The poor man is such a good sport for dealing with all of the crap I put him through. But there's no one I would rather go on stupid adventures or force to pick apples with me (in return for all of the apple butter his heart desires).
We celebrated 3 years together a little more than a week ago, and soon we'll be celebrating being together forever (not like that wasn't the plan though).
Before anyone gets too overly excited who didn't know already - there was no proposal, there was no ring. We've never really been a couple into tradition. Neither of us really ever wanted to get married to begin with. But being together for so long, and growing older gives you a different perspective on things, and I see Dan and I as a team. I don't need him to get down on one knee or give me a big rock to know that this is a partnership. That's what's important.
We kind of teased each other with the idea, thinking about how much our parents would flip, or how fun that kind of surprise would be, and of course the least stressful. Andddddd everything sort of fell into place. It never really got out of our heads so we finally made the decision to get engaged.
What really set it in stone was making sure we were really doing this before I went to visit one of my previous boss's to discuss designing my wedding dress.
While I was up in Cleveland that day, the bride-to-be at the appointment before me, had her mom, fiance's mom, etc. etc. there to go dress shopping. And here I was, getting ready for this special day, alone.
It's been about 3 months now since the initial decision, (how has time flown by this fast???) and there's been a lot of discussion about what marriage means to each of us, and what I really want the day to be about. Neither of us are exactly religious - Dan doesn't think marriage is all that vital because he'd be "with me whether or not we got a piece of paper saying that we're in a civil union". Since my parents are separated, I treat marriage as more of a partnership with someone who you can grow alongside, and take a "journey through life" alongside. I'm sure that sounds cheesy, but it's true. That, and I'm all for a huge celebration of love with all of our friends and family.
So I'll be posting ideas here and there for DIY wedding snacks, cakes, you-name-it for the next few months until our big wedding extravaganza, so prepare yourselves for Pook's to turn into a wedding/baking blog. Haha just kidding...kind of...
(This is also a sneak peak into what I'll be doing for my next post with this 10 pound bag of apples!)
Until next time friends.