I read on The Bloggess that we are all supposed to go here and get linked up on Mr. Linky, whatever the fuck that means, and then write on your own blog about how you got engaged or married or whatever.
So I read the blog in the link and at first I had no idea what the hell was going on over there. Then I saw the other link at the end of the post and figured it out. I'm an idiot today...my brain is fried after dealing with teenage kid drama all day yesterday. If you don't have a teenager yet, please don't get one. I'm just saying. Don't. Ever.
Anyway, here's my awesome engagement story. The Captain proposed to me on a mountaintop in Switzerland and afterwards he bought me some Swiss chocolate and then we yodeled.
Just kidding. He proposed to me on the 4th of July right during a fireworks show. And he had the ring on a sparkler and when he handed it to me it burned my hand, so I dropped it in the lake and it was never seen again.
Just kidding. He proposed to me in a fancy restaurant and he had the waiter put my ring in a glass of champagne. And when he got down on one knee, the string quartet played "All My Ex's Live In Texas".
Just Kidding. He proposed to me in his living room while his kids threw flower petals that they ripped out of the neighbors garden at my face and then we went to dinner at Black Eyed Pea.
That's really how it went down. Cute, sweet and absolutely perfect for us.
And then we honeymooned in Vegas, where we used our in-room jacuzzi a lot.
Have a Merry, Perimenopause!
3 months ago