Josh is on his way to the airport in Indianapolis. My mind is so frazzled with joy I can’t really do anything productive. I can only stare blankly at the TV, or my computer, or my crotch, or whatever I happen to be facing.
The weird part is, I’m all nervous about seeing him again. Obviously, [...]
At first, I thought that I’d prefer it if a guy proposed with an empty box and said, “Okay, now pick out your ring and I’ll pay for it!” I mean, it’d be a real downer if a guy gave me some ornate yellow gold round cut ring (um, ew). But I’ve realized that I [...]
My first goal of my adult life, since I am a taken woman, is to be engaged. I was never really sure if this would happen before or after I graduated college, but it’s never mattered. I have a feeling, however, that “get him to propose” is correctly placed in the #1 spot on the [...]
Friday evening, Josh is going to get on a plane to fly across the Atlantic Ocean from Indianapolis to Dublin. He’ll arrive Saturday morning. All to see little old me. It is quite possibly the best belated Valentine’s gift I’ve ever been given.
He’s making jokes about what’s going to happen when he gets here. Of [...]
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