It's been over 6 months since my favorite guy popped the question. The first thing out of everyones mouth was "How did he ask" and I always answer at the jewelry store, kinda like in the movie Sweet Home Alabama with a twist... He took me from one location to the next in the mall, and after the 4th store he was getting beat red and I was really weirded out... When I finally found "the one" I said "ding ding ding that is the one" and he gave me a hug and then a kiss and then another hug (I later found out that he was trying to get down on one knee but it was hurting too much) and then he said "what do you say???" I couldn't believe it, and I did the smiley thing, and then the crying thing and somewhere along the way I forgot to say yes. But he understood.
Now I'm planning my dream day and its actually coming together. After my moms wedding I said I would never plan another one. But when you are planning your own wedding you can't be a bridezilla to yourself :) I'm looking forward to the next 5.5mths Seems like such a short but long period of time all in one.
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