So on August 22, 2012.....

I got engaged.

Wednesday after work I picked Adam up and we went back to my house to have dinner with my family, and we were using my parents van to move a living room chair they were giving Adam.  Cooking for Adam is always someone stressful to me because he can be sort of critical of food (I guess it comes with being a chef). My Dad baked a whole chicken and steamed some broccoli.. And THEN came the flop... Instant potatoes that we couldn't get the lumps to come out of. We usually cook whole birds breast down and my Dad didn't so.. Out came a packet of what Adam scornfully refers to as easy sauce... Gravy packet. Anyways.... He jokes around with my family so well but they can be so.... URRR that I get nervous. His parents are so laid back and nonchalant that I feel he should get the same treatment. Maybe I'm just over reacting...

So we finally load the chair into the back of the van after much squabbling between my father and I and Adam and I are on our way back to his apartment.

Once we got back we maneuvered the chair up the five stairs and into the apartment and I flopped. My strength is seriously not what it once was and I was exhausted.  I sat on the chair while he sprawled out on the love seat we recently acquired. We chit chatted back and forth for a bit and then the conversation turned serious. Asking if he is someone I can see myself marrying, and when would I want to have a wedding and topics that just really irritated me honestly because I don't like talking about things I want and can't have.... So I basically told him I don't want to talk about it and that I didn't find it funny to joke about... Few minutes go by and then he walks over to me on the chair on his knees and all I could thing was "Oh, great, I'm so not in the mood right now because I'm exhausted and sweaty."

He grabbed my hands and asked me to be his wife. I'll never forget the next moment where I stared into his eyes trying to figure out if he was serious or not. I'll never forget looking into his eyes! (Yes, I had to say it twice!) Then I had to ask like ten times if he was serious to which he answered each time with a yes and a laugh. Finally he asked me again on one knee and I answered with a "Yes."

And there ya have it folks! I'm getting married!

I haven't told my parents yet because he's going to talk to my Dad and I want to wait until then to really tell everyone.

I love him so much and things have felt different with him almost from day one and I just feel like all the pieces to the puzzle are perfect.

I've already had to contend with a few people and comments about how we haven't known each other that long and predictions of divorce.. I'm trying to keep calm and ignore these comments but they hurt a lot. If I was some 19 year old who was just testing waters I'd say fine, it's too soon. However I'm almost 28, I've dated enough to know what I do and don't like, and what I do and don't want.

So when I said yes, I mean YES!! We are thinking perhaps a wedding in May. But to be honest the more and more I've looked into things and see how expensive it will be the more I kind of just want to get the license and hit the JP and be done with it. Never let it be said I'm not practical! At the end of the day I just want to be his wife and I don't care if it's in front of 100 people or 10.

I'm rambling. So much going on in my head and with not telling everyone yet it's kind of hard dealing with it all. But yeah, I'm getting married!!