I left my purse at home this morning. I realized it just as I was getting on the highway. This is inconvenient in so many ways. Like, it’s a certain time of the month… and I don’t have my cell phone… and I’m getting my hair done tonight and I don’t have my wallet, and… well I miss my pretty red bag!

What’s with Tux places? We stopped at Men’s Wearhouse on Sunday. A gentleman approached us and we mentioned that we were getting married. His response? “My Regrets”. My response (in my head), “go f*@k yourself.” We left shortly thereafter to hit Mr. Tux. The gentleman there was much friendlier “congratulations!” he said. Greeting. Check.

However he wasn’t so patient with our needs. There were like two yellow vests to choose from and Jimbo didn’t really like either one, and the dude was no help and seemed impatient. We left.

Now we’ve got plans to hit Marry & Tux in Nashua, and some other place that I can’t recall at this very moment.

Thinking about combined holiday cards and save the dates. Must get working on that. Still have two more florists to check out. Gotta figure out the final registry thingers. Jimbo and I have to sit down and agree on a cake style. Meet with the country club, pick linens, menus… blah blah blah. It’s fun actually, and I enjoy it.

We’ve talked to the reverend at my family church. My parents and grandparents were married there and I spent a lot of time there in Sunday school and in youth group when I was a wee tyke. So we’re really excited about doing the ceremony there. Church is done. Check!

So Jimbo and I got engaged this weekend!

I know!! Eeeeeee! So excited!

We took a walk on the boulevard on Sunday morning, where we had our very first date. It was very sweet and romantic. We sat on a bench and he said a few of same things he said on our first date, then said, “I’m going to have to propose to you, now. Megan, will you marry me?”

Of course I said yes and kissed him and made him put the ring on my finger

It’s gorgeous!

It took a long, long time for it to sink in. It still hasn’t really.

We spent the day in Boston. Brunch at Sonsie (Our waiter was the first person we told!) and after two glasses of champagne I was ready to tell the world. We called our parents (mine already knew because Jimbo asked them permission on Saturday!) and some of our closest friends and family.

Then we went on a duck tour, walked around the city and had a really nice dinner at Excelsior.

At the end of our meal the waitress said, “Mr. Capone, then looked over at me and said, the future Mrs. Capone.” And that’s when it hit me. We’re getting married!