There seem to be a lot of expectations from others for this post. In addition to the Ahhh's! and the Congrats! I've gotten a lot of I can't wait to read the blog post about this!!
Yikes. Color me nervous.
And this is maybe why I shouldn't blog--because telling big life events is hard. It is so much easier just to tell you about the time I bought a fur vest. Or try to explain my level of jealousy when it comes to my sister's hair. But alas, all of those topics have a huge shadow cast over them by...
Holy, yes. A ring, my finger, and the Freddiefiancé (formerly known as the Freddiefriend).
Here's a quick Snapchat picture to tide you over for the novel you're about to read.
I'm not quite sure where to start this story. Let's see...
Once Upon a Time Freddie and Emily officially met... No, not there.
Once Upon a Time Freddie got a new job and moved to Charleston... No, not there.
How about here...
As soon as Friday, April 26 started, I was packed and ready to go for a doozy of a weekend. And by doozy I mean, extremely busy. My student's end of the year Aladdin Jr. show was on Saturday. Everything we had been working on since last fall was coming to end. Bittersweet and a teensy tiny bit (a whole lotta bit) stressful. Freddiefriend came into town still and we decided we'd go to a fancy schmancy wine bar post Aladdin show to spend some time together. Saturday morning I leave bright and early to go teach and then spend the entire day at the performances. Freddie tells me he is going to hang out with his sister in Newnan. Sound weird to you? No? Me either. I love me some sibling bonding time.
Somewhere in the midst of painting the Genie's face blue and brushing out a Jasmine weave (people, my job is great. Did you hear what I just said I was doing?), FF texts me to tell me he is going to stop by my parent's house while in Newnan and say hi. Sound weird to you? No? Me either. Fredster has gone to hang out with my fam several times without me.
A short stop to say hi turned into him spending hours there all during the afternoon. Sound weird to you? Oh, it does? No, not to me. Why wouldn't Freddie want to spend time with my family? Better than driving back to Atlanta and doing nothing while I was working. Right? RIGHT?
Hint hint: this is the part of the story where Freds is asking dad's permission and telling people and showing my family the ring.
Freddie skips back up to the ATL and comes to my kids' last show. Just as planned, we hit up the most happenin' little wine bar in Dunwoody, Ga and laugh and talk and stare lovingly into each other's eyes for awhile. Sap sap sappy sap, you know you like it.
As soon as we get back he starts playing some music on the iHome. I start adding his name into every song played. For instance, we listen to songs such as Hey There,
Delilah Freddie Weiss and Isn't HE Lovely? I'm dancing around and making Freddie sway back and forth with me. Basically we are just having a big ball of fun. Anyone else want to come hang out with me so I can add your name in songs?
The next 10 seconds play out something like this:
Freddie (while swaying with Emily): I want to do this for the rest of our lives.
Emily (while swaying and mouthing Freddie Weiss lyrics): What? Dance and me sing songs? Let's start tomorrow!
Freddie: Why wait that long? Why don't we start tonight?
Wam bam, thank you m'am, Freddie is on one knee, has a ring in his hands and is asking me something about marrying him.
Freddie Weiss say whaaaaat?!
No really, what did you say, Freddie?!
There was then some poppin' bottles, and some phone calls that had to be made, and some more dialogue that went like this:
Emily: bosurhgjsdru RING skfsukrgj FREDDIE ksufhjsuhfoeau WHAT
This is the picture we sent out to family and friends. HAY Y'ALL, KNOW IT'S PAST MIDNIGHT BUT LOOKY HERE.
While this all seems so surreal (seriously, I am actually waiting to wake up on the "real" Saturday, April 27 morning and wonder about that crazy dream I had), I cannot stop smiling. I cannot stop staring at this beautiful ring Mr. Former Freddiefriend picked out for me.
But mostly, I can't stop smiling because I'm thinking about all the dancing and singing Freddie and I will be doing for the rest of our lives. Life is just Moore fun when Freddie is part of it.
Now, excuse me, this was a lot of words and thoughts for me to put together. Time to work on my gibberish some more.
We're getting married!!!!!