My adorable niece made a song to the tune of Jingle Bells for Kevin and me.
It goes something like this:
Auntie Kelli, Uncle Kevin
they get married too
mumble mumble mumble
i like fancy dress
Pllggggggfffff
Cousins please!
I’m pretty sure positive she was put up to that. But it’s pretty irresistable nonetheless.
Soon baby, soon. For now, pick out that new fancy dress!
Most of you know the exciting news….Kevin and I are engaged!
The short story: Kevin made me run in the rain so he could ask me to marry him.
The long story: Kevin and I run Greenlake after work fairly often. A lot less lately as it’s dark early and cold and rainy. Last Wednesday Kevin announced in the morning that we needed to go for a run. We hadn’t gone in a long time and he was feeling out of shape. I agreed, knowing if it was raining we wouldn’t really go. Of course, it was raining but Kevin still REALLY wanted to run. I whined the entire car ride to the lake but he eventually convinced me it was a great idea.
I usually change at work and take off running once we get to the lake. Kevin usually changes at the lake, then catches up with me – since I’m slow. So it’s not unusual that I take off without him. This time though, instead of following me, Kevin got back in his car and drove around to the other side of the lake. He proceeded to set up a mini luminaria. The bags said “Love you babe <3″. (Slight back story – Greenlake has a luminaria every year, the second Saturday in December. Two years ago, we lost track of everything and everyone around us at the luminaria. We were dating the next week.) Kevin was standing at the far end of the luminaria with a rose in his hands. The funny part is I saw this guy setting up a luminaria and I remember thinking “What is this idiot doing setting up a luminaria in the rain?” I quickly realized it was Kevin and immediately started to cry. The first thing out of my mouth, half choked up, half out of breath from running was “You’re not running…”
He pulled me off to the side so we could look at the lake. He said a lot of really wonderful things that I have no recollection of and then he asked me to marry him! I said Yes 
Kevin and I have been talking about it (our wonderful future together) for a while. And because I’m crazy, I kept trying to anticipate when/where/what/how. He totally surprised me, caught be off guard and curses, made me cry. He later told me he was going to propose in Lincoln City over New Years because the ocean is so special to us….but he couldn’t find a ring he liked. Then he was going to do it in Mexico…but we both got sick. I’d thought I’d never be happy about getting sick in Mexico but I’m so glad we did because I can’t think of a better proposal than ours.
Love you babe <3 Forever and ever.
Happy 2010, friends!
My apologies for the furlough. Its’ been a lot busy with little to write about. Funny how that works. Here’s the holiday re-cap:
For our two year anniversary, Kevin took me on a surprise overnight date! Poor Kevin, after last year (which was a super surprise – like I had no idea it was even happening surprise), I told him it’s expected now. He set the bar too high for himself. Lucky me, he loves surprising me even more than I love being surprised! This year, he arranged for us to soak in the pools and get a massage at Banya 5 and stay the night downtown. Yay!
In Spokane, were new traditions of horrible gingerbread house assembly – horrible because Auntie didn’t read the directions first…sneaking the candy was the best part anyway! And old traditions at the Edburg’s Rockin’ Christmas Eve. Christmas weekend flew by but I was lucky to get to visit with everyone I had hoped.
For New Years, the annual Brick House, Crock Pot Cookoff Party commenced in Lincoln City, Oregon. Like walking off the plane in Honolulu, something about this crew gives me a perma-grin I can’t seem to shake. I can’t imagine a better way to celebrate a great year, and ring in the new, than with these guys. Well, except Kevin and I would have loved to surf! Stupid winter storm watch, flash flood, BS. And, yup, my meatball subs with homemade marinara took first place in the crock pot cookoff. Can I get a “Three-peat!” Kevin tied with Ambrose for second with his mommy blog Orange Cranberry Bread Pudding!
Much love to you for the best 2010 has to offer. Already, it looks to be full of weddings and babies. I can’t wait!
Here’s Kevi Kev exactly three weeks in with the Palsy. If you didn’t know better, he looks totally normal. We know better though…just a little bit more to go! He said he doesn’t really notice it much now except when he laughs really hard. Muwhahahahaha!
Two whole, awesome years, today. Happy Anniversary, babe! Two years later, I still think you’re super dreamy.
There’s no easy way around it. Kevin has Bell’s Palsy. When the right side of his face didn’t work Saturday morning, we found ourselves at the ER. The good news, it should go away. The bad news, they don’t know how long he’ll look like Lyle Lovett (For the record, I did not come up with that!). Could be a few weeks or a few months. Most often it’s just a few weeks so we’re hopeful.
Don’t you worry though, he doesn’t hurt. Except for when he eats – his mouth gets tired. And his eye dries out because he can’t blink very well. Otherwise, he’s just fine.
This is how babe smiles now. He’s still adorable to me
I drive to Spokane at least six times a year to see family, probably more. I often get asked, “How do you do that horrible drive all of the time?” My usual response is, “Oh, I guess I’m just used to it. It always goes by really fast.”
Today I realized why it always goes by really fast. Like wam, bam, Mooom, I’m hooome, fast. I usually spend most of the drive on the telephone (on the blue tooth, of course!) catching up with all my besties. Well, this trip, I forgot my phone charger in Seattle so by Sunday, my phone was d.e.a.d. dead.
There are only so many hours one can belt lyrics to Air Supply and Fergie Ferg without going mad. It’s about five.
My oldest and dearest family friend, JR, got married last weekend. JR, his two brothers, my sister and I grew up together. We spent countless summer days at the lake throwing squeeze-it bottles at each other (No, not squeezing the water out of them like squirt guns. Throwing them. Full of water. At each other.), playing Dukes of Hazard in the basement and collecting ten plus pound bags of candy every Halloween until college (I’m almost serious – young face + free candy, hello?!). We’re family. Being the two oldest of the five, we kind of ruled. Seeing him get married and re-connecting all of us (three in Spokane, one in LA and me in Seattle) was just like old times.
We had a blast. Instead of throwing squeeze-it bottles, it was a bouquet – and yeah, I caught the sh$t out of it! (It actually got deflected, bounced off my face and I picked it up off the floor but who’s asking?) Instead of Dukes of Hazard, we danced. All night long. Even my sister and parents were dancing – NEVER thought that would happen! And instead of pounds of candy, they get lots of presents and we were all dressed to the nines!
It’s crazy, getting older. I love thinking back to all of the great times we had as kids and all the memories we shared with the Sugalski’s. It makes me excited to have my own family and forcing our kids to be “instant” friends with our friends kids. They’ll thank me later, I’m sure. We’ll see if that whole bouquet catching tradition really works! (Are you reading this Kevin?!)
Dancing to Auntie’s and Uncle Kevin’s beats.
Spinning in a giant strawberry with Gramma.
A super size shave ice after a perfect day!
We miss you already Princess Allison!
Allison turned three today. I can’t believe baby is already three! Mom, Kevin and I got to take her to Mobius (the Children’s Museum) and Riverfront Park on Saturday. We all had such a fun day - although I’m positive we were all way more tired than she was. Luckily, she had a Princess birthday party to dream about!
