Thanksgiving: a recap

With cousin Gerie, view from Aunt Susie's house

With cousin Gerie, view from Aunt Susie’s house outside of Adamsville, TX

This past Thanksgiving was a stepping stone in our relationship. Not only did Jason survive 7 hours in the car (traveling to far away places where they serve Dublin Dr Pepper on tap) with my immediate family, but all day with the extended version… and they loved him.

Dublin Dr Pepper on tap in Hico, TX

Dublin Dr Pepper on tap in Hico, TX

I was half expecting at least a sneak attack of a comment on the fact that we’ll be “living in sin” in just 5 short weeks, but nothing. I can’t tell if they’re too thrilled that this means they could marry me off sometime in the next few years to notice, or if my 86 year old grandmother really doesn’t mind that we’re doing things in this order. Whatever the reason, she is beyond excited for us. Phew.

Sipping DP on the way home

Relaxing in the back seat on the way home to civilization

Then there was Friday… my Mom and Steph met Jason’s family…  and it all went extremely well. Jason’s dad made the point to mention in the blessing that he was thankful for “new beginnings,” and we joked about how I’m going to “train” him to cook and clean. It’s starting to sink in that’s it’s all happening.

We’re narrowing the apartment prospect list, I’ll start packing later this week (I’m giving myself one month), and I’m seeing this all as a reality… instead of the fast approaching, but futuristic adventure it has been for the past 6 months.

And I couldn’t be more excited…

Bring on 2009

Bring on 2009!

Sometimes when I am extra neurotic (like when I cry for the homeless cats at Petsmart or when I get scared reading Harry Potter), I really relate to this quote. He gets me, and he loves me, and even when I’m acting obsessive or sensitive or compulsive or all of the above… he understands. And that’s why I’m so excited to wake up and see his face every morning, and to breathe the same air as him all day long, and to dive head first into our new life.

You have to figure… if the world’s fattest twins can find love, there’s hope for all of us. Somewhere out there is another little freak who will love us, understand us, and kiss our 3 heads and make it all better.
Carrie, Sex and the City

Love, love, love

– Qcait

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