The Blue, The Gray, The Engaged
This weekend my hometown celebrated the 150th anniversary of the Civil War battle fought there. In only two days over 3400 men lost their lives. (In the original battle. Not this weekend.)
I'll share all my nifty photos later, but right now I'm busy picking out China patterns.
I think I'm engaged.
When I went to the reenactment that ended up not really being a reenactment, a family friend was selling chicken wraps (we're sticklers for period accuracy) and our conversation went like this:
She waves. “Hi!”
“Hi,” I say. “How are you?”
“Would you marry one of my sons?”
“How about Ryan?”
“I'm really gonna work on this.”
“M'kay.” I eyeball the drink selection. “I think I have a free Saturday next month. Let me know, and I'll keep that open.”
Sister either really wants to get rid of her son or she was having trouble moving those chicken wraps.
The bride-to-be is registered at Hershey's, Godiva, and Office Depot.
It’s 5:15 in the morning, and I had to work really hard not to laugh outloud on this one and wake up everyone in the house! Haha! Thanks for sharing your engagement story! 🙂