In the middle of party prep, on Friday night toward Saturday morning,
Mr. A stole me away for the evening, took me out on the town and asked me to spend my life with him.
Yes, dear reader. The Asker got asked.
I threw my arms around him and whispered, "Yes!"
Two weeks have passed and I've been dying to tell you, but I had to catch up first on the older blog posts. There will be much more to write: about wedding prep, negotiations with vendors, reflections on certain rituals, keeping costs down, figuring out how to reconcile different people's schedules with various needs and desires... all while working full time to launch a business... and plan a future... and ask daily...
But for now I am simply thanking the stars for Mr. A, who asked me to dance five years ago and again that early Saturday morning.
The rest, as they say, is future.