I can save that money. Seeing as planning a wedding is now high on my priority list of things to do, saving money is definitely something I’m keen on doing.
Yep. Owencreature and I are engaged.
This is my girly squeeing face ^___^. I don’t squee out loud too often about this. But in my head it’s finally a reality.
Since returning from the Motherland of NoVa I’ve been ridiculously busy, so I apologize for not posting about this earlier.
Physically we returned to Georgia last Thursday to puppy sit for our sports editor’s four furry kids. (Blessedly it rained that night, but I still don’t think it’s enough to drag the state out of drought conditions. Too bad no one else will remember we still need to conserve water.) Friday morning we had errands to run which put us back at the Underdark Friday afternoon right before Owencreature needed to leave for work. We entered the apartment to find a good 4-by-6 foot hunk of plaster dangling from the ceiling and dripping water.
There’s been water damage in that apartment since I moved in but the complex’s solution is just to paint over it and never really look into the cause. After some choice phraseology and cursing of my former roommate, Ame, maintenance arrives and begins to clean up the mess. To get out of the way Owencreature suggests we go for a walk.
Along the nature trail behind the complex I sat down on the path and confessed to him that I’m starting to become numb to all the chaos. Then, he crouched down beside me and said that on days when the ceiling collapses, generally bad days and even on the good days he wants to be there for me. So would I marry him? This is a loose paraphrase but it includes all the high points and the fact that I said yes.
Now I have a very shiny aquamarine ring around my neck that I’ll take back to the jeweler to get resized later this weekend and a deadline to get away from my unfortunate job. I don’t know how people take pictures of rings since I’ve royally failed so far…but at least one picture is up on Facebook.
Thus, if you’re reading this, please save the date for Oct. 31 for the most nontraditional and unconventional wedding of myself and Owencreature. Proper invitations will happen in the future once I figure out how to do this whole wedding planning thing.
Owencreature moved to Colorado Wednesday so I’m back to using the library or Panera for my Internet access. I could keep paying the $53 a month cable bill … or I can save that money. Seeing as planning a wedding is now high on my priority list of things to do, saving money is definitely something I’m keen on doing.
Yep. Owencreature and I are engaged.
This is my girly squeeing face ^___^. I don’t squee out loud too often about this. But in my head it’s finally a reality.
Since returning from the Motherland of NoVa I’ve been ridiculously busy, so I apologize for not posting about this earlier.
Physically we returned to Georgia last Thursday to puppy sit for our sports editor’s four furry kids. (Blessedly it rained that night, but I still don’t think it’s enough to drag the state out of drought conditions. Too bad no one else will remember we still need to conserve water.) Friday morning we had errands to run which put us back at the Underdark Friday afternoon right before Owencreature needed to leave for work. We entered the apartment to find a good 4-by-6 foot hunk of plaster dangling from the ceiling and dripping water.
There’s been water damage in that apartment since I moved in but the complex’s solution is just to paint over it and never really look into the cause. After some choice phraseology and cursing of my former roommate, Ame, maintenance arrives and begins to clean up the mess. To get out of the way Owencreature suggests we go for a walk.
Along the nature trail behind the complex I sat down on the path and confessed to him that I’m starting to become numb to all the chaos. Then, he crouched down beside me and said that on days when the ceiling collapses, generally bad days and even on the good days he wants to be there for me. So would I marry him? This is a loose paraphrase but it includes all the high points and the fact that I said yes.
Now I have a very shiny aquamarine ring around my neck that I’ll take back to the jeweler to get resized later this weekend and a deadline to get away from my unfortunate job. I don’t know how people take pictures of rings since I’ve royally failed so far…but at least one picture is up on Facebook.
Thus, if you’re reading this, please save the date for Oct. 31 for the most nontraditional and unconventional wedding of myself and Owencreature. Proper invitations will happen in the future once I figure out how to do this whole wedding planning thing.