On Being Engaged

Being engaged isn't something I thought would happen for a long time in my life. Although I've always dreamed of the day when it would happen.

I couln't ever imagine somebody wanting to put up with my all around moodiness all the time. I'm a difficult person to get along with, I'll admit it. I'm stubborn and stuck in my way. I might have a small temper from time to time. I'm no where near perfect, nor will I ever be. And it seemed to me that everybody who got proposed to was perfect. I thought as I got older, I'd get a little bit more perfect each year and someday I'd be right where I was supposed to be.

I never thought that it would occur at 23 years old. Just when I'm learning more and more about myself and I start to become a little bit comfortable with who I am, but more uncomfortable with not knowing where life is going.

And now it has some direction. Now I know that I'll spend my life with one person who will love me through it all. And I'll do the same in return.

It's an amazing feeling to realize that Blake and I want to spend every day of the rest of our live with each other. The good, bad, ugly, and mundane. All the days. I know that I have a partner and somebody to be on my side. I know that I get to love somebody and make them feel the way I do. Loving somebody may be a little bit better than somebody loving you. They go back and forth.

We've learned a lot about each other in the four and a half years we've been together. We've both grown a lot. Some times with the help of the other, other times not. We've disagreed over things that were small and things that were huge. And we'll keep on doing so. The disagreements are something that helps us grow,especially as a someday married couple.

I guess I just want to say that it's unbelieveable and I'm still on cloud nine about it. I can't wait to start the rest of my life with this man I love.

Happy Memorial Day weekend kids! I'll be working doubles all weekend long so drink one for me!

What A Crazy Weekend

It's Monday once again. Why does that keep happening? Anybody know how to stop Mondays from coming? Anybody??

My weekend was wonderful and crazy and exciting. Ok, it was more than that but I don't want to be here trying to think up some adjectives to describe it.

Friday night I was invited to a bonfire with Blake. I really really didn't want to go. But earlier in the week he went to a bonfire for me so of course I bitched and moaned to Sarah but we went. I invited a couple of girls I work with just to be on the safe side that I knew people that would be there.

We all hung out for awhile and had a great time. Then the unexpected happened.

Just a little warning that this video does look like it's terrible quality.

Sarah took it on her phone and sent it to me which fucked it up.

And there is some cussing. Woops!!

Yes, on that Friday night when I didn't want to go to a bonfire in any way, shape, or form, my amazing boyfriend proposed.

It was completely unexpected on my half! Everybody at the bonfire knew it was going down except for the two ladies I invited.

It's Monday now and I still think I'm in shock. I mean, I'm absolutely amazed and blown away, but still in shock for sure.

So there may be some gross sappy love posts coming this way soon. Like tomorrow. And I might have more details tomorrow. =)

See ya on the flipside!