I have an announcement!
I baked some semi-homemade, blackberry hand pies, and they were delicious.
Also, I’m engaged!
Honestly, I’ve stared at this blank space for far too long, trying to think of what words to follow “Also, I’m engaged!” It’s a challenge because I have no romantic engagement story to tell. We didn’t steal away for a romantic evening somewhere. We didn’t have our friends and family around to film the whole thing. There weren’t even flowers involved. Instead, I was in various stages of undress because I was about the jump in the shower when Jon rounded the corner to the hallway and said something along the lines of, “You know I love you, right?” Which immediately made my heart pause because what usually follows that question is terrible news, like:
You know I love you, right? Well, I just spent my entire paycheck on Terminator DVDs and this collectible Batman action figure.
You know I love you, right? Well, I accidentally left the door open, and our cat ran away. But it’s okay because I just adopted dog.
You know I love you, right? Well, I think Harry Potter is kind of lame and Hermione is an insufferable know-it-all
Luckily, none of those scenarios actually occurred. Instead, Jon got down on one knee, pulled out a ring box, opened it, and asked me to marry him. The appropriate response would have been to utter “yes!” through blubbering sobs, but with all the grace of a deer in headlights, I asked, “Are you serious? Is this a joke?” I mean, eventually I blubbered “yes!”, but he had to assure me several times that this was real life.
We are planning for the wedding to take place in October 2016. This means I should be hitting the ground running these next few weeks to seek out and secure a venue, but instead I find myself procrastinating by looking at color schemes and wedding pies and apple cider stations on Pinterest.