Engagement Story

I can finally share with you our engagement story.  I wrote it the day after the enagement, but we lost the camera with the engagement photos.  And we all know no blog is complete without photos....so we found the camera, got the photos on the computer and I am sharing them with you now!

The Story:
    For Lent the Man and I have been praying the rosary once a day.  It's AMAZING.  It's better than yoga!  I sleep so well and I have NO worries...so with each decade of the rosary you offer a special intention (a decade is 10 Hail Marys - the 10 beads you see together on a rosary).  The Man and I often pray for those close to us, family, friends, marriages, single people, babies, pregnancies, work, weather, health, etc.  Everything you worry about during the day you can offer as a special intention.  We can kinda tell how our day went based off our special intentions.  So one day the Man prays for marriages and people getting married and engaged.  I'm sure he was praying from the heart and didn't realize his over thinking girlfriend was reading into his prayer.  Gosh, I'm awful!  But we keep praying, finish our rosary and talk about what our plans are for the weekend since he's coming to town.
    He wants to have a date night so we can get dressed up and eat sushi.  I tell him we have an engagement party to go to and my sister's birthday is that Friday so we might be celebrating that with her.  Not too sure if date night will work - more like Sunday date afternoon?  I'm usually the one making plans and he's always along for the ride and I love that.  But he's insisting we go out on a real date.  We're always doing a family thing or a friend thing and if we every spend time alone it's eating pizza in our sweats with a movie.  I agreed-we were due for a date night.
    He comes in LATE Thursday night.  So we wake up Friday, go out to breakfast (I have the morning off) and then I go into work at noon.  I'm gabbing to my receptionist that I think he's going to propose because he was dropping all these hints.  Turns out I left my phone at home so I need to have him bring it to me.  I call and catch him off guard.  I ask him what he's doing and he says he's at the store.  So I'm thinking...Oh really? The diamond store?  The florist?  Are you buying rose petals to lay all over the floor?  Are you buying champagne and doves and a harp player and, and, and!!!  Yes, I'm that girl.
    So 'that girl' comes home from work to an apartment that looks just like it did when I left.  I am so disappointed.  I'm thinking ok, maybe I read into this date night thing too much.  I always hear girls saying that before their husband proposed they were acting really weird and really nervous and the Man was just being his normal self.  So I start getting ready for our date night. 

He was taking pictures of me getting ready.  He's never done that before.
This was kinda weird so maybe I should have caught on

I am starting to hate getting dressed up just because our relationship is so relaxed it's almost awkward to be all fancy in front of him, it's just not us.  But I get dressed up and when he sees me his eyes light up and the look on his face is priceless, so I guess dressing up is totally worth it. 
     For Valentines Day we stood in front of my fireplace, put the timer on the camera and took pictures together.  It was a cute idea and I'm so happy we did it for our first Valentines Day.  We weren't dressed up on Valentines Day, so he wanted to take pictures this time since we were dressed up. 

     So after the pictures the man is like "Oh, I have a present for you" so of course I'm thinking Yay!  Engagement!!  Then he hands me a Victoria Secret bag and my excitement goes from a 10 to a -3.  Seriously Victoria Secret?  boo. This is a present for him, not me!  So I open the bag and it's a pair of jeans I had left in New Mexico with his brother over THANKSGIVING, that I finally got back!  I freakin love these jeans so I'm super happy and now ready for dinner.  If it's not going to happen it's not going to happen, but yay for him remembering I really wanted these jeans back asap. 

   Then he says "No, I got you a real present" and he hands me this crystal swan with a red rose and a red ribbon.  It's incredibly romantic (just like him) and it's very nice. 

 So I say "aww, this is sweet thank you babe" and then I look closer and I see IT.  There IT IS.  Everything goes quiet and I loose all peripheral vision.  I'm focused on one thing and one thing only.  My beautiful and perfect oval diamond ring!!!  When I look up he's on his knee asking for my hand in marriage.  I'm so happy!!!!  I tell him to take that ring off the ribbon and put it on my finger!  I didn't cry, probably because I was so caught off guard (and hungry) but it was the perfect engagement.  He totally knows my personality and knew that I was expecting something so tricking me was very clever of him. 

See how hidden it is??

