M & H Sitting In A Tree...

... K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby in the baby carriage! Or something like that.

I was sitting at work the other day, and this guy comes in. He is probably in his mid 30's, has a toddler girl, and is an arrogant ass, in my opionion. I am just finishing up business with him, and he asks me a harmless question. What are your plans for this summer? There is nothing wrong this question, and is probably a question a lot of people are asking, and answering, as the weather is getting warmer and summer is nearing. So I answered without a second thought.

Me: Oh, just trying to get a yard put into our new house since it was just built. And planning our wedding.

Him: So, wait. You own a house together and then are getting married?

Me: (A little confused) Yeas...

Him: (Accusingly) Oh, let me guess. You have kids too.

Me: (Very pissed) Yes, actually we do (even though technically he is my kid). A 2 1/2-year-old. (I said this VERY matter-of-factly).

Him: (Makes a weird, snorting noise, rolls his eyes, and walks off)

Me: Go F- yourself! (No, I didn't really say that, but I wanted to!)

Times have changed. We no longer live in a era where everyone marries their high school sweetheart, right out of high school, has a son, then a daughter, and the wife stays home and keeps care of the kids, cooks, cleans, and has dinner on the table for when the husband walks through the front door at 5 o'clock sharp.

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While that might still be the case in some peoples lives today, it most certainly is NOT my situation. And I'm not ashamed of it at all.

I went away for my first year of college. When I came back, I started dating a boy. Things were OK, but then I got pregnant. He proposed (although neither of us wanted to get married) and I said yes. We were trying to make things "right". But, it wasn't what we wanted, and we couldn't pretend, so we broke it off, even before the baby was born. When our son was 6 days old, he told me to move out. Things were on and off and finally I had enough and moved on.

In steps MS. The most wonderful man you will ever meet. He took me for all I was and all I brought with me, which was my past and a 1 1/2-year-old. We fell in love, moved in together in a rental, started looking for a house to buy, then got engaged. We then found the perfect deal, and had our house built.

Personal pic of our house! (Before it was completely done)

And, as you know, we are planning our wedding for September 2010. Things may not have happened in the order that is ideal to most, but things did happen. Neither of us would change anything either. I love my son, I love MS. MS loves me, MS loves my son. Our life is perfect, and we are proud of our family and where we are.

The 2 loves of my life

Have things gone planned for you? Do people make comments about how you are going about your life?

I Like It, So I'm Putting A Ring On It

Of course I'm putting a ring on MS's finger, but I actually went and bought it this weekend! We had to take mine in to get inspected, and some loose side stones fixed, so we decided to look at rings for MS. He had an idea of what he wanted, and I had an idea of what I wanted to get him, so we compromised and I bought him one like this

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Its Tungsten, so no worries of it getting scratched or dented or anything. The only thing that could happen to it is break, but the lady said that would take A LOT of pressure to break it. And, if for some odd reason that does happen, they will replace it for free! Plus, we got it for an amazing deal becuase I bought it at the same place he got mine.

I love the way a ring looks on his finger! He tried it on again when we got home, but then we locked it away until the big day. I really wish he could wear it now though! Once we are married, he will wear it as often as he can, but since he can't wear it at work, it will most likely just be on the weekends. I'm bummed about that, but at least he agreed to wear it whenever he isn't at work.

What kind of ring did you get your Mr? Will he be able to wear it to work, or just on the weekends like my man?