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85 Days-Remembering the Proposal

18 Mar

I’m getting wedding fever.  My work day was crazy hectic, but a good hectic.  I had tons of students come in today and make decisions to better their futures and pursue their lifelong dreams.  It’s exciting to have the opportunity to be a part of that. But it’s been nonstop from the time I came in.  When I was finally able to sit down for a moment and breath I started daydreaming.

I’ve been reading engaged friends’ blogs, chatting about their countdowns, receiving wedding/marriage advice, and getting our last addresses together so that we can send out invitations.

 Then it hit me.

AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!

Up until, well today actually, I’ve had a hard time believing all of this was real.  It was like some big wonderful dream that I’m terrified to wake up from. 

Today, finally today it’s becoming a reality. 

After knowing each other for over ten years, dating for almost 6, and being engaged for just shy of 14 months, it’s hard to imagine that the wedding is ACTUALLY happening.  But it is, I’m marrying the man of my dreams, my best friend, and the person I admire most in this world in just 85 short days!!! Praise God!!! (Really though, praise God!!) 

I’m on my break at work right now and all I really want to do is hop in my car, pick up Jeremy from work, and make these 85 days FLY BY! :-)I’m feeling like I did the day he proposed when all those months of dreaming finally became a reality.

Want to hear that story (or read it)?

I have to begin this little tale by telling you that the week before the proposal  was one of the worst ever.  I had anxiety attacks and cried almost every day. In addition, the weather turned sour up north and I had the option of driving home at night in a torrential thunderstorm or on the ice that was sure to form the following day. I took the rainstorm and truly didn’t think I was going to make it home alive.  Jeremy had a rough week as well and on his way to my parents’ drove 45 minutes before he realized he had taken the work keys that his employees would need in his absence.  He basically added 90 uneccesary minutes to his journey and barely made it home in time to leave again so we wouldn’t miss our reservations. Someone didn’t want this proposal to happen.

On to the good stuff:

Jeremy had planned a dinner for us and asked me to dress up.  He’d purchased a little red dress for my birthday a few months prior, so I decided this would be an excellent opportunity to wear it.  Jeremy loves my hair wavy and since I had time, I made myself up.  We hadn’t had a fancy date in quite awhile.

We both came to visit my parents that weekend and when Jeremy arrived in town he took me to the Trio at the Four Seasons. It was a very romantic dinner and we were treated royally. Jeremy was especially sweet and made me feel I was the most beautiful woman alive

After dinner we drove to a local park and took a walk under the stars.  After a little while he asked if I wanted to dance.  (How could I refuse?)  After we had been dancing a few minutes, he spun me around, took both of my hands (with damp eyes), and dropped to one knee.  After expressing his love, excitement for what God has in store for us, and joy at the prospects of marriage, he asked to marry me and pulled a small white box from his jacket, assuring me that my father approved. 

Nedless to say, I said yes (several times!)

The whole time he was talking I thought for sure I was dreaming, but here I am 14 months later with a beautiful ring on my finger and 85 days from our wedding.

It seems life is better than any dream.

*Sorry for the poor quality, it was a cell phone picture. But I think the excitement is pretty obvious. 🙂

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96-Am I becoming one of them?

7 Mar

Wow, have I actually become “One of them”?  By them I mean those hopeful brides sans an engagement ring, brides with a rock, and married women who flock to Theknot.com to learn etiquette, popular traditions, and offer seasoned advice.  Those women who anxiously sit in front of the computer waiting for answers to their message board posts and obsessively answer the questions of other worried brides. Those women who couldn’t get enough girly updates to their email before marriage that they had to  begin the same compulsive searching, asking, and answering on The Nest and The Bump.

There you have it the Webster’s Dictionary For Brides approved definition of: Them. 

I’m really embarrassed about this… but I feel that it’s important to admit I am becoming one of them!!!!!

I began to become concerned when I made a post on TheKnot community boards hoping to gather wisdom from those brides who are maybe a bit more concerned with etiqutte than I am.

See, I’m not that girl who had her wedding planned from age 8.  I don’t care what my bridesmaid’s shoes look like and I still don’t know what to do with my hair.

In fact most of the decisions I’ve made have resulted from long conversations similar to this:

Erica: So Baby, what should we do for wedding colors?

Jeremy: Yellow and Grey?

Erica: EEWWW!  No, I hate yellow!  What about teal and purple?

Jeremy: Uh, no. I really don’t like that. Yellow and blue?

Erica: Please, not yellow.  What about purple and light green?

Jeremy: You know, I like that.

Erica: Really?

Jeremy: No, nevermind. I hate it.

Erica: Huh? What??

*Cue laughter*

This back and forth banter continued for at least an hour. This is how Jeremy and I wedding plan.

Needless to say, I felt the advice of someone a bit more detail oriented and Wedding OCD could help me decide whether or not to purchase a wedding band. 

So I posted the above question and ninety people replied to the quiz.  I thought maybe, MAYBE, I’d get lucky with four or five responses.  HOLY COW!  Some of these women have made 15844 posts. WHAT? What do you do with your time? 

Here I stand judging and must check myself…

  1. I get super excited when an email notifies me that someone else has replied to my post
  2. I willingly joined the Knot community
  3. I am actually listening to these stranger’s advice
  4. I have a Wedding Countdown blog
  5. I may or may not have joined the knot in January of 2009… A YEAR before I was actually engaged

So now you know my deep dark secrets. I may not be one of them yet, but if there were twelve steps to becoming one of those women, I’m sure I’d at least be on the third step.