Let me tell you the story..I'll start from the beginning..
Last Friday, my mom's side of the family trekked down to Galveston Island for a family reunion and to celebrate my uncle's 70th birthday. My mom is the youngest of 4 kids, and her only brother is 12 years older than she is. My cousin owns a house on the beach, my aunt rented the one next door to her, and my mom rented a house two over from that. My other aunt and uncle own a house about 10 minutes away from that, so we pretty much took over the west end of the island. It was great. I think at our peak, we had about 50 people. The big event was a birthday party on Saturday night for my uncle.
|My uncle is the one in the white shirt next to the kid in orange (who is his grandson).|
|I think he's pretty handsome.|
|Bevin and her husband Brandon|
Also, here is a picture I took of everyone standing around waiting for the group shot. Bevin is looking at me like a dork. I promise she doesn't look like that all the time (well, you can tell by the picture above.)
My mom is the one standing against the pillar next to Bevin. Isn't she so pretty? I love my mama. I've had people tell me that as I've lost a lot of weight, I've started to look more and more like her. We'll see!
|My sister holding the cup, my oldest brother sitting with sunglasses on, my mom leaning with her arms crossed, the front of Steve's face (from left to right, excluding extra family members.)|
So! After the pictures, we had a little party, good food, barbecue, yumminess! The next couple of days were spent at the beach playing with cousins and family members we don't get to see a lot. My nephews actually spent some time together and didn't kill each other. They are 12, 9, and 8, (Braden, Peyton, and Logan)
|Playing in the sand..and seaweed!|
Side note: Peyton was diagnosed with Leukemia (ALL) when he was 3, did chemo for 3 years, and is now completely cancer free and only goes once a year for testing. So YAY!
At night, we would get together and play board games or cards. Also, I had the brilliance to get a 1,000 piece puzzle to keep going at our house so that kept a lot of people busy. It was a lot of fun to just have random family come over and work on the puzzle and play games. I got to play board games with my cousin's 14 year old daughters and actually have adult conversations with my cousins. Bevin and I are the youngest of the grandchildren, and the oldest is almost 50, so it is only a recent development that we really had anything to talk about. Plus, the oldest of the grandchildren live in Oklahoma, so we don't see them as often as we'd like. We all had such a great time, we've talked about doing this every year from now on.
|Playing paper football (or something?)|
Another side note: There are a lot of glow in the dark necklaces in the pictures. My aunt decided to get a gross of them from Oriental Trading, so each night we all suited up with glow necklaces and halos. It helped to spot our group when anyone went walking on the beach at night. My brother also rented a golf cart that held 6 (or 10, but who's counting?) people, and each of the kids got to drive. I even took my 7 year old second cousin out for a spin!
|Puzzle workers..and glow necklaces. BEVINHEAD spotting! (on the left)|
But you guys don't really care that much about my family vacation, as awesome as it was, right? RIGHT?? Let's get to the important stuff!!!
I'M GETTING MARRIED!!!
Here's the story:
Sometime in June, I don't remember when exactly, Steve and I went and looked at rings at several places, and he knew the 2 or 3 rings I would be completely happy with. Apparently after looking at one of them, he went back two days later and put the deposit down so nobody would take that specific diamond because it was an ideal or some bullshit (whatever, I don't really care.) So he has had this ring in his possession since JULY 5!! He has had two hiding spots in our house and I never knew it (obviously.)
He came down to the beach on Friday, but had to go to work on Sunday afternoon because the schedule got screwed up and he was the closest one or whatever. Then he came back Monday morning and went home Tuesday afternoon. Lots of driving, but oh well. He apparently talked to my mom on Saturday morning when I was still asleep and told her he brought it and asked for her blessing. (My mom is the one who has pretty much raised me, my dad and I didn't have a relationship of any meaning until later on in high school.) He had no idea when he was going to do it, but he brought it just in case there was an opportunity. Well, apparently he didn't get one while he was there the first time. Before he came back on Monday morning, he called my dad, but my dad was taking his dog to the vet to have surgery, and he couldn't go talk to him in person, so he had to do it over the phone. My dad, of course, gave him his blessing and blah blah, they all love him. When Steve got there on Monday, we all loaded up our golf cart and went to the beach. Our whole family was playing in the water, playing beach volleyball (my aunt and uncle set up a net) and just having a great time. Multiple times that day, he said something to me like "when are we going to take our romantic stroll on the beach Meggie?" and I said well we can go later I guess. We didn't feel like eating with everyone because they were having enchiladas and I don't like those, plus Steve's stomach was bothering him (looking back now, maybe he was nervous, I don't know?) so we went down the road to a little seafood joint and had dinner. He said he had it in his pocket the whole time. When he got back to the beach house he asked again if we could go for a romantic stroll (kinda joking, so I didn't really take him seriously) and I said we should go be social at my aunt's beach house since the group from Oklahoma was going to be leaving in the morning. BESIDES! We had been warned by the beach house rental company that there were RATTLESNAKES IN THE SAND DUNES. The same sand dunes that you walk across to get to the beach!!
