Sunday, September 11, 2011

When Andy proposed to me

Two years ago last Thursday (September 8th), Andy asked me to marry him. It was a crazy crazy time believe me. It came after a difficult and strangely joyous summer. We were really poor, poorer then we were even in college. I was four months pregnant, and I know people assumed we were getting married due to our little, growing love child. We just wanted to finally be married to each other.

Bonus, Andy managed to buy me a sweet ring while working at Starbucks. Here it is now (with scab)


  1. Tawny,

    Thanks for following my blog! I'll be looking forward to reading yours.

    You know, they say that this time of being poor in our young married lives is a time that we'll always remember with fondness (at least that's what all our rich old friends keep saying). It's good to recall back when we were SO much poorer, in families and in love, and recall how even then we were blessed.

  2. Whoa!!! Had no idea you were expecting too!!!! Congrats! So glad to see that there's another crazy in love couple out there too. :)

  3. Hi Laura! For some reason I haven't been able to comment on your blog, frusterating because I really wanted to say congrats on your new babe too!

    And yes our poor times have been some of our greatest. It really draws you together and reminds you of what is important.