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I mentioned in my last post that I was working on my trousseau (collection of things for my house once I’m married). Well I guess that is partly true, and partly it is that Drew and I are constantly collecting things we aren’t necessarily saving for the future, but stuff that he needs for his house (well apartment) right now. It has come a long way since last year. It was just about this time last year that we were shopping for a mattress for him because he had slept on an air mattress for the entire first semester of living in New Orleans. It wasn’t even one of the double ones, it was one of the thin ones (for camping) that he got at Walmart for like $14. (Not comfortable. I sat on it one day and my butt was touching the tile floor!)

So anyway, this year he has a bed, a small dining room table, and chairs! (for a while he didn’t have those and if I wanted to sit at the table I had to sit on boxes. The boxes wouldn’t hold Drew, so he couldn’t sit at the table.) Mainly, we’ve been collecting kitchen stuff though. I live in the dorms at my school, but I’m over at his house pretty much everyday to make dinner because I love to cook. Cooking relaxes me and gives me something that I can do for a little bit other than homework. This summer we (when I say “we” I mean “he”) bought a nice set of stainless steel pots and pans and since then we’ve added in some utensils, a casserole dish, a tart pan, salt and pepper shakers, a coffeemaker, dishes that he couldn’t break when washing, and other various kitchen items. It is really coming together. Well, not aesthetically, but as far as functionality, it deserves an A. We haven’t spent much on decorations and stuff yet. The walls are plaster coated concrete or something incredibly hard, so I can’t get any artwork to hang. ๐Ÿ™

Anyhow, I said all that to say this. Lately he has really been needing a desk. He has his own web design business, and also works for two other technology based companies and so he does a lot of work at home. He had been sitting on the bed (the only real piece of large furniture in the room) but that wasn’t working well. I really wanted him to have a space in the apartment just for work, so it would be easier to separate home from work. (or at least I think it would make him feel more productive to have a better working space) So we decided to go visit the various used furniture stores to see if we could find a nice sized wood desk that we could fix up. At the first several ones, we had no luck. They want a lot of money for crap in this city. Just as we were about to quit and head home, we saw a thrift store. We weren’t even sure if it would have furniture, but we decided to give it a try just in case.

That was the nicest thrift store I have ever been in. It was clean and everyone was super friendly, and it just had a cool atmosphere. They ended up having a lot of furniture too. They had it all arranged and staged to look like little rooms too. I found this really cool big rug I liked, but they didn’t want to sell it because they used it in the displays. Drew found a desk, that wasn’t the exact thing he had in mind, but the size was perfect for him and made of wood. It was one of those big executive looking ones with drawers on one side and it was stained in a mahogany color. Even better, they only wanted $50 for it. Drew told them he would take it.

They (Drew and the people at the store) loaded it up in the car (Drew’s Escape). That was kind-of a challenge. We had to fold down all the seats and ride home with part of the back of the car open and my lap full of junk from the backseat. The biggest problem however, was once we got home with it. We take it for granted that at home (in Illinois) we have dads, brothers, friends, neighbors and lots of people around to help us move things or help with things, and in New Orleans it is just us two. Plus, I’m not much of a heavy lifter. We didn’t have anyone else that we could call and ask for help, so we had to figure it out on our own. Well, I won’t take much credit. I didn’t really help much. It was cold and the desk was heavy and I was stressed about how we were going to fit it in the house, so I went inside and started taking down the Christmas Tree to make room for it, and left Drew outside to figure out how to get it inside.

The desk easily weighed at least 200 pounds. I’m not really sure how he got it out of the car, but he did it by himself. He then somehow made it across the yard and to the door by scooting it around and pulling and shoving and lifting, and I’m not even sure how he did all that, but he made it to the door. Now this is where the real problem arrives. There is no way this desk is going to fit into the skinny apartment door. We spent a good couple hours pushing and pulling and turning and lifting and trying to get the desk through the door. Drew tried to take it apart, but it was made well and wasn’t budging. At one point we got it stuck in the doorway and couldn’t get it in or out. Drew was on the outside and I on the inside. I had to take the apartment door off by myself to give us a little extra room. It still wouldn’t come in. I got stressed again and went to clean the kitchen, start dinner, and I even washed the dishes to not have to help with moving the desk. After I had ran out of other things to do, I went back to see what Drew was up to. He had unscrewed the drawers and taken them out because they kept falling out of the desk when he was moving it. We had both kind-of lost heart that it was going to fit through the door. It was too wide on all sides and we could get half of it through by turning it, but the frame part for the drawers wouldn’t fit through. We had already scratched up the sides of the desk even more and scratched half the paint off of the door frame.

