So per usual, am rather busy. In addition to the usual stuff, though, I moving into some uncharted territory as well.
Yo, I'm engaged.
There was no big proposal, merely a discussion* initiated by him about desired particulars of one's dream wedding. And if I was being graded, I would have totally failed Girly Girl 101 as the only wedding-type thing I ever contemplated growing up was that I wanted to wear a tutu (complete with pointe shoes) as my wedding dress. Obviously this was from the Bunhead Years, and just seems rather idiotic now.
So discussion was made, and I knew it was really official when the next day he told me The Lads wished us well.
