Bling, Bling

By now, with Facebook and text messaging and whatnot, it's fairly common knowledge that I am betrothed...finally. I knew that the proposal was coming. In fact, I had thought it had been coming for months now. Michael and I aren't exactly an uber-romantic couple. It's just not our style, but lately, I had been noticing just how unromantic we are and how very little information about our day-to-day activities that we keep from one another. Under these circumstances, I thought I would see the proposal coming from a mile away, and honestly, I didn't really have much of a problem with that. I just wanted it to happen.

This last Saturday, I woke just before 9:00 am after hearing Michael moving about in the other room, which I thought nothing of--he has erratic sleep patterns. I got up, took my mouth guard out (sexy!), brushed my teeth, washed my face, and combed my hair. I wouldn't normally be this thorough in my grooming upon awaking on Saturday, but I'm really glad I did! Upon my entrance into the living room, I find Michael wagging a spatula in my face, spouting something about staying out of the kitchen. Fine! Fine! Still, I was none the wiser. It wouldn't be the first time he'd cooked me breakfast. What's the big deal?

I plopped down on the couch and turned on the TV to find whatever home improvement show might be on (this is my Saturday morning routine). Minutes later, Michael presents me with a tray of breakfast featuring an omelet (fancy), bacon, juice, coffee, a bloody mary (he knows the key to my heart), and a single white rose. I thought, "How sweet!" But still I didn't know what was actually happening.

So right there, me sitting on the couch, wearing pajamas and and hideous green fuzzy house socks, TLC's Property Ladder blaring in the background, Michael is suddenly on one knee, ring box in hand, looking up at me. The following is more or less what was said:

Michael: Oh, it's really happening.
Mandy: Oh my god. [tears welling]
Michael: I love you so much, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
[silence from shear shock and awe]
Mandy: No!
Mandy: Yes! Yes! YES!
Mandy: Why are you shaking so much? Is it because you don't want to do this?
Michael: No, it's just a really big deal.
[squealing and AAAHHHHHHHHHHHing]

That's pretty much how it went down. Technically he never asked me to marry him, but I ended up with a ring so I figure that's good enough.

This now means that I can officially begin planning the wedding...not that I haven't already unofficially planned most of it. I blame it on all of the beautiful wedding blogs. I think that this whole wedding thing will rejuvenate this [widely-followed] blog. I've already got a growing list of inspiration and wedding crafts to begin/complete, so please stay tuned.

1 comment:

  1. Yay! You are too funny. I expect to see a post about marriage somewhere in here!


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