Ignore the obvious here. Pretend I just apologized profusely for my extended absence so that we can get down to business.

So, here’s what you’ve missed on GLEE, eh hem…I mean, FIC D.

Oh, you know, nothing too exciting…I just started a new school year, met my 150 new adolescent bffs, may or may not have accidentally mentioned something about balls dropping in class, dealt with pom moms that would give the cast of Dance Moms a run for their money, sat in a bagillion meetings, got suckered into 5 committees, and went to Charleston for the first time and GOT ENGAGED. No big deal.

Ok, girl talk…

So the bf  fiance is originally from South Carolina, but not the fun part that sees ocean and stuff. I had been going there for 5 years and still wasn’t convinced that it was a coastal state. So he suggests a weekend trip to see his parents and possibly go to a Clemson game, and then throws out the possibility of doing a day trip to Charleston. So we fly down to Greenville, drive to Charleston, spend the day walking around, eating, and shopping, and then get ready for a nice dinner at Carolina’s. Afterward we go for a walk along the battery, stop just in front of a pretty gazebo, and he asks me to marry him :) Sigh.

Mad props to him for knowing that I despise corny romantic gestures like spelling things in candles or rose petals, going on scavenger hunts, or having to find my ring in my risotto. Also, mad props to him for already having half the wedding planned for me! You see, we always talked about getting married at the Basilica of the Sacred Heart on Notre Dame’s campus (We met at ND.). You have to book it out way in advance, which he did…a LONG time ago. So he had our wedding date picked out, the rehearsal booked, the church and priest booked, TWO reception venues on hold for me to choose from, and a block of hotel rooms reserved. WHAT. A. GUY.

He has been so awesome and involved in the planning, and we are so excited for our South Bend wedding next July! I’m so excited I can barely focus at school.

Today we started the prologue of Romeo & Juliet. There is a line that says “From forth the fatal loins of these two foes/ a pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life”. As I am turned around I hear a student ask, “Ms. M, are these your loins?”

Let’s just say had I not been in wedding la la land, I would have known NOT to turn around… ;-)

 

Champagne toast and jelly,

Soon-to-be Mrs. Fic D

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