To all my stalkers—you had your chance. You can continue to stalk from afar, but just know it’s never going to happen between us. I’m sorry. Please understand that. I’m engaged, you see.
To fucking Batman.
YES, it’s happening. YES, this is NOT a drill. The ring has been given. It has also been accepted. Calls to parents and friends have commenced and most importantly, per Rule # 1 of this household: there are no take-backsies.
Sorry we have no cutesy pictures of us kissing and smiling. We’re not really that kind of couple. Like, we kiss and smile, but no one’s got a phone around to capture those kind of moments. Half the time I don’t even know where my phone is (which is why I never text people back right away. Sorry ☹) and when I do have it, I forget because I’m constantly distracted. This time, it was by something shiny 😊
There IS a proposal story, but it’s long and emotional and kind of private. I know that’s a cop-out answer, but it’s the only one I have. But, if I’m to leave you with anything, just know this:
Batman bent the knee and swore fealty.
MUAHAHAHA – I win!
Well, I’m off to go scour the theKnot and WeddingWire because I’ve been planning this thing for five years. Let’s see what I can officially bookmark.
How was your weekend? Any life-alerting events occur?
P.S. I’M ENGAGED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!