The Next Chapter

Parts One, two,   three , four.  five.  six. and seven. and eight, and nine. TEN. and Eleven

Well of course she said yes, that Christmas was the best. They kept it a secret for a day or two, there were a few people they needed to break the news to. Of course there were scoffers, people pitched a fit, but the pair just smiled and put up with it. 

Then the princess called her family and spread the news round, and then the thought hit her, a dress needs to be found. So she called her bridesmaids, and they headed to town. They searched and they searched, till the perfect one she found. They picked shoes and picked colors, and talked over locations. His friends were all happy, and ready to join. They planned and they practiced and saved every coin. 

Then they flew across the country, to a wedding for the Prince's dad. It was a crazy experience like she'd never had. The mood was set perfect, it was sappy and sweet. That will be them soon. Boy was that neat. They held hands and took walks, and had lots of talks. They practiced their dancing...they'll need to practice again. 

They found bridesmaid dresses, and tried to block out the stresses. Lined up gals for their hair, and looked for someone to take pictures. Things were going quite smooth, with the plans and the plots, and mostly they blocked the doubts that were shot. 

The pair found a house, a cute little dwelling, every time she sees it the princess feels her heart swelling. They painted together and moved everything in, thinking this was where their whole life would begin. 

At times she felt nervous, and there were some doubts. Will I do this right, will I be his delight? He'd smile and shush her, say it was alright. 

Her friends were all happy, and offered support, they all wanted to help and be a good sport. 

Decorations and flowers, music and food, so much to plan, and so much to do. 

Hi!

Hi guys! How are ya? 

Seems like I've been terribly busy, but don't really have anything to tell you about. 

Let's see what I can drum up here....

The other day I attended a Lunch and Learn on communication in the workplace. I ended up teaching a room of old -*ehem* people from a different generation than I am- people about what Generation Z lingo even means. 

I got asked what barriers to communication were and I said age. When asked to explain, I said that the 40 something year old gal that I work with doesn't understand the terms I use daily. 

Of course then I was asked to tell some of the terms, which then led to me explaining the concept of Shipping a couple, fangirling, and the fact that everyone on planet earth is my minion.

....Speaking of minions, 

The girls at work have suddenly started calling me the M&M, which I'm told stands for The Master Minion. 

I do not disapprove of this development. 

Also developing, I have purchased a wedding dress and will be going to pick it up on Saturday. My hunt for a veil, belt and shoes is also complete. The hunt for bridesmaid dresses is in full swing and thus far has produced dismal results. I'm told that after a certain bull sale takes place on March fifth that my dearly beloved will be more available to help me get the man side of this event whipped into shape. 

We also rented a house! I am so stinking excited. Spent a week repainting everything. I still want to do something with the bathroom, but since there's really not a lot of furniture in the way in a bathroom, I'm content to let that wait till I've actually moved in. Jarod will be moving in this weekend if everything goes well (and we find a cook stove). We've been piecing together some furniture and household goods, but I'm being picky because the paint job in there is so fabulous that I want things to match. Which is why we had a war over whether or not the John Deere green and yellow dresser from his childhood will be in the bedroom. 

Despite differences in decor taste, I'm super excited about this. As soon as I get the drop cloths and painters tape off everything I will post pictures. 

Valentines Day was also our one year anniversary of dating. That just blows my mind. I cannot believe it's been a year already. I also can't believe it has only been one year. So much has happened. It's been fabulous. 

So, what did we do to mark this fabulous milestone you might ask?

Well, first I asked to go out to eat, but he wanted to move in, so I agreed. Moving into your first house on your first anniversary could be sweet. Then life stepped in and it was decided that he needed to clip the bulls that weekend to get ready for the upcoming sale. So no moving, no supper. After church we bundled up and went and clipped ornery bulls, and got them all trimmed up and pretty. We left that venture once it got dark, covered in hair, and smelling like smoke. So after showering up we burned over to subway and grabbed some sandwiches and rented a movie at the gas station. It was called True Story and if you like creepy mystery shows it is a must watch. 

I gave him a Bible Concordance, since he's been asking for one, along with a Snoopy Valentines card complete with sappy writing inside both, as well as a freakishly long poem I'm quite proud of. 

In return I got a card and itunes giftcard, which I plan to use to make our wedding playlist. 

I had to give him a hard time, because I wrote on pretty much every available surface of his gifts and the card I got was unsigned. Men. 

So, it wasn't a terribly romantic, dramatic anniversary, but it was definitely us, and I for sure enjoyed it. 

My sisters came to my rescue and got me chocolate. They really are the best. 

What about you, minions? Any fabulous developments since I've been absent? I have been silently stalking your blogs, keeping an eye on things, even if I don't comment.

My darn laptop has decided it cannot connect to the internet and hasn't worked for a few weeks, so it's been a pain in the butt to try to get any legit blogging done. I apologize.