Um, hello! I know, I know...it's been a while since I acutally blogged (and I'll get around to posting the final movie quotes within the next couple of days...) but I just wanted to share the big news. My boyfriend of six months asked me to marry him this blessed Christmas afternoon.

Okay, before some of you exchange wary glaces filled with. "You've only known him six months, why on earth are you marrying him?" I must fill in a few details. The whole Ridiculous Real-Life Love Story, if you will.

My fiance and I met ten years ago in 8th grade science. We quickly became friends and we were surprised to find out that we had PE and English together as Freshmen. By the middle of Freshman year, I realized that I liked him liked him, but he never made any sort of indication that he felt anything towards me...and after two years of waiting for him to ask me out (like I most of the other guys that I knew did), I finally decided that we were just friends and I would date another guy. Well, that was apparently the wake-up call he needed and he finally came to grips with the fact that he liked me liked me, too. Well, the guy I had been dating for most of my junior year and I went our own ways towards the end of the year, and I decided that boyfriends were sort of overrated and I really didn't need one. (That did not mean that I didn't want one...I just didn't need one.) Just a week before school got out, he finally asked me on a date. That summer we saw each other frequently before I had to leave for Miami for two weeks, but the whole time we wrote each other every day (well, technically email because snail mail would have been, well, too slow). Before I knew it summer was over and school was starting in a week. I finally asked him if we were dating (i.e. boyfriendy/girlfriendy) and he shrugged and said, "Yeah." (I know, I know, he no Shakespeare.) So we dated the entierty of our senior year of high school and the first two years of college until the distance took its toll. Since he went to college out of state, was an engineering major, and his parents no longer lived in the same town as me, we hardly saw each other. Our relationship puttered out after three years we went our seperate ways. We dated other people. And then, just this past June, we reconnected. He moved back to town, finding a job here after graduation and one busy afternoon when I was at work, he came in. After a sort of awkward exchanged, I spoke to my mother and then made the decision that I was going to try and talk to him. We agreed to meet for drinks (which turned into dinner) and after a lot of talking, slipped right back into our relationship like we'd never broken up in the first place. Finally, in September he said that he wanted me to lookat engagment rings.

At any rate I'm really happy and can't stop smiling - which is probably an understandable thing. Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas!