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Being Engaged Is Mind-Blowing!

by on Feb.24, 2011, under Other Lovelies

Usually I don’t get very personal on Wander Woman.

I prefer to keep you entertained with tales of food and fun that can take place anywhere – in your home or mine… or your local farm.

But as an online yapper (read: blogger), I’d be remiss if I didn’t share with y’all some very big news in my life…

I’m engaged!

Yes, my manfriend, Sammy, who up till now has remained anonymous, took me on a surprise vacation to Chicago and popped/sprung/shot the question.


It was romantic: He did it in a dreamy little restaurant late at night when nobody was around. It was private and candle-lit, and he dropped on one knee. It was how I always fantasized it would happen…

Except for the fact that we were in Chicago in the dead of winter.

Who goes to Chicago during a cataclysmic cold freeze – the kind that froze the dinosaurs?

My fiancé and I do, apparently.

Anyhoo, we wandered over to a piano bar the day after our surprise engagement. (Yep, it really was a shock – I thought he was gonna tell me he got a job somewhere terrible, like Hulbert, Oklahoma! A marriage proposal was way better!)

At the bar, we discovered a valuable social and financial tip: IF YOU TELL A BAR FULL OF STRANGERS THAT YOU’RE ENGAGED, EVERYONE WILL BUY YOU DRINKS!

It’s true!

After I held up my diamonded finger triumphantly, fellow diners and bar-goers sent us over champagne, wine, beer, shots, babies to bless – it was incredible!

And they all wanted to hear our love story!

The men high-fived my love and congratulated him for taking the plunge.

The revelers and piano man insisted that Sammy and I practice our first dance, so we did – to Elton John’s “Tiny Dancer,” which, coincidentally, Sammy likes to karaoke. I don’t know if Sammy was amped to actually be dancing to a song he knew or to be marrying me, but he swayed me back and forth like he was Liza Minnelli on Broadway. It was funny.

These were our friends for the night who were really excited that we were getting hitched…

Oh, man. I love Chicago…
But the engagement hoopla doesn’t stop there.

When we got back home, all of our loved ones flew off the handle when they heard the news.

My mama, who’s over the moon, immediately started brainstorming an engagement party, reception menu and baby names (gulp).

One sweet galpal started weeping and convulsing in extraterrestial joy. (Or maybe she’s epileptic and had just eaten an onion?)

Another buddy, who lives across the country, screamed so loud she blew out my eardrum.

Some of our amazing friends took us to celebratory dinners, where we were given complimentary desserts (chocolate messages = awesome).

And everyone keeps grabbing my left hand to inspect the ring, which is fun, because I’ve never minded being pawed at or groped unexpectedly. (That sounds weird.)

In all seriousness, I’m the luckiest lady in the world because I hit the jackpot. I’m marrying my longtime love, Sammy, a man who would sacrifice anything to stand up for principle.

…who likes what he likes, including his robot club and safari jacket, no matter what anyone thinks…

…who never gets nervous, but is never cocky or arrogant…

… who puts me in line without ever being mean-spirited…

… who’s still smokin’ hot to me, even after all these years…

… who loves the silly things about me that no one’s ever noticed…

… and who always talks me off the ledge… and puts me on a pedestal.

I’m so proud to be his future wife.

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