I don't know if that sentence still deserves an exclamation point since it has been 21 days since the engagement...but it got one for this post.
I am starting this blog to keep everyone up to date about the wedding planning process...or lack thereof...We are in Louisville. My parents are in Cincinnati. Don's family is in Chicago. The rest of my family is in South Carolina. My friends are all over. His friends are all over. This seemed like the best idea. I have time in law school for a few update posts, but not for phone calls to fifteen people every time we make a decision!
So here are the details on the engagement:
We both already know we are getting engaged before the end of the year (I mean, we have been planning our wedding for a while...). So Don tells me he is going ring shopping up in Chicago. He doesn't tell me if he bought a ring, but he comes home the next day. I pester him as usual about just telling me if he has the ring while we are sitting on the coach. I am half-joking, but really not. We have a conversation about him not knowing how to propose and have me like it. I say, "just do what comes natural" or something like that. While Call of Duty is playing in the background (seriously, there was a video game in the background) Don takes the ring out of his pocket, gets on one knee and proposes.
Lame...but perfect. Even though I had all these fantastical ideas in my head, I think that the proposal was exactly right. And the ring is perfect.
