I'm alive, I swear!!!
Due to a crazy bizzzzy bee lifestyle of travel here, there, and everywhere (I'm not ADHD, I'm just nuts) I have crawled and scrabbled back into existence.
Where did I go, you ask?
Well, honestly, wedding stuff kind of fell by the wayside as my work schedule increased. I went to a few trade shows, ended up in NYC to see the training of a few stylists (go FotG, go!) and then came back. Duane Reade is going to be busy pretty soon with an entirely new concept... but that's a secret yet!
Now that I'm back to looking at my own life, I'm looking around hard. I don't think anyone reads my posts, at least not yet, but that's ok. I'm new to this blogging thing, although I gave it a few shots in the dark before.
So, let's get up to speed: The venue is booked and so is the church. I just ordered invitations that probably don't match the wedding's location very well... but I don't care. I think wedding invitations can match up with whatever you want them to, even if it is just the overall theme of the wedding.
OOooooooh, wait, right, about that. Back up a second here. Did I mentioned I got engaged? Yeah, well, officially that is. He proposed on a beach in Jamaica next to a sandcastle he made. I'd give you a breakdown of it step-by-step, but let's be brief. We were on a cruise in the Caribbean (Carnival is the shiznit!) in December. He arranged for us to ride horses in the ocean on December 16th. That's 6 days after mah birthday, yo! I was psyched. Anyways, we land in Jamaica and trot these horses up and down on the beach before jumping into the ocean. We take a rest, have a picnic provided by the tour guide, and suddenly he drops to his knees. As Barney says, "Wait for it..."
He starts making a sandcastle. A sandcastle? It's a poor specimen for a sandcastle, from what I could see. It had one lopsided wall and it was crumbling from being too dry on another. Knowing the poor Iowan boy had never once created a sandcastle in his life, I dropped next to him to help. I cupped my hands together to carry water from the ocean to help with his castle. Pretty soon we had something akin to a castle, or at least a very haggard looking one. I finished it off with a short stick and a leaf stung through it on the center tower. Viola! Craptastic.
Here is FI making the castle:
Here he is with the finished product. I helped, of course.
Then he got down on one knee and asked the question. The tour guide got this photo. Look how surprised I was! Oh yeah, reeeaaaalllly surprised...
After this we got back on the horses and continued to ride. It was pretty sweet. Yeah, so, as a follow up, that is my engagement story. Not amazing, maybe, but it was pretty cool in my estimation.
Back on the horses:
Now that that is out of the way, my next post will concentrate on the rigors of the wedding planning process in action! Waaah!
How did your proposal go? Did your fiance do anything special or memorable that sticks out in my mind?
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