It got to the point that we debated just leaving it on the curb for someone to pick up. We didn’t know what else to do and the house was getting cold with the door being off. Finally I told him to break the drawer part off completely. If he took that apart or broke it, then we could at least get in inside and wouldn’t have wasted $50. We could maybe put the drawers back on later, but it was either no desk at all, or a desk with no drawers. He was a little sad to get rid of the drawers, but at that point, we were both stressed and exhausted.

It took a little bit, but he got the drawers off, we got it inside, we put the door back on, cleaned the apartment and rearranged. I don’t know if the drawers will go back on or not, but if we want to get the desk back out the door at any other point in time, they might just have to stay off. The house feels better rearranged and Drew now has a whole office space with his nice, big desk. It looks pretty professional, minus all the scratches all over it. Whew, I’ve never been so happy to see a piece of furniture inside before. I would rather have had other people to help us, but in the end, there is satisfaction in knowing that we were able to figure it out on our own. It makes us feel a little more independent.

So anyway, the house & trousseau are making progress. ๐Ÿ™‚

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Where I Am Right Now

So I was going to post a longer post, sort-of about something similar, but I started to write it and I got all caught up in my words and couldn’t quite get them in the right order to say what I wanted to say. So I’m holding off on that post for now, but basically it all boils down to this: I’m so happy with where I am right now.

I feel so blessed and thankful for everything that has been a part of my life thus far and that has gotten me to where I am today. I am thankful for God’s constant presence in my life and everything that he has given me. I’m thankful for my childhood and all my experiences. I love the way I grew up and where I grew up and all the people that were and still are a part of my life. I am so thankful for my scholarship and getting to come to New Orleans. I love the life that I’ve created here. I will always love my hometown more and in a different way, but I love New Orleans for different reasons. It has been the place where I’ve truly become my own person and made a life separate from my family. Being apart from everyone else that I know (other than Drew) has helped me to grow up and learn to do things on my own. I will always love the memories I have, but New Orleans has enabled me to move on and focus on the future and the now, instead of the past. I finally feel like an adult. I finally feel like I have grown into myself.

I feel like I have gained so much knowledge in many of the classes I have taken here. Not only have I learned the subject matter, but I feel like many of the classes have gone beyond that and taught me something about myself. Or about life or the world in general. I feel like they have added an essential dimension to myself. Not only to figuring out what I want to do in life, but even just to make me think about something I wouldn’t have before or to notice something I wouldn’t have before. I’m excited to see the person that I will be by the time I graduate. I feel like I’ve already changed so much and I’ve only been here a year and a half.

More than that, I’m thankful for where Drew and I are. Being in New Orleans together has added so much to our relationship. We’ve been dating three and a half years and we’ve known for quite a while that it would last for a whole lot longer than that. But because we were young, we felt like it was only proper to grow into our relationship for a little while before we took it any farther. Now that we are engaged, it feels so great! It feels like it is exactly where we should be right now in our lives and I’m so thankful for that. I didn’t expect to feel an overwhelming sense of relief just because of our engagement, but I don’t know how better to describe it. It feels so nice to be able to show the world how we feel, without worrying about someone else’s thoughts or expectations, and to just do what was right for us. Plus I am beyond excited to be able to actually decide on things for my wedding and collect things for my trousseau! (pronounced true-sew, a french word meaning the collection of things for your home once you get married, see here.)

Overall, I’m so thankful for the peace I feel in my life at the moment. I know that where I’m at and what I’m doing is the right thing for me and exactly where I should be. It just completely amazes me how God has opened up every door that has led me to where I am, exactly when I needed it to open. Thank you God.

