I have an announcement!
I baked some semi-homemade, blackberry hand pies, and they were delicious.
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.