Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Merry Christmas

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Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Dreams...and blooms

Is there a reason why I am dreaming of old boyfriends and old jobs? I guess my sub-conscience knows...we are 81 days away from our Wedding Day...

Spring is starting to wake the trees and bulbs... I saw a little patch of flowers on our walk the other day..

Good Morning, sweeties. It's delightful to see you.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Engagement and My Lonely Days in Colorado...

Right now saving for the wedding....
and having moved away from all my friends. I do things on my own. ALOT and frankly it's not too much fun. Oh well, that's life I guess.

On a lighter note. Some engagement photos...

Friday, August 27, 2010


Andrew propsed on July 16th...a Friday afternoon.

I knew it was coming... I am a terrible girlfriend, and a snoop. I found the ring in his closet (but I didn't open the box and look at it). I checked his email and found out about the reservations at The Grape - a beautiful little restaurant that specializes in gourmet food and wines. It is located right across the street from where we met. The Hurricane Grill (which had burned down). No, I don't take that as a sign ah Thank you.

The Day.

He had been adament that I have lunch with him at Chipotle. When I got there both of us were so nervous we didn't have a coherrent conversation.

In the afternoon I ran and bought a dress to where.
I called him and told him that I was going to happy hour with a co-worker just to make him squirm (like I said -bad girlfriend).

I made it home.

I came into a dark room with rose petals on the floor and a white satin runner *steve was here. Andrew stood at the end of the room in his one good grey suit and said: "Baby, come here." I was embarrassed and laughing then he asked: "Baby will you... (pause to get on his knee)...Will you marry me?"
To which I responded: "Did you ask my parents?!"
He had. The day before he had driven down to Houston and asked my parents in line at a Luby's. He ate, and drove right back to Dallas.

I said: "Yes!"

We kissed and I tasted alcohol. He said he had taken a shot because he was so nervous. Poor Guy.
I then went upstairs to find Steve in his sequined nun costume sing the Hallelujah chorus. HILARIOUS.

Steve made us an engagement video and we had a lovely evening.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

I am my Father's Daughter.

I have this sense of adventure that needs to be fullfilled from time to time.

I have lost the interest in my current state of affairs. I have lost the zeal for the friends the job the city that I am in because my mind is 3,000 miles away in an adventure that is waiting for my body to be present. I am done. I have been. I have lived. I am no longer intrigued with the current eb and flow of this situation. I am ready for the change. I am ready for the washing of the wave of the unknown to over-take me, mix me up and turn me updside down to see where I end right side up. I am the Indian with wild hair. I am my Father's Daughter.