On April 25th, 2015 I told Jason I loved him for the first time. His response was to tell me that he loved me too. We laughed, hugged, kissed, and talked about how we'd only been together a whole three days. After talking about life, our future, religion, politics, and everything we could think of we sat there staring at each other. Then Jason looked at me, threw up his hands and said "Screw it. So what kind of wedding do you want?"
Last Tuesday I was home sick and Jason and I were talking while he was at lunch. During the course of the conversation he told me that after waiting until he felt healed enough from his last relationship he was ready to get married. I promptly told him to pause because this needed to be a face to face conversation. When he got home from work that day we talked and after I laughed, jumped for joy, and kissed him we discussed the all important when.
Option 1: The "logical" option to wait for the date we picked back in April to come around next year.
Option 2: Say screw it and make it the same date this year.
Well, if you know us, you know we're insane. The date is set for October 28th, 2016.
Tuesday night we started looking at where we were going to get married.
Wednesday I told a select few people who I desperately wanted to have enough time to make sure they could make our wedding. Namely my bridesmaids and some bearded dude who's trying to get all famous on me for some reason.
My bridesmaids started helping right away with planning which is great cause I am CLUELESS about this stuff. I also contacted a venue, found an officiant, and ordered my dress.
Thursday after work we went ring shopping and I found two rings for him to pick from.
Friday a necklace we saw while ring shopping was waiting for me on our bed pillows.
Saturday after Pap's 80th birthday party we came home to take care of dogs before heading back to his mom's house to spend more time with family. When I went to check on something in Jason's office I walked past our bedroom and my heart stopped. He was in our bedroom, on one knee. He told me that he loved me and has for a very long time and asked me if I would do him the honor of being his wife.
Somehow I managed to say yes through my tears of joy.
That night after telling our parents, I took to social media to announced our engagement.
And now here I am, telling the story of how we ("finally") got engaged.
And in 31 days we'll be husband and wife!
For those who care, here's our wedding website with our story, some pictures of us being us, and our registry (the thing that was the most difficult thing in the world to make simply because I don't like the idea of putting together a list of things for people to buy us. Just makes me feel...presumptuous I guess....) filled with random things we figured would be good enough because we didn't know what else to do. Please don't feel obligated to get us anything, honestly the entire business makes me feel awkward so here's a link and me moving on...
The Thomas McDonald Affair
Invitations are going to go out by the end of the week we hope, and I'm hoping the few people we are able to invite come. I'm sorry to those would would like to come if you don't receive one, time, space, and funds are limited. Either that or I thought the notice would be too short.