What you are about to see is quite sad.  But the more you watch it, the funnier it gets.  Replay this puppy at least once – it’s totally worth it

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!

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 me 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.

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!

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

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.