luv4mylittleones
Running toward my dreams!
- Joined
- Apr 18, 2007
Well, I suppose since things are moving along I should go ahead and start a planning journal...if for no other reason, than to have a place to keep my sanity by keeping my thoughts straight in one place. Besides, it's my pleasure to share my beautiful journey with all the other wonderful members of this community!
Where it started:
Although I have posted this pretty recently I'll post it again here...I met DF during a show I was doing for the Broward Community College's summer children's theatre prduction of "Through the Looking Glass." I was in the show playing the part of the Red Queen as well as a few other smaller parts and DF's sister was our carpenter. he came to the set one day and I thought he was such a cute "kid" because he had looked so young (he was 24, lol). Two months later, the fall semester at school started and he was in one of my acting classes. I was 6 months pregnant at the time with my surrogate daughter and really thought nothing of a relationship. I always thought he was cute though and just as sweet as could be. He and I became really close throughout the semester and we worked on several projects/scenes together. By the time I had the baby we were hanging out a lot. He took me out for a drink one night afterward and confessed he thought that I was beautiful from the very first time he saw me on stage that summer. We continued to "hang out" for a while after that until one day I couldn't hold back anymore and we kissed. We started living together a few months later and the rest, as they say...is history..
The Engagement:
Again...this has been posted pretty recently too, but here it goes again...
I had recently had a very bad month losing both my mother and my baby in a matter of 3 weeks. I was in a very bad place in my life and had no desire to get out of bed, much less get dressed up and go out on the town. But DB refused to let me lay around and mope...he insisted that we keep the date we had been planning since before I lost our baby that previous week. I'm glad we did. I had a feeling he was going to propose so I decided I'd really get dolled up. I made DB wait in the living room until I was ready, I didn't want him to see me until I was completely ready. He obliged and waited patiently for me to get ready. About an hour later I step out of the room and his jaw hit the floor! It was the best reaction I could've hoped for. He gushed over how beautiful I looked (and he looked amazing as well!) then we hugged, kissed, and snapped some photos.
After taking a few pictures we went to the Melting Pot for dinner. It was incredibly romantic and SO had already had them set the table with a rose and champagne (we got to keep the rose and glasses!!). I was floored that he could be so thoughful!
3 courses, 2 bottles of champagne, and a baileys & coffee later, the dinner was over and we couldn't have had a more wonderful time. Unfortunately, however, he still hadn't popped the question. I was waiting on the edge of my seat all night...nothing! We left the restaurant and I suddenly got quiet. As we drove home my eyes welled with tears and I tried to fight back my dissapointment. SO kept asing me what was wrong and of course I kept saying, "Nothing." When we got home he asked me if I was going to take a shower and I said no because I had just straightened my hair. Then I laid down in the bed and really started to cry. He asked again whay I was crying and I blurted out, "why don't you want to marry me!!!???" Then I ran into the bathroom. I expected him to comfort me but he didn't. When I came out of the bedroom he wasn't even in the room. I thought I had completely blown it and got back in the bed and began to cry uncontollably. (Can we say overreaction???) Finally he came back in the room and I started yelling about how I was tired of waiting and I thought tonight was the the night and how I didn't even want him to ask anymore. (I'm such an idiot!) Then he says, "I guess I won't give you this then." And snaps a ring box shut that was sitting on my nightstand the whole time!!!! Had I not been such a selfish spoiled brat I would've seen it earlier and this mess would never have happened. His original plan was ruined when I didn't shower because he wanted to write "Will you marry me?" in the steam on the mirror and be waiting for me outside the bathroom when I got out...oops! After that we sat down and talked and just when it got to the point where I thought he might forgive me and ask....my 6year old woke up vomiting! What else was going to happen??? lol! We got him cleaned up and came back to the room. Finally, He went into a long monolgue about how much I mean to him and how he could never be with anyone else. He apologized for taking so long and admitted that he had just been nervous. He then opened the box and asked me to be his bride!!! Of course I said YES!!!!!
