News.
I’m getting married.
Details soon. Date etc. TB Finalized.
I’ve asked Jason to marry me nearly every night for the last few months. He always says yes.
Today while we’re both on our laptops, sipping coffee and what not.
Him: “So when do you want to get married?”
Me: “I dunno, this year?”
Him: “I dunno.. .just not in november.”
Me: “How’s December?”
Him: “Not bad.”
Me: “Hmmm December 8th?” (NOT A FIRM FINAL DATE!)
Him: “Open”
Me: (sent outlook meeting request)
Him: ” Ok…”
Me: “Do I call my dad now?”
Him: “Sure I guess..”
Me: “You know I’m going to twitter this.”
Him: “Yup.”
Me: “You better not be joking.”
Him: “Nope.”
Me: “Yay… Hey, I hope our church is available that date”
Him: “Yeah, you better call.”
Me: “Dialing.”
Him: “Hmmm”
You’d think that saying this aloud would make it feel all different and cheesy and what not but … nah… it just feels really magically right which everything about this relationship has from the beginning.
So no ring or anything yet (though we’ve gone looking), we still have to meet each other’s parents, and uh… I gotta make sure that the date that we picked is cool with the church and all that, but um… yeah…. we’re getting married.
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