Fluer de Flu.

(I dont know what fluer means, but it sounds way nicer than flu.)
The only nice thing about the flu is that I have an excuse to stay in bed and blogstalk for wedding ideas.
Yep, the only nice thing.

Five isn't a large number.

I hate all the countdowns on Facebook, but it just hit me that we are getting married in 5 more weeks. We only have 5 more Sunday's without being married. It was a strange realization that it is that close since it has seemed so far away for a while.

Ebay is not a new invention, Ashley.

So I am aware that Ebay is not new to the block and that Etsy is great, but sometimes Etsy just doesn't do. Especially for things like wedding bands. So Tyler's cousin said she bought her husbands wedding band from Ebay because he already lost his first one. I asked if she was bummed and she said "No because it was like 20 bucks."

Can you say awesome?
Now, we are insuring my ring, of course. Tyler even read a story about a girl dropping her engagement ring in the toilet and said "If that happened to us I would be sure to tear the whole toilet apart." I am sure you would Tyler, I am sure you would.

But if he drops his in the toilet, I am just bidding on a new one.
BAM, and that's how you handle a wedding band 6 weeks before your wedding.

Today

We are going to register. Who knows what we will register for and what we will end up getting.
Let's hope that Tyler can handle me when registering while having the flu. It's just got to get done at this point.

But, if you are getting married I found these checklists that really really help. My sister forgot a trash can and a microwave. They didn't buy a microwave for a while because they didn't want to spend the money on it so they heated everything up in the oven or stove top. Tyler and I will be sure to register for both those things now. She also forgot to eat on her wedding day and threw up outside of the temple. I think that story is really funny, but also another good reminder to eat on the big day. Those are the lessons learned and the joys of having older (much older) siblings who have been through this before.

Good luck to all the other brides (which seems to be everyone around me right now)!

Know what?

No one ever tells you the things that stink about being engaged...
Here they are for you, and you are welcome for warning you.

1. You never sleep because you are thinking of other ways to arrange the tables in the ball room.
2. You never sleep because you have to sleep alone because you are not married yet. DUH.
3. You never sleep because you know that you have some more research to do on center pieces.
4. You never sleep because not all dresses you think are cute will look cute on all your bridesmaids.
5. You never sleep because there are thousands of wedding blogs that post new things each day!
6. You get in the funniest-after-the-fact disagreements about wedding plans.
7. You stress about every little detail, yet you don't even have the big things figured out. ("Where are you going to live?" "WE HAVE NO CLUE!")
8. You have a pretty ring on your finger that distracts you when you drive in day light or under a street light.
9. You feel bad for pawning things off to your family to do because you can't do it all.
10. You aren't married yet so you still have rent to pay separately. (Unless you are me and he lives with his family still. Thank Heavens.)

Really though, number 2 is the hardest. And 1-5 is true. You just never sleep. Unless your whole wedding is being planned by Vogue Magazine. Then I think I would sleep like a baby. Perhaps never even wake up.
But being engaged really is great, until you plan a wedding. Then things get fuzzy and you get tired. Enjoy!

Lists and Lists for Days

Working on the wedding guest list. It really is torturous. Someone should have warned me that it is a headache and a half, but I want everyone there! And I am glad we have facebook to help with gathering addresses. But I know I am missing so many people. Whoops! Sorry ahead of time. Hopefully I catch the mistake by July!!!

Plans.

Like the Death Cab album, but not nearly as nice to listen to.

So let's make this short.

JULY 22, 2010


Someone is going to have to marry these two crazy kids.

Hip Hip, Horray!!!

Let the count-down begin. Four Months and Eleven Days!

He definitely liked it...

So he finally put a ring on it!!!
I will start at the beginning and end at the end, or the beginning of the planning however you look at it. So, last Sunday, the 21st Tyler started giving me handmade cards that had pictures of us and some of the sweetest things written inside. He really doesn't forget anything, like the Dr. Pepper I bought for him before we were dating. So Sunday I get a card. Monday I get one of us a month into our relationship. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, I am great at receiving cards! Then Saturday comes along.
On Saturday he sent me to the spa to get a massage and a manicure. It was so perfect. Then I stop by Kylee's bachelorette party and apparently a lot of people there know it's going to happen. But I have to leave early to go to the tree room. It was so perfect. But, he starts complaining half way through our main course, (he got duck, who gets duck. Sick, I hate duck) that he is sick. He's like my stomach hurts. When we leave lets go to the bathroom. I should have known something fishy there because Tyler HATES public restrooms. He has a phobia. So we go to the bathroom and leave after we finish the most amazing berries and custard and truffles. Then we are on our way home and I am kind of bummed because I thought he was going to propose at Sundance since we both love it there.
We go back to his house in Provo and he has warned me that he doesn't have anything planned for the night. I say that is fine with me. I just wanted it to be low-key anyway. We are in his room when all of a sudden he is like I am feeling sick again. (Oh great...) So after forcing him to confess that he has to go to the bathroom because I am 5 years old and think his bathroom-self-conscience-phobia is hysterical and always have, he confesses, "Ashley I have to go poop." (He is going to kill me, but in 9 months he has never said poop in front of me. What kind of boy is he?) So, he runs out of his room. He apparently goes outside to the gazebo in the backyard that is flooded with 300 candles and has lights hanging from the ceiling.
**SIDE NOTE: Last Thursday, I walked into his house because I was in the neighborhood and haven't knocked since we have been dating. I am on the phone with him and he thinks I am supposed to be hanging out with an old friend, but he ended up having to leave early. While on the phone wandering through his house trying to find him, I am asking him where he is. Tyler, being a horrible liar, claims he is inside in the living room with David Kader and his brother, Kevin. I am walking through the empty and quiet (which it NEVER is) living room. Tyler claims he is in his room. He isn't and he doesn't have sheets on his bed. Where is he? Oh in the backyard he finally fesses up. So I open the back door, which gives a straight shot of the gazebo, and he rushes me inside. We hug and apparently he thought I felt the RING because it was in his pocket. He was practicing of course. They set up the whole scene to take a picture. A PICTURE! Two hours of work to take a picture? Alright! So he swears I know.
Meanwhile, I am clueless. So Saturday night he is in the "bathroom" downstairs while I am watching He's Just NOT That Into You and texting Tracy claiming that he is never going to propose and I am going to die and yadadramaticprincessspoiledbratyada. Right as I send it, of course, RaDawn, Tyler's mom, comes into his room and says she is supposed to give me something. It's the last card. It has a picture of the gazebo from Thursday and says, "Ashley, meet me out back. Love, Tyler". So I book it down the stairs, hug RaDawn, start bawling, trip and almost fall while being secretly recorded and make a B-line for that gazebo. I get there and he says my name and I cry. Then, I hug him and he says "Stop, I need to make my speech first!" I was a little excited. Then, he got down on one knee and asked me to marry me and I screamed and I believe I said Yes. His family and DK and Dallas were hiding in the bushes filming and taking pictures. We all celebrated and then called family and celebrated some more.

I had NO idea it was coming. He threw me off pretty well. It's hard when we are so close. He had a really hard time because he had the ring for 3 weeks before be proposed and I kept bugging him about it. I wouldn't go back and change anything, not even the bugging-the-crap-out-of-him and my roommates singing "ALL the single ladies!!!" every time he came in. It was fun and we both got what we wanted in the end.

July is looking like the month. Mid-July. No plans really yet. We are going to enjoy being engaged and then make more plans. Both being in school and working, we are exhausted and recovering from the emotional night. But we are both the happiest couple. Especially on Tyler's end because I have stopped bugging him about a "sparkly diamond ring for my Birthday".

The End.