Our Fabulous Las Vegas Wedding

Instead of "I do" he said "Absolutely." And, we said it at the Paris Hotel in fabulous Las Vegas, Nevada! 58 of our closest friends and family came to see us exchange vows, while getting into some trouble, having many drinks, and seeing me break my ankle while gracelessly falling from the mechanical bull. I didn't know it was broken until I got home and decided to go to the doctor for an x-ray. Oops. Whatever, I rocked that bull...sort of. Here are few highlights of an unforgettable week. Thank you to all that came out to see us!

It's martini time!

Getting ready to go to the Sin City H3 White Dress Run!

Before the White Dress Run and right before the bull broke my ankle. Yes, I didn't break my ankle the bull did!

I looked good until I fell off. Luckily, no one has any pics of me falling...I hope.

You'll notice that I'm not in this photo. I'm back at the bar with ice on my ankle. Thanks to Karen, Chihuahua and Holly, I was well-entertained!

Karen and I entertained ourselves one day by shooting very awesome machine guns at zombie targets. We were giddy for a while!

Some of my downtown entourage. I wanted to hang with everyone, but couldn't keep up because of the increasing size of my ankle. Thanks, hover-round!

My hover-round train attendants. I'm still the bride even if I am broken!

There's a satin train attached to a hover-round, how could you NOT surf on it through a gift shop?!

One of my oldest, dearest friends.

My lovely matron and maid of honor.

Here I come! I hope you're ready!

Absolutely.

As the officiant looks on disapprovingly, he couldn't help but grab my ass.

Mr. and Mrs.

We love making people gag. It's so easy!

Whoa!

Taking this pic was like herding cats! Most of our 58 guests.

A pinch of emo, with a dash of forever

I've been trying to think of a way to write this blog without it sounding to emo, but I'm failing. So, I'll just come out with it...

WE ARE ENGAGED!

There, it's out! Well, we announced it a couple of weeks ago, but I must blog it for posterity.

The event was more of a concurrence than a proposal. Which, if you know us at all, you know that this is extremely normal. Decisions are made together, even marriage proposals. We were at home having a couple of drinks and a "state of the union" chat. We knew eventually that we wanted to get married, but had no plans as of yet. The conversation progressed onto the subject of marriage and we decided the next step was upon us.

Of course, I got all giddy with girlish excitement that I could barely contain. I know my enthusiasm was contagious because Dave started to get into it too. We told my parents and family and a few close friends, but we were waiting to make the mass announcement (i.e., Facebook) until after we told his parents, which wouldn't be until after Thanksgiving. The following weekend we went shopping for a ring and after only 3 stores and about 45 minutes at the mall, I found the perfect one. A lovely 5-stone ruby band. Pretty, huh? He did good.

The day after our engagement, we went to the Wednesday night hash (DUHHH). During circle I was chatting with Tisha about who knows what when I heard Dave declare an accusation. I paid attention with interest while still listening to Tisha until I heard him say, "Of all you crazy hashers out here, there's only one among you crazy enough to marry me!" I couldn't believe what I'd just heard, and I was so shocked that I immediately turned beet red. I could feel my ears burning, and I don't know if it was from my giant grin or the embarrassment that I felt by being the center of attention. Sometimes, he completely surprises me.

Since then we've been thoroughly enjoying being a newly-engaged couple. It's fun. This change we're experiencing is a truly unique, precious feeling. I get to spend the rest of my life with my best friend. I'm a lucky girl that found her perfect match, and I couldn't be more thankful for that first rainy night nearly two years ago.

Mid-Week Mind Wander #6

View from the living room of our new loft.

Have you ever arrived at a point in your life where you have nothing to complain about?

We have arrived...

Embodiment

Sex on the Beach

The drink...gaw. And, they make a mean one in Mexico. I've been there several times, and since we share a mad love for the beach, we've decided to take a trip down south in a few short (long) weeks. We are both in serious need of a vacation, so eight days in the sand will be our reality not soon enough. Brilliant.

Cozumel, Mexico