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A Healthier Me (and Drew)

For a New Year’s Resolution, or more so a resolution in general, Drew and I decided to be healthier people this year. We already are relatively healthy, but our main goals are to eat almost entirely a diet of fresh fruits and vegetables and get into a better exercise routine. With it just being us two that we are cooking for, it is relatively easy and not really any more expensive (or at least not much more) to buy fresh produce, as opposed to frozen or canned, but we rarely buy canned vegetables anyway. We have a bad habit of getting into a rut of eating the same foods over and over (green beans, broccoli, potatoes, etc.) and with so many things out there to choose from, why not eat a greater variety? We really don’t eat that many sweets or fats, our major downfall is eating too many carbs and comfort foods. (potatoes, biscuits and breads, rice, cereals, and all those other yummy starches) So we are cutting out as much as we can of all those things we don’t really need to eat and replacing them with double helpings of fresh fruits and veggies.

We also need to get ourselves out and move a little more. We get stuck sitting inside on the computer and studying so much that we don’t get enough exercise. Since I only have class three days a week, I’m going to try to use my school’s fitness center more and most importantly, we are going to start taking one or two long walks each week in the park or just down the neighborhood. This will be a good stress reliever from studying and give us time to chill and relax and think about things other than school and work. Maybe we can use it to talk through wedding ideas. ๐Ÿ™‚ Anyway, I’ve been told that walking is the only exercise that rejuvenates your brain as well as your body. I’m not that great at running, but I love taking walks, so I’m really excited about this part of the plan. ๐Ÿ™‚

I spent the day looking up some healthier recipes that we could make this week and researching things that I can get Drew to eat for quick and easy breakfasts. We went to the grocery store and got lots of fresh fruits, vegetables, meat, and healthy snacks (apples, strawberries, squash, zucchini, bananas, celery, tangerines, green beans, cherries, pineapple, and lots of other yummy things!) We also got a George Foreman Grill the other day to grill meat a bit healthier. ๐Ÿ™‚

We made dinner tonight, and although it is something that we’ve made several times before, it is healthy, easy, fresh, and tastes great!

We cooked a steak on our George Foreman and split it so that we didn’t eat more than what a serving of meat should be (about the size of your fist). Then we took a small yellow squash, a small zucchini, 2 small red potatoes (and I did pick really small ones so that we didn’t have very many carbs), and a big handful of fresh green beans, all cubed up and baked in a pan with a little olive oil, herbs and salt. ๐Ÿ™‚ Delish! I think I could have eaten an entire plateful of just the veggies!

I also made some homemade granola. I thought it would be good for Drew to snack on while driving to work in the mornings because he usually doesn’t eat breakfast at all because he is in a hurry. We are really trying to work on that because it is essential to get your metabolism up and running early to burn more calories during the day.

I, of course, love cooking things that I can throw everything-but-the-kitchen-sink into. So for the granola I put in oats, flax seeds, coconut, sliced almonds, chopped walnuts and pecans, raisins, broken up banana chips, honey and a little cinnamon. I used this recipe from Etsy’s Eatsy, but obviously threw in a few more things. It turned out really well! It smelled wonderful while cooking and tastes just as wonderful. Mine ended up a tad too salty, although I barely put any salt in it, so I added a little brown sugar to cut out a little of the salty taste. It also cooked quicker than it said it would, so watch the time and definitely stir it well several times while cooking. ๐Ÿ™‚

If you would like some healthier breakfast ideas, here are some great ones. Here is also a little more info on why breakfast is so important.

Here’s to a new year of a fresher, healthier, better me. ๐Ÿ™‚

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A New Semester

Today is the first day of the Spring 2011 semester at Tulane University. I still can’t believe how fast last semester flew by and that it is already over. Last semester was a good semester, although it did present its challenges. (but what semester doesn’t?) I absolutely loved both my creative writing class and my drawing class. I learned so much and creatively, I improved tremendously as well. This semester I’m taking: Art History Survey-Prehistoric to Middle Ages, Painting, British Literature, Contemporary American Literature, and History of Medieval England. I’m going to have a ton of reading and painting to do, but I’m looking forward to these new classes, especially painting. Seeing how much I improved throughout the course of my drawing class, I can’t wait to see how much I improve in painting. ๐Ÿ™‚ Anyway, with my new schedule I don’t have classes on Mondays or Fridays, so today I’m just relaxing in preparation for the stress that will come with the rest of the semester.

