I haven’t written or read any blogs in exactly a month. I think about it everyday. I mean to write everyday. But life gets in the way and by the time I’ve typed up work articles and typed up homework, the last thing I want to do is type up a blog entry.
I feel like a lot has happened and nothing has happened all at once. My birthday was January 26th. The weekend before that, I partied in a hotel room. Allen and I were not a couple then, but we were still, shall we say, very good friends. Friday night, we spent watching movies and TV, playing games, and cuddling in the room. On Saturday, we (we being about 25 of my closest drinking buddies) went to a local bar to celebrate the fact that I’m now in my late 20s. During the night, I was kissing and flirting with my friend Secoy. Allen ended up coming up to me and telling me he wanted to get back together with me. By this point, I was pretty drunk. I got mad at him and yelled at him. I told him to fuck off and to ask me again the next week. I felt that he only wanted to be with me because he saw me with something else (we had previously gotten back together in June, another time I was out with someone else). I ignored him most of the rest of the night, forgot a lot of the night, and woke up with him in bed (clothed, lol) at around 9:00 a.m. Sunday. I laid there thinking for awhile, thinking about how Allen has changed the last few months, how much he helps me now without my having to ask, how he has shown unconditional love for me, and I decided I wanted to give it a try, so we got back together.
Fast forward to last Saturday. We’re out at the bar at a Valentine’s party and I start jokingly mentioning marriage. We got to talking and decided that we want to get married. There was no real proposal, just a mutual agreement, I suppose, but I’m so happy. We came home and picked out an engraved engagement ring together and we’ve set the date (September 24, 2011). So far, we’re looking at a small park near our house that has a white gazebo and does marriage ceremonies as the location. I’m so excited, and afraid, and overwhelmed all at once. I can’t believe this is really happening. I’ve talked marriage with exes, but somehow, even with the one ex I was very much in love with, I always knew that we’d never get to the marriage point. This one feels so much different. I can’t stop thinking about it. I’m going to be a bride! OMG!
Now…to lose 150 pounds and quit smoking by then!
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