Of pix or it didn’t happen and oh yes it did

Now that I have a functional computer (read: I can have more than 1 tab open & the whole damn thing doesn’t freeze), it’s picture time!

There were 3 or 4 phones taking pictures. Apparently I was looking at the right one & he wasn’t sure.

In DC on our engagement trip

The money shot. Thank you nice employee of 13 Stories Haunted House.

And the coveted shiny!

Confession time – I did know he was going to propose. I just didn’t know when. Being the well educated and wise man that he is, he took me with him to pick out the ring. The bands that he liked, I hated. As comes as no surprise, I had very strong ideas about what I wanted in a ring. I ended up with the perfect ring to go with my perfect future husband *holds out barf bag*.

I know a lot of my faithful readers are thinking “Wait a second, a calendar month from first date to proposal? Are you crazy?”. In short, yes. I’m crazy. He’s crazy. We’re both absolutely batshit crazy. We both know what we want. We’ve known that since we pretty much laid eyes on each other. I never expected to find him this way. I never expected to get every single thing on my “list” and then some in one tall, sarcastic, unconditionally loving package. Hell, I never knew he could exist. It wasn’t possible. It couldn’t be possible. But it happened. I feel like he’s never not been in my life. I know he feels the same way. I’ll spend the rest of my life with this man & I don’t question that thought for a second. That’s how I know I’m doing the right thing. And you already know I’m crazy. Let’s be real.

To end this entry on a laugh.

Something I never thought I would hear myself say:

“We really need to limit our HomeGoods trips”

XOXO!

Of British accents & retractions

There’s no better way to say this other than:

I’M GETTING MARRIED TO THE MOST AMAZING MAN EVER OMG PASSOUT!!!!!!!

Now that we have that covered, I suppose I should share a little back story, eh?

I will need to retract my comment that online dating is bullshit. I got a message around the time of my last post here & he passed all the basic superficial requirements. A 6’3″ PhD wielding Brit? Yes please! Turned out he’s actually funny & smart & generally pretty cool. You know, all that silly stuff. 😜 I walked away from our first date with one very clear thought.

I’ve met my husband.

Lucky for me, he felt the same way. Now for the part everyone wants to hear. How he officially put a ring on it.

Last Saturday a week ago (July 25), six of us went to play zombie laser tag. A haunted house had set up their space so their actors were wearing the laser vests & everyone tried to not get infected / run out of ammo before the end. Once you got to the front & learned how to use the guns, they sent you to a little holding area. I turned around to give Mark (the future Mr Emily) my phone to put in his pocket. When I turned around again, he was down on one knee. In spite of my insistence on not being girly, I gave him the girly reaction he was looking for. I found out later that he told my dad right as we got into the holding room that he was going for it. Sneaky.

I do have pictures & I will post them when I get them on the right the device. Until then, feel free to use your imagination.

And for those keeping score at home – our first date was June 25. 😘

XOXO!