It's really hard to take a picture of a diamond.  flash vs. no flash

   We're both beaming from ear to ear and I'm looking for my phone so I can text and call everyone.  I want to tell my parents in person so I tell them the next day, but my friends were super happy, much happier than I thought they would be.  I was expecting "about time!" or "duh! we totally knew" but I got calls, texts, tears, screaming, and one even got drunk off excitement? (or loneliness) and called me 10 times since I couldn't answer at dinner.

He's trying to get an 'after' shot, but I'm on the phone!! 

Thanks for reading this story!!  I hope you enjoyed it!  I sure did!!

Now back to wedding planning!!

Laughter is the best

This guy is hilarious.  Last night we had a huge giggle fest.  Let's just say I was taking myself WAY to seriously and he was being a gentleman by keeping his mouth shut.  Then, he bursts out laughing explaining to me that how silly I looked being so serious.  Instead of getting upset I burst out laughing too! Thinking, why be serious when you can be fun!

This story may be a "had to be there moment" but I'll share with you:

I HATE bugs.  This weekend we were at a party that used old potato bags as the table cloths.  Well there were flies ALL OVER the tables because they still smelled like dirt or potatoes, I have no clue.  It was so gross for someone who hates bugs like me.  Well last night there was a fly in the house.  I was trying to ignore it, but I couldn't take it anymore.  So while JM is sitting at the dining room table I yell "FLY! DON'T MOVE!" I grab a hand towel and slowly creep over to the fly.  I start slowly moving my arms, winding up for the big hit.  JM says I was licking my lips looking like a crazy lady.  I ended up killing the fly and being so proud of myself.  Then I look at him and he's cracking up!  He starting mimicking what I was doing and he looked hilarious!  I had to laugh.  I wish I could find a youtube video as an example.  Just visualize one of those old black and white movies with the batter winding up and taking himself way too seriously and when the ball comes he misses and everyone laughs.  That's what happened.  I looked ridiculous and he couldn't help but laugh....and I couldn't help but join in!

He saw the funny in the moment and I'm laughing just remembering that moment!

I'm so blessed to have this goof ball by my side for the rest of our lives. 

What have you laughed about recently?

Living life to the fullest and laughing along the way!

-Rachel

Engagement Photos

We got the photos!  Some of these I stole from our proof on Sara's website because I am too impatient to wait for the DVD of the high res photos. 

If you want to read details about the photo shoot see my previous post.  If you want to see the photos, scroll down and enjoy!!

Love this one.  We'll have to revisit with our kiddos and take this a a yearly family photo!

All copyright Sara Miller with Photographs by Sara.  Isn't she amazing?!  Love love love!

Can't wait for the wedding!

Sponsor Couple

When JM and I met I wasn’t living near my parents.  But he and I began a life together in the town I did live in.  We ate at certain restaurants, feel in love with certain parks, went to certain churches, etc. So when Chuy proposed we decided to get married in the church we loved attending together.  Little did we know this would come across as a faux paux.  We’ve been questioned every step of the way on why we chose that church for our marriage.  We never questioned ourselves as to why we love this church, we know we love it and that we should be married here.  After this weekend we feel in love with something else about this church. 

After mass we drove to our next appointment in our crazy busy weekend.  It was in the town of Mansfield, south of Arlington.  As we pull up to this gorgeous home with a BMW in the drive way we are dumb spelled.  Chuy gaffs and says “These people are nothing like us, why are we here?” I answer him “God put us in each other’s lives, maybe if we don’t need them, they need us”.

We’ve just arrived at our sponsor couple’s house.  This couple was assigned to us by the church according to a personality test Chuy and I took when speaking with a priest about our intent to marry.  Supposedly this couple is assigned to us because they have a similar background or lifestyle as us.  If we were to compare houses right now, this would not seem to be the case.  But as soon as we met this couple we realized we were a perfect match. 

First of all they flew in the front door with a bang!  Kids running all over the place, clothes being thrown into the wash, phone ringing, etc.  It was a sight!  But everything was working like clockwork and the house was immaculately clean.  When it came time to sit down and speak with us the kids were in their rooms watching a movie, we were offered beverages and all was still.  Talk about inspiring!

Turns out they had a long distance relationship in the beginning like Chuy and me.  They also had no money in the beginning (as most couples don’t) but she works from home and travels for business every now and then.  I know Chuy would love if I could work from home, so he was happy to hear that from her.

They also come from big families and they both live away from their families.  So traveling to see the grandparents is a big ordeal.  They shared with us the drama of who gets which holiday, who comes to visit and who doesn't, etc. 