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My Life List :)

So I’m sure everyone has one, if not in list form, then in ideas that flow through their heads–a list of things that you would like to accomplish in your lifetime, dreams, goals, etc… I’m sure everyone already knows my dreams of getting married, raising kids, having a happy home, gardening and being creative in my own lovely decorated house somewhere on the Wallace family homestead. I write about that, or at least think about it all the time. But aside from those dreams and the typical dreams of wanting to finish school and figure out exactly what I’m meant to do in life and to work and to travel and to see the world, I have a list of mostly creative objectives that are things that I would like to do before I die. I’m sure that this list will continually change, but as for now, here are some of the things on my life list:

*create my own fabric line

*write and illustrate a children’s book (or books)

*design my own font (or fonts)

*start my own group of creative friends that can meet often to socialize and do crafts, etc… (maybe the Golden Roses?– this is inspired my the Metal Tulips, my fiance’s mom’s crafting group. It is eight women, all best friends, who get together every Wednesday to eat and chat and talk about their latest creative endeavors. They mostly do quilting and embroidery, so they all help each other with ideas and whatnot. Their name was inspired by Steel Magnolias.) I think it is a great thing and I would love to have my own similar group.

*publish a book of my creative non-fiction short stories (following in my grandpa’s footsteps)

*open an “Icing on the Cake” boutique selling handmade things

*learn how to letterpress

*design stationary and wedding invitations

*explore poetry (it is the form of writing that before last semester I was the least familiar with and I am very intrigued by it and I would like to continue to try my hand out at it)

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Happy 2011!

Happy New Years! I hope everyone had a wonderful 2010 and I wish you a wonderful 2011 as well! Here’s to lots of wonderful blessings in the new year! (you all may toast now if you so please) ๐Ÿ™‚

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Merry Christmas!


Today is not only Christmas, but
a white Christmas,
Drew & I’s first Christmas being engaged,
our fourth Christmas together,
Georgiana’s first Christmas,
& Drew’s 21st birthday!

WOW! It’s been a pretty exciting day! ๐Ÿ™‚

Usually at family events, I am the designated photographer. I did take the pictures of Gigi above, but when it was present opening time, I ended up being “Santa.” In our family, this means that everyone else got to sit around while I handed out the presents from under the tree. This is a job that everyone generally tries to avoid in my family, because it means that instead of getting nice and comfy on the couch, you are up and running around the whole time. Evie was my little “elf” which is the fancy word for Christmas present hander-outer helper. So I gave my camera to Jill so that she could capture the present opening. Jill rather likes experimental photography, because every time she is in charge, most of the pictures are action shots or of random things. The Christmas pictures proved pretty priceless however. She captured many funny moments and lots of laughs and smiles. I think they are some of the best Christmas pictures we’ve had. They captured the moment perfectly.

Speaking of perfect, despite my somewhat sad mood in my Christmas Eve post, this Christmas turned out, in my opinion, to be one of the best. It was just my close family– my parents, brother, sisters, nieces and Drew. We got up, finished wrapping presents, and relaxed. Blair, Bob and the girls got up and opened their presents and then they drove up from Nashville. Blake had to work that morning. Jill slept in and Kelsey did her make-up. Mom and I fixed brunch–western omelets, bacon and pecan waffles–and by the time that everything was done, Drew, Blake, and Blair, Bob, and the girls had all arrived. We relaxed and ate and then we opened presents and later we made dinner together. It was unlike any other Christmas we’ve ever had, but I think that maybe we finally found a new Christmas tradition that fits. ๐Ÿ™‚

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Christmas Eve

Christmas Christmas Christmas. I can’t believe that today is Christmas Eve. Christmas really snuck up on me this year. I guess because in the last couple weeks I’ve been so busy with finals and traveling and everything, I haven’t really had the time to really enjoy the Christmas season. I decorated Drew’s apartment for Christmas and started shopping for Christmas presents before Thanksgiving even, but it still doesn’t feel like Christmas. I guess it doesn’t help that growing up in southern Illinois, I’m used to bare trees, snow and cold weather welcoming Christmas. In both Louisiana and California, where I’ve been over the last month, warmer temperatures, palm trees, green plants, and blooming flowers just don’t seem to welcome Christmas in the same way.

