I HAVE A RING!!!!
(before you start hyperventilating and calling me and freaking out, sit your hiney back down and shut up and read)
This evening, my darling friend walked into my room, knelt, and offered me a ring. It's beautiful, three-stones, and shinier than nobody's business. No, the friend was not my boyfriend. The ring is not valuable. And I am not engaged. So many people around me are getting engaged these days, so I thought I'd try to join up with them. Sadly, it's not happening. But it's fun to walk around with a fake hand-me-down $8 engagement ring on my left hand like I've joined the ranks of the evil bride-to-bes cooing all around the block.
4 comments:
MARIANNE. Let me just say here and now that IF I find out about your real engagement on a)facebook b)msn c)any sort of email or d)your blog, our friendship will seriously be in jeapordy. Do you understand, child?
Ok, I'm glad that I've made that clear. Love you!
Ok marianne. guess what. you know that little disclaimer at the beginning of your blog. you wrote that specifically for heather...didn't you. Because, guess what? she just did all of that, hyperventilated, freaked out, and almost fell of the loft. Apparently, her computer died a moment after she read mari and engagement. you should have been here.
Dear Mari,
You are pure evil.
I was on my laptop and its battery ran out at the exact moment I read "engagement" and saw the picture.
So if you need another word to add to the 12, you could go for "havoc-causing." Or just list that it is one of your special talents to cause me to freak out.
goodnight!
i win.
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