I made such a mess of things but I'm so grateful that he asked anyway. I've never been happier and look forward to posting lots of updates on our upcoming disney wedding!!!
Rose and chamagne glasses
The Ring!
Where it started:
Although I have posted this pretty recently I'll post it again here...I met DF during a show I was doing for the Broward Community College's summer children's theatre prduction of "Through the Looking Glass." I was in the show playing the part of the Red Queen as well as a few other smaller parts and DF's sister was our carpenter. he came to the set one day and I thought he was such a cute "kid" because he had looked so young (he was 24, lol). Two months later, the fall semester at school started and he was in one of my acting classes. I was 6 months pregnant at the time with my surrogate daughter and really thought nothing of a relationship. I always thought he was cute though and just as sweet as could be. He and I became really close throughout the semester and we worked on several projects/scenes together. By the time I had the baby we were hanging out a lot. He took me out for a drink one night afterward and confessed he thought that I was beautiful from the very first time he saw me on stage that summer. We continued to "hang out" for a while after that until one day I couldn't hold back anymore and we kissed. We started living together a few months later and the rest, as they say...is history..
The Engagement:
Again...this has been posted pretty recently too, but here it goes again...
I had recently had a very bad month losing both my mother and my baby in a matter of 3 weeks. I was in a very bad place in my life and had no desire to get out of bed, much less get dressed up and go out on the town. But DB refused to let me lay around and mope...he insisted that we keep the date we had been planning since before I lost our baby that previous week. I'm glad we did. I had a feeling he was going to propose so I decided I'd really get dolled up. I made DB wait in the living room until I was ready, I didn't want him to see me until I was completely ready. He obliged and waited patiently for me to get ready. About an hour later I step out of the room and his jaw hit the floor! It was the best reaction I could've hoped for. He gushed over how beautiful I looked (and he looked amazing as well!) then we hugged, kissed, and snapped some photos.
After taking a few pictures we went to the Melting Pot for dinner. It was incredibly romantic and SO had already had them set the table with a rose and champagne (we got to keep the rose and glasses!!). I was floored that he could be so thoughful!
3 courses, 2 bottles of champagne, and a baileys & coffee later, the dinner was over and we couldn't have had a more wonderful time. Unfortunately, however, he still hadn't popped the question. I was waiting on the edge of my seat all night...nothing! We left the restaurant and I suddenly got quiet. As we drove home my eyes welled with tears and I tried to fight back my dissapointment. SO kept asing me what was wrong and of course I kept saying, "Nothing." When we got home he asked me if I was going to take a shower and I said no because I had just straightened my hair. Then I laid down in the bed and really started to cry. He asked again whay I was crying and I blurted out, "why don't you want to marry me!!!???" Then I ran into the bathroom. I expected him to comfort me but he didn't. When I came out of the bedroom he wasn't even in the room. I thought I had completely blown it and got back in the bed and began to cry uncontollably. (Can we say overreaction???) Finally he came back in the room and I started yelling about how I was tired of waiting and I thought tonight was the the night and how I didn't even want him to ask anymore. (I'm such an idiot!) Then he says, "I guess I won't give you this then." And snaps a ring box shut that was sitting on my nightstand the whole time!!!! Had I not been such a selfish spoiled brat I would've seen it earlier and this mess would never have happened. His original plan was ruined when I didn't shower because he wanted to write "Will you marry me?" in the steam on the mirror and be waiting for me outside the bathroom when I got out...oops! After that we sat down and talked and just when it got to the point where I thought he might forgive me and ask....my 6year old woke up vomiting! What else was going to happen??? lol! We got him cleaned up and came back to the room. Finally, He went into a long monolgue about how much I mean to him and how he could never be with anyone else. He apologized for taking so long and admitted that he had just been nervous. He then opened the box and asked me to be his bride!!! Of course I said YES!!!!!
I made such a mess of things but I'm so grateful that he asked anyway. I've never been happier and look forward to posting lots of updates on our upcoming disney wedding!!!
Rose and chamagne glasses
The Ring!