I guess in the last couple years, our Christmas traditions have changed so drastically, that much of the excitement that I remember as a child waiting for Christmas has dissipated. I remember Christmas Eve used to be so exciting as a kid. My parents and all my siblings and I would be at my house all day wrapping last minute gifts to each other and wrapping the huge pile of presents that my dad had gotten for my grandparents and my aunt. I remember that we had tons of suet cakes and birdseed and hummingbird feeders and all kinds of stuff like that to wrap for my Mamaw, because she was always feeding the birds at her house and so we always got her that stuff for Christmas. We had Christmas music on and Christmas lights and decorations all over.

My mom was usually in the kitchen cooking dinner for that night and making pies and stuff for the next day. Some years it was snowing outside too. Regardless, the house was always hustling and bustling with activity. My little sisters and I would be so excited because that evening is when we would go to my Mamaw’s house and spend Christmas with them and eat homemade candy and cookies and open the whole family room full of presents that my Mamaw always bought. We would always pick out a few things that we wanted from my Mamaw, but she was always good at picking out other things too that she knew we would like. The fact that most of our gifts were a surprise caused most of the excitement. My whole family would go to my Mamaw & Papawโ€™s house and sit in a big circle around the family room.

I remember one Christmas it snowed almost three feet and the roads weren’t cleared off so my dad had to drive each one of us up the road to their house individually in his four wheel drive truck. Then drive each one of us and all of our presents back home later as well. I remember one Christmas, Blair had just had surgery on her foot, so she laid on the couch all through the Christmas season, making beaded ornaments and wrapping presents.

Once we were all there, I always read the Christmas story and then my aunt LeAnn, with her Santa hat on, would always sit in the front of the room in the midst of all the presents, and would hand them out one by one. We would open all the presents and then visit for a while and then make the trek back down the road to our house with all of our gifts. When I was really little, I remember going to my other grandma’s house after that to do pretty much the same thing at her house. But we stopped doing that when I was pretty little. Once we were back at our house it was usually kind-of late so we would play with our stuff for a while and then go to bed. Once we got older, we would all play games as a family and eat and stay up late.

On Christmas morning, when I was really little, I remember waking up and then opening our presents at home. I remember we had this pickle ornament. It was hidden on the tree and whoever found it first got to open the first present. After opening presents, we would go to my Auntie Mabel’s house. I was so little, I remember going, but I remember there were a lot of people there that I didn’t know. But it was still fun to run around in a house that we were only at once a year. I remember we stopped doing that eventually and ended up having Christmas at our house. However, once we started having Christmas at our house, my mom was in the kitchen all morning cooking for lunch, so we couldn’t open our presents on Christmas morning. We had to wait until the afternoon after everyone had eaten. Once we had lunch at our house, my grandma and my uncles came over and brought our presents with them. So we all opened presents and then played games and ate some more.

Five years ago was the last Christmas we had with my Mamaw. She passed away in September the next year, so that Christmas was really the last Christmas I remember being โ€œnormal.โ€ After that, my aunt stopped coming in on Christmas. She came in the week before and visited and then left before Christmas. Mamaw was the one who did all the shopping from her and Papaw, so after she passed away, we never went back up there for Christmas. My Papaw gave us a little money and usually LeAnn would give us money or take us shopping while she was in, but never did we go back up there to open any more presents. My aunt June stopped coming in to make Christmas candy, like she usually did every year. No more annual Christmas dress shopping event. I don’t think we ever even read the Christmas story on Christmas after that either.

For me, that last Christmas, marked the end of my memories of childhood Christmases. I was only fourteen and my little sisters were only nine and ten, but it seems like Christmas was never the same after that. Christmas lost a little of the excitement. It lost a little of the hustle and bustle. We no longer got as excited about Christmas Eve, because we didn’t get to look forward to going to Mamaw’s house. We ended up just relaxing at our house after that, playing games and eating, and sometimes opening our presents from our parents and each other then. That was fun too, but still just different. There is always this lingering feeling of sadness knowing that Mamaw isn’t here anymore, and never will be.

I guess change is inevitable. So Christmas has to change too. After that Christmas, it seems like every year we’ve done things a little differently, never really finding the perfect tradition to continue with. Our family has changed and we’ve all grown up in different ways. There are new spouses, new kids, jobs, and some of us live in different places. There are more people to accommodate and Christmas has gotten so complicated.

