i am resting semi-comfortably on my bed, on day six of the Surprise Sinus Infection From Hell. the bad: i am coughing stuff up and snotting things out. the good: i am coughing stuff up and snotting things out, and am pretty royally pissed off about it, which is a sure sign that i'm almost well. plus i don't have to clear my throat to speak audibly today.
and December marches on.....
K, J, and Little V arrive in two weeks! HOORAY! never mind that crazy work schedules, surgery, and sudden illness have left us less prepared than we would like to be - really, it's just shopping, present-wrapping, and cleaning, most of which happens last-minute every year, anyway.
this week is the eye of an extremely fun and crazy storm.
the whirlwind to come, in which we host a toddler who gets, for the first time, this whole Christmas thing - cookies! Santa! presents! lights! magic!
....and the whirlwind just passed, in which we spent Thanksgiving with E's family, saw Amma for the second time (i was so blissed out that i got up and walked off before Amma could hand me the prasad - a sacred offering, usually chocolate - and She had to call me back! She was laughing, and playfully pelted me with flower petals, it was awesome), and E surprised me by picking me up at work early (aided and abetted by my sneaky mcsneakerson boss and coworkers, who put fake client names in my schedule), taking me to dinner in Greektown and then to the Red Wings game, walking back to Greektown afterward, stopping to admire the tree at Campus Martius Park...and then getting down on one knee and asking me to marry her. and i said YES!
well, actually, first i said, "Shut the f*** up!", because i was so surprised, and then i said yes.
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basically, she re-created the night before Thanksgiving three years ago - the night it all began. the night we realized we were still in love.
it was perfect.