So… it’s been a month or so since my last post. It’s been a string of both busy and rather crap weeks… but I have pictures and recipes and such saved up so hopefully I’ll get some up more frequently in the future.
This weekend. This weekend was amazing and totally deserving of an out of the blue blog post.
Yup. That’s a ring. As of 9PM on February 11, 2012… Julz and Bex are engaged.
So I’ve never been a very… traditional person. And this was no different.
I proposed to him.
Yup. Screw gender roles. (Also, I’m impatient.)
Julz is an amazing, thoughtful, incredibly sweet man. He bought the ring in July. And he’s had so many plans to propose… but he wanted to make it utterly perfect. (Which – hey – nothing wrong with that! At all!) But he kept scrapping plans because little things wouldn’t go quite to plan. And I knew he was stressing and worrying about it. So I took the pressure off.
First things first. Not that it had anything to do with my decision to propose… but tradition says that the woman is allowed to propose during a leap year. Tradition also says that she should wear a scarlet petticoat in order to “warn” the man. (And, if he turns her down, he has to give her gloves. Not a very good consolation prize, if you ask me.) The petticoat sounded kinda fun, though. I made a pseudo-petticoat out of red tulle.
We’d decided to celebrate Valentine’s a few days early (in order to have a weekend rather than a weekday). Decided to do a home date – dressed ourselves up and I made a seven course Italian meal. (Which. Was. Awesome. Except for the peas that escaped all over the kitchen floor.) Set the table all prettily and ate by (mostly) candlelight.
During the antipasti/ apertif part of the meal, we exchanged presents. We’d been talking about making a bucket list together for quite awhile and I saw this awesome idea on Pinterest – you take a photo frame; remove the glass and backing; add wire, pegs, and a bucket; and peg your bucket list items to the wire. When you’ve completed them, you place the papers with those goals and dreams in the bucket. I put one on it before I gave it to him – it said “Say Yes!”.
I was expecting him to ask what that card meant… and I had this whole speech prepared in my mind. But he didn’t ask… so I ended up getting flustered and babbling all over the place. But I eventually got to the important part and asked him if he’d marry me… and presented him with a ring… a candy ring.
He said yes!
And then he gave me the ring that he’d been hiding for seven months. And it’s beautiful. And perfect.
I love him. He makes me so very, very happy. I’m the luckiest damn girl in the world.