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rms10Um, I mean, I have news.
Eli and I are engaged!
*dance*dance*dance*
We'd talked about this way back in early September when we were in Greece, and realized that neither of us wanted to wait an undetermined amount of time until I graduate -- we wanted to get married sooner than that. Next fall! And for the past month, it got harder and harder to not tell people we were planning this.
But last Wednesday, I got home from work to discover sauce bubbling on the stove. Not an uncommon occurrence here, and we had discussed having pasta for dinner that night. On the second trip into the kitchen, though, I noticed the homemade ravioli sitting on the drying rack. We always toast to something when we have a drink, so we opened a bottle of wine, he proposed, we laughed, I cried -- you know, the usual.
Eeeee! We're so excited, and our friends and family are so excited for us, which makes it even more fun. And here's the obligatory ring picture -- I pretty much picked it out, and we had it custom-made at a jewelry store in town. (I was worried that this was terribly unromantic, but when I told my parents, my mom said, "I picked out my ring," and my dad jumped in with, "If you're going to spend that much money, you need to make sure it's something she likes." Clearly I inherited my cold, practical side from them. Hee.)
In other news, my parents are coming up this weekend for the Penn State-Michigan game. My dad, a big Penn State fan, is already excited about Penn State beating Ohio State -- and not just because my brother goes to Ohio State. If Penn State beats Michigan, which is indeed likely, my dad will be insufferable.
Eli and I are engaged!
*dance*dance*dance*
We'd talked about this way back in early September when we were in Greece, and realized that neither of us wanted to wait an undetermined amount of time until I graduate -- we wanted to get married sooner than that. Next fall! And for the past month, it got harder and harder to not tell people we were planning this.
But last Wednesday, I got home from work to discover sauce bubbling on the stove. Not an uncommon occurrence here, and we had discussed having pasta for dinner that night. On the second trip into the kitchen, though, I noticed the homemade ravioli sitting on the drying rack. We always toast to something when we have a drink, so we opened a bottle of wine, he proposed, we laughed, I cried -- you know, the usual.
Eeeee! We're so excited, and our friends and family are so excited for us, which makes it even more fun. And here's the obligatory ring picture -- I pretty much picked it out, and we had it custom-made at a jewelry store in town. (I was worried that this was terribly unromantic, but when I told my parents, my mom said, "I picked out my ring," and my dad jumped in with, "If you're going to spend that much money, you need to make sure it's something she likes." Clearly I inherited my cold, practical side from them. Hee.)
In other news, my parents are coming up this weekend for the Penn State-Michigan game. My dad, a big Penn State fan, is already excited about Penn State beating Ohio State -- and not just because my brother goes to Ohio State. If Penn State beats Michigan, which is indeed likely, my dad will be insufferable.
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