We only met for two hours this weekend.  We'll be meeting them again at the end of the month.  Harvest season is coming up, so JM won't be able to get away from town as often as he can now.  I thought we were going to be matched with an older couple who "has this marriage thing all figured out" but this couple is only 40 years old and they dont have it all figured out.  But they did figure out how to stay married for 16 years.  JM and I are just working on getting to the alter so we feel very blessed to have this couple in our lives!

Living life to the Fullest being blessed by God every step of the way.

-Rachel

Enough about the wedding....

I'm sorry about the wedding overload.  Last weekend I was overloaded with wedding and I just wanted to share.  I do live a normal life when I'm not wedding planning.  But I'm honestly forgetting what that normal life is about. 

Just the other day I was drooling over my mom's iPad hinting to my fiance that I wanted one.  No, I NEEDED one.  For what? For wedding planning of course! ;)  But then I came to my senses and realized I can't afford an iPad with the additional internet line on my phone bill, until I pay for the wedding.  Catch 22.  I'll do without the iPad....

Then, today at work my boss sent out this reflection.  So now I'm thinking maybe I don't need an iPad and I definitely shouldn't want one.  Read on...

Burden and YokeI live in a part of the country where most people are “unchurched.”
That seems very obvious driving to Mass on Sunday morning: the streets are nearly empty.
Most folks, I’m sure, are still snug in bed.
So what’s this in today’s Gospel about “my yoke is easy and my burden light”?

Part, I think, has to do with values and goals.
As a Catholic, it should be easy for me to determine what’s valuable and what isn’t.
I don’t have to chase after the latest and greatest and don’t have to feel bad because I don’t own it.
My goal isn’t the nicest home or best car.
The “burden” placed on me is to do God’s will for me.
And that’s a “yoke” that’s been custom-made to fit me, for a lifetime.

Prayer: Heavenly Father, help me know and do Your will.- Michelle Dodd (OSV)

Are you on the road toward Heaven?

Living Life to the Fullest, according to God's will not mine.

-Rachel

Birthday Boy

Still talking about the weekend,
We finally arrived back home and enjoyed dinner with my parents.  Chuy’s birthday is Tuesday and my family was so kind in celebrating his birthday with him while he was in town.  They made his favorite, a lemon cake.  Word to the wise: if you want something to be a surprise, do not tell my dad.  They made the cake Saturday, but we were going to celebrate on Sunday.  But as soon as Chuy walked in my dad said “Did you see your cake?” so much for surprise. 

As soon as Chuy knew there was a cake in the room he couldn’t keep his eyes off it!  He even asked my dad if we had another refrigerator which my dad replied “No” so Chuy suggested we eat the cake now because it probably won’t fit back in the fridge. 
So we ate the cake Saturday….

As the family is singing happy birthday and Chuy is ready to blow out his candles, the cameras are ready.  I step in and ask my sister to take a picture of Chuy and I with his first birthday cake at the our house.  To which my mother grabs me and pulls me out of the picture saying “It’s not your birthday!  Don’t steal the spot light Rachel!” and she makes Chuy blow out his candles while her nails dig into my skin keeping me from him as I scream “I’m going to be his wife!” and she replies “Not yet!!”  oh my, only my family, only my family….  Chuy thought it was hilarious but he did really want a picture of the two of us celebrating his birthday.  Next year I’ll be sure not to sit by my mother ;)

Following the HUGE dinner we shared, salmon, saffron rice, strawberry spinach and feta salad, lemon cake with lemon simple syrup and berry compote…we all fittingly passed out on the couches.  It was a snore-fest with Chuy, my dad and me.  I didn’t wake up and move to my bed until 11pm.  That's when you know life is good.

Living Life to the Fullest with a loving and fun family.
-Rachel

New blog address

I've changed this blog address!  No longer is it rachelnkellar.blogspot.com

It is now rachelkellar.blogspot.com.  See how that 'n' is gone? clever!

With my twitter as @rachelkellar

and my Pinterest www.pinterest.com/rachelkellar I had to keep the branding going.

I'm trying to using blogging as another stream of income (as soon as Google Adsense let's me place ads on this blog).  So I'm educating myself on blogging protocol. 

Rule #1 brand brand brand!!

I'll share with you the steps along the way, but you might want to update your google readers so you don't lose the updates to this blog.

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