A Year Ago Today
A YEAR AGO TODAY:
- Kevin bought me a very expensive dinner and I was so nervous I couldn’t even eat
- I was taken on a carriage ride
- I was given a love letter
- I was given a ring
- I was asked, “will you marry me?”
- I said “yes yes, a thousand times yes” and he still makes fun of me for it
- I got engaged to the love of my life
- I swore on Temple grounds
- I didn’t let Kevin tell the carriage driver that we were engaged.
If you care to read, here’s our engagement story from a year ago.
Parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and his side of the story part 1, 2, and 3.
(The day after our engagement. We look like babies.)
It’s a. . .
THERE’S BEEN SO MUCH BACK-AND-FORTH LATELY.
Boy!
Pain in the ass! (Well, that’s Kevin’s assessment anyway.)
And wouldn’t you know it – mom, Ashley AND Sam all checked three times each and the final feline verdict is GIRL!
Which means I get to call it Ginger and Kevin? Well, he’ll probably keep on calling it Pita (see above statement from Kevin) or Ron whenever he feels like it.
He decided to give Ginger/Ron a glass of milk the other night.
Yes I know, cats shouldn’t drink milk, it gives them the trots.
Can we discuss how funny the phrase, “the trots” is?
And I’m usually against pets being anywhere near something that I eat or drink off of but for one second I pretended not to care, because this was pretty darned cute.
Bookworm
I FINALLY GOT THE BOOKSHELF THAT I’VE BEEN DYING FOR. Kevin’s mom borrowed us her van and off we went to my favorite place (Ikea, as if I really needed to tell you that). Then Kevin helped me carry it in and I sent him off on a bike ride so I could put it together. I like putting things together. It makes me feel cool like my dad (which I’m really not – we’ve discussed. The things he builds don’t need instructions and the only things I will buy come with them).
The bottom shelf isn’t looking so hot right now.
Those wicker baskets are housing all my ugly, beat up paperbacks. I haven’t read ONE of those magazines from the entire stack, and the books on top of that are all borrowed from Ashley and need to go back to her. Some day.
I skipped a shelf but just imagine Harry Potter and other fantasy books. We good?
The third shelf up houses my steal of a basket ($15 at a little shop called the Nook and Granny. Kevin refused to go with me so I took Machelle).
But this shelf also houses two special things. No, not the Twilight series. One special thing is the red stack of books. These are children’s books that Grams gave me before she passed away. I used to steal and borrow these and read them when I was little. I even kept the first volume. When she complained about it being missing one day I told her that I had it and was holding it hostage so she may as well give me the other nine.
The other is the little angel that was given to me from Sam after Grams passed away.
But the top shelf holds my favorite piece of all. . .
The Evolution of a Cheese
WE SPENT A FEW HOURS WITH JAMES LAST FRIDAY NIGHT.
We played basketball:
Introduced him to Ollie:
Tickled him:
And I even showed him that weird gap in our ceiling:
He was not amused.
But the best was the face he kept making when we’d try to take a picture of him. He’d do this cheesy little grin where he squints his eyes. It’s adorable.