Apparently I was just not cooperating with his plans. When we finished visiting there, we went back to my mom's beach house and I was sitting at the puzzle table with a couple of cousins and my aunt, chatting and working on the puzzle. I heard Steve come in and say to my mom that her sister wanted to talk to her, and we all joked "ooh you're in trouble!" because her sister is kinda large and in charge. APPARENTLY all he wanted to do was get my mom outside and ask for her help in getting my ass to go down to the beach with him!! She came back inside and motioned for me to come over to her, so I got up and I was like Oh shit what did I do?? My mom said, "I left my good sunglasses down on one of the volleyball stands on the beach, will you and Steve go find them for me? They're my prescription ones and I can't afford to lose them." I don't know what kind of relationship you have with your mom, but any time my mom asks me to do something, I do it. She rarely asks me to do anything, so of course I was gonna go find them!
I made Steve lead me down with the flashlight app on his phone and kept squealing any time I thought a snake was going to jump out and get me. When we got down to where the volleyball net was, he said you take my phone and check that stand, I'll check this one. So I was looking and didn't see them, so I started to walk over to where he was and I noticed he was on his knee but it looked like he was looking in the stand (it was like a tire holding a pole to support the volleyball net) and I walked up and was like "Nope they aren't here!" and he opened up a ring box that had a DAMN BRIGHT led light in it. He said "well, since I'm already on one knee, how about I ask you to marry me" Or something like that. I honestly don't even remember what he said. I DO believe the words "wanna get married and stuff?" were said at one point. I just kinda started at him and started laughing because I was really kinda caught off guard, but I thought that I saw him pull something out of his pocket, so I felt like MAYBE I kinda knew? I don't know! I got all teary and I was like "UHH YEAH!!" And he got up and we hugged and kissed and stuff!! And then he kept blinding me with the damn led light! I hugged him again and he said "oh crap I think I dropped it" but it didn't fall out of the box! I finally got it out of the box and put it on and it fit perfectly. I was kinda laughing/crying/giggling like a fool and finally I said "OK LET'S GO BACK AND SHOW EVERYONE!!"
We went up to the beach house, where I thought my mom had already spilled the beans. I guess she hadn't because when I stuck my head in the door, my cousin saw me and said "did you find her sunglasses?" and I smiled and stuck my left hand up in the air and they all squealed and jumped up. It was really cool to be able to have everyone there. My mom made me go to each beach house where some stragglers were (only two others) and show everyone. Then we had to make the phone calls to Steve's parents and sisters, plus my dad. He had told them when he bought the ring, but they didn't know when he was going to do it. We got on facetime and it was fun to see his sisters' faces and hear their reactions. His poor dad couldn't figure out how to get his facetime to work, but we got to talk to them.
My nephew, Logan, who is 8, and who is the one I have the closest bond to, was hilarious. He saw my ring and said "oh that looks like my mom's ring, but hers is a real diamond!" and we all just about fell over laughing. Also, when he was going to sleep, he asked my mom, "BB, so now Mimi and Steve are situated?" and my mom kinda paused and said "you mean....engaged?" and he said "oh, yeah, I thought it was situated." Oh man he cracks me up. I'm kinda sad because I think he might be too old to be my ring bearer.
Oh and let me just say how ROUGH I was looking when he proposed. The wind and humidity at the beach do not do nice thing to my hair. But I did tell Steve that we needed to get a picture of the night we were engaged..so here are those gems..
|He wouldn't take the damn grape out of his mouth.|
|I told him we needed to be able to see the ring.|
|They love him. I'm so happy.|
|Don't mind my snausage fingers.|