I still miss my Mamaw and wish that she was still here to celebrate Christmas with us, but I know, she is in heaven dancing and singing and celebrating Christmas with the real birthday boy, Jesus. I’m sure they are having a pretty spectacular celebration.

So Merry Christmas everyone, and Happy Birthday to Jesus (and Drew too).

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Shortbread Cookies :)

I was talking to my mom the other day about these little lime cookies with cornmeal on the outside that I had at a birthday tea party when I was twelve. This lady made them that was friends with my mom. I remembered them and had wanted to make them for a while, but I didn’t have the recipe. My mom found it for me so I spent the day baking! I love baking, especially at Christmastime! ๐Ÿ™‚ Here is the recipe:

Icebox Shortbread

2 sticks unsalted butter (room temperature)
1 cup powdered sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla
1/2 teaspoon salt
2 cups flour
plus your choice of mix-ins and/or coatings (optional)

Flavor variations:
– mix in grated zest of two oranges & 1/2 cup dried cranberries
– mix in grated zest of two lemons & coat with 1/4 cup poppy seeds
– mix in grated zest of two limes & coat with 1/4 cup cornmeal
– mix in 1/2 cup chopped dried apricots & coat with 1/2 cup finely chopped pistachios
– mix in 1/2 cup peanut butter or mini chocolate chips
– mix in 1/4 cup finely chopped candied ginger & coat with 1/4 cup sesame seeds

1. With an electric mixer, beat butter, sugar, vanilla, and salt until smooth. With mixer on low speed, add flour, mixing just until a dough forms. Stir in desired mix-ins (above).

2. Divide dough in half. Place each half on a piece of lightly floured parchment or waxed paper. Gently roll the dough into a 1 1/2 inch in diameter log. Divide the desired coating evenly among each log and coat, rolling each log and pressing the coating into the dough. Wrap the logs tightly in the paper, twisting the ends to seal. Refrigerate until firm, about 1 or 1 and 1/2 hours. (to store longer, place wrapped logs in resealable plastic freezer bags and freeze up to 6 months)

3. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Unwrap logs. With a serrated knife, cut dough into 3/8 inch thick slices. (if dough is crumbly, leave at room temperature 5-10 minutes) Place slices on baking sheets about 1 inch apart.

4. Bake, rotating baking sheet about halfway through, until lightly golden around the edges or about 15-20 minutes. Cool on baking sheet for a minute or two and then transfer to a wire rack to cool completely.

5. Enjoy! Store in an airtight container at room temperature. ๐Ÿ™‚

I ended up making the lime/cornmeal ones and I also made a batch with orange zest and about 1/2 cup of finely chopped walnuts mixed in. You can make them with whatever you would like, or you can also leave them plain. ๐Ÿ™‚


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I’m getting MARRIED!!! :)

The last couple days have been awesome! I finished all my finals, we flew to California, we’ve been exploring California, and today, Drew PROPOSED!!!! We packed a picnic lunch and planned to go to Balboa park, but we went for a drive to Coronado beach first. We walked along in some cute little shops in Coronado. We wanted to walk along the beach a little so we just decided to have our picnic there instead. We sat down and started snacking, and Drew told me he had a little Christmas present to give me. He gave me this really old book. It was of poetry. I opened the cover and inside he had written a poem for me. I read through it and the last stanza was talking about memories, the past and the future and then the last line was, Caitlin…. and then Drew got down on one knee and asked me to marry him! I, of course, said YES! He flipped the page and then right inside the book, in a little hole he had cut into the pages, was the ring! ๐Ÿ™‚

I’m sooo excited! My ring is absolutely beautiful! I love it! Drew did great (although I will admit that I had a lot of say in the look of the ring). It was handmade! The center stone is a round, light champagne colored diamond (I wanted it to be more unique than the typical engagement ring) that is bezel set and then it has sixteen smaller white diamonds in a halo around it. Ahh I just LOVE it!! I like that it is antique/old fashioned looking and very classy and, in my opinion, timeless. Perfect size, perfect sparkle, and so pretty! Okay, I will stop going on about it now.

It is still so surreal. I mean I have been planning my wedding since I was eight. Now I actually get to really plan it. I am so excited. Although it won’t be for a while, maybe late May 2012. ๐Ÿ™‚

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