SJ did a great job keeping our blog up in the past week while I was busy working, playing soccer and, you know, getting engaged. That’s right, I said engaged! Yay!
Today is the Pretend Husband’s birthday (can I still call him that? Perhaps now he needs to be “The Fiancé” or “The Soon-To-Be Husband?”) He woke up early with the dog, as usual, and then annoyed me by waking me at 6:30 a.m. “Hon? Can you call the dog?” he yelled from downstairs.
“Sure. Why?” I groggily answered.
“I think she has a tick,” was the response.
(In my head: “Are you kidding me? You can’t take care of this yourself? It’s early. And I’m sleepy. Wah!”)
I called Molly, but she wouldn’t come upstairs. So I hauled myself out of bed, grabbed a pair of tweezers and went in search of her. I got downstairs to see that the PH was in the bathroom (In my head: “He’s not even going to help?!?”) and Molly was sitting quietly in the kitchen with one of her bandanas around her neck. I got down on the floor with her and started rubbing her back looking for the tick.
“Where’s the tick?” I yelled toward the bathroom.
“It’s near the bandana,” he yelled back.
As I checked around the bandana, I noticed that it was tied pretty tightly around Molly’s neck. I pulled it off and noticed there was writing on it that read, “KAT, Will you marry me?” (In my head: “Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!”)
I burst into tears and turned around to find the PH on one knee with a box in his hand. He said something (I was crying too hard to listen well, but it was along the lines of loving me and asking me if I would marry him) and then said, “Is that a yes?” (Apparently, he couldn’t hear the voice in my head screaming it). I said. “absolutely” between sobs and then tried to admire the beautiful ring through the tears in my eyes.
Then I started to call everybody I know and I felt bad that I only got him soccer shoes and shin guards and I cried some more… and this is definitely not the last you’ve read about this subject. (In my head: “Cannot stop thoughts from going so quickly. Must calm down and do work. I’m engaged! Whee!”)
Not a bad way to start a Monday at all.
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