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Looking back & forward

Wow.  I can’t believe it’s already (or only?!) been one year since Joe proposed…and here we are, wedding over & happily married.  We can’t truly commemorate the day as it was on Leap Day, February 29th so I guess today is close enough.

  • Leap day 2004 — Joe and I hadn’t even met yet.  (We met that summer in June 2004.)
  • Leap day 2008 —We got engaged!
  • Leap day 2012 — ….ummmm?

It makes me think….what will our lives will be like the next time February 29th come around?     (I also think it’s funny that our relationship seems to be on a presidential schedule!)

Que sera, sara……….right?

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…Joe and I are engaged! 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

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He proposed last Friday, February the 29th. (My mom commented on my leap day post about the appropriateness of the entry seeing that Joe and I decided to take the big leap later on that evening! haha) Joe had mentioned earlier in the month of February that he had thought about proposing on the 29th. When I got excited and said, “That would be awesome! What a cool, unique day!!” he replied with, “Oh, I guess I can’t now that you know. Oh well….”

So, I said I’d forget. (Like I’d forget! Pshhh.) And the month went on. Earlier in the week before the 29th, he asked if I wanted to go out that Friday, just the two of us for dinner. Sounds good. I love dates! Then a few days after that, he told me that he was going to drive and pick me up. Then tension mounts as my suspisions rise.

On the day of the 29th, I was so excited all day. I mean, I really didn’t know if it was going to happen so I didn’t want to get myself too happy, but I remember looking at my left ring finger thinking, “What if today is the last day …..” So I go home and get changed from my work clothes and wait. And wait. He’s really late. He had a study session for quals with his adviser that went really long. He finally calls and tells me he’s coming over and he’s dressed up. “How often do we go on dates? I just wanted to look nice.”, he says. Bump up that suspicion notch one more.

So we go out for dinner and it was really nice. The food was pretty good. We talked about some interesting stuff, and I think, just enjoyed spending some time together. Thinking back on it, I remember laughing…so thats a good thing.

Walking up to my front door, I could see in the cracks of my blinds and I saw a flame. “Why is my apartment on fire??”, I said. So, I grab my keys and go to the door. The blinds by the front door were also closed (and they are never closed because I leave them open for Koda) so I knew someone had been there. I open the front door and there were rose petals on the floor and little candles all over the dinning room table and through the living room.

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(Now, the next part may be slightly out of order because I was a little overwhelmed. ) As I’m looking around, Joe gets down on one knee and asks me to marry him. The he grabs Koda, holds up up, and says, “Koda has a present for you.” (My little kitty was so good because he came right over when we walked in!) The ring was on his collar. I told Joe, “Of course, I’ll marry you!” He put the ring on my finger, we kissed….then I cried and jumped up and down a little bit….

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….and that’s how it all happened.

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Whatever will be…

So as some of you know, I’ve been talking about creating a blog for quite some time and the one thing that I couldn’t decide on was the blog title. This morning sometime between fighting Atlanta traffic and worrying about everything under the sun (Koda, calories, the future, marriage, my tires…), the words “Que será, será…” came to mind. Now, it was just good luck that it cleverly sounds like my name, but I knew in that instant what my blog title should be. I’m sure this blog will be a hodge-podge of whatever pops in my head, but I hope you enjoy reading it!

The lyrics to Que sera, sera….

“When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother
What will I be?
Will I be pretty?
Will I be rich?
Here’s what she said to me:

Que será, será.
Whatever will be, will be.
The future’s not ours to see.
Que será, será.
What will be, will be.

When I grew up and fell in love
I asked my sweetheart
What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows
Day after day?
Here’s what my sweetheart said:

Que será, será.
Whatever will be, will be.
The future’s not ours to see.
Que será, será.
What will be, will be.”

(Also on a side note, I was navigating around the blog layout, and came across viewer statics. Hoping to see what it looks like with just one viewer (myself) I saw, “Just a note: we don’t count your own visits to your blog.” Bugger. I guess I should tell people that I created this so I’m not flat lined at zero… 🙂 )

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