Oh what a weekend! After a year and forty-three days of waiting…it finally happened! Saturday morning (November 15th) Patrick and I woke up early to get ready for Little Lachlin’s baptism. After the baptism, we were on a mission to find curtains at Pottery Barn for the basement…maybe I should say I was on a mission. I spent about an hour at the store trying to make what they had in stock work for the house. When that wouldn’t work I started calling around the US to find the perfect fit. Just when I thought I was going to get a nap before dinner and Mamma Mia…I spent too much time on the phone. As I was standing in the bathroom with curlers in my hair…Patrick was at the door saying “we have to go”. Normally, he tells me to take my time and we will get there when we get there. But for some reason, he was edgy all day.
We left the house and headed to dinner at Amerigo’ s (where we had our first date) to meet Chris and Natalie for dinner. After dinner we went downtown to the Kentucky Center for the Arts to see “Mamma Mia”. When it was over, we went to Barrett Bar to hangout for a while. After one drink (I feel so old…one drink!), we were all yawning and ready to head home for the night. I spent most of the drive home trying to get my ipod to work then I located…scissor sisters “Don’t feel like dancing”. As I busted into my best car dance moves and lip singing, Patrick watched until he began to bust a move with me. As he snapped his fingers and nodded his head along with the song, I started to laugh (as I usually do when he starts to dance..lol). He asked to me…”are you laughing at my dancing?” with a smile on my face I stated…”No, You make me happy!” About that time, he asks me to get a piece of paper out of his wallet so he can throw it way when we get home. In an effort to play along, I picked up the wallet. He tells me it is behind his license and I see a wadded up piece of green paper (what turns out to be his fishing license). As I tried to get the paper out of his wallet…a ring rolls out into my lap. In disbelief, I ask him “are you seriously doing this in the car?”. I don’t remember what all was said the rest of the way home until we parked the car. He asked and I said yes!
Oh what a weekend! After a year and forty-three days of waiting…it finally happened! Saturday morning (November 15th) Patrick and I woke up early to get ready for Little Lachlin’s baptism. After the baptism, we were on a mission to find curtains at Pottery Barn for the basement…maybe I should say I was on a mission. I spent about an hour at the store trying to make what they had in stock work for the house. When that wouldn’t work I started calling around the US to find the perfect fit. Just when I thought I was going to get a nap before dinner and Mamma Mia…I spent too much time on the phone. As I was standing in the bathroom with curlers in my hair…Patrick was at the door saying “we have to go”. Normally, he tells me to take my time and we will get there when we get there. But for some reason, he was edgy all day. 
We left the house and headed to dinner at Amerigo’ s (where we had our first date) to meet Chris and Natalie for dinner. After dinner we went downtown to the Kentucky Center for the Arts to see “Mamma Mia”. When it was over, we went to Barrett Bar to hangout for a while. After one drink (I feel so old…one drink!), we were all yawning and ready to head home for the night. I spent most of the drive home trying to get my ipod to work then I located…scissor sisters “Don’t feel like dancing”. As I busted into my best car dance moves and lip singing, Patrick watched until he began to bust a move with me. As he snapped his fingers and nodded his head along with the song, I started to laugh (as I usually do when he starts to dance..lol). He asked to me…”are you laughing at my dancing?” with a smile on my face I stated…”No, You make me happy!” About that time, he asks me to get a piece of paper out of his wallet so he can throw it way when we get home. In an effort to play along, I picked up the wallet. He tells me it is behind his license and I see a wadded up piece of green paper (what turns out to be his fishing license). As I tried to get the paper out of his wallet…a ring rolls out into my lap. In disbelief, I ask him “are you seriously doing this in the car?”. I don’t remember what all was said the rest of the way home until we parked the car. He asked and I said yes! 
