Emma and Sophie, back in the day.
First things first: I'm not going to call my daughters by their fake internet names anymore. 6 years ago, when I first started blogging, I decided to give them pseudonyms because, I don't know, I just did. I guess I thought some psycho might see a photo of them and develop an unhealthy fixation and stalk them? I mean, they ARE adorable.
But we can move on from that, I think. Sasha is Sophie and Evangeline is Emmaline (Emma for short). To help you with the transition, I will refer to them by both names for this post. Sophie/Sasha and Emma/Evangeline.
Also, do you know this? Sophie/Sasha and Emma/Evangeline live together. With their boyfriends and 4 cats.
Wait. It's up to 5 cats because Sophie/Sasha took in a stray on a cold January night.
And they all get along together. The humans AND the cats. Weird, huh?
I already told you all that Emma/Evangeline got engaged, remember? Let me just fill you in on a few details that you might enjoy.
Just before Christmas, Emma/Evangeline took her boyfriend Nate out of town to a bed & breakfast on Maryland's Eastern Shore to celebrate the end of another semester of grad school. She brought along a hundred dollar bottle of scotch (for courage I must assume) and a Mad Lib which told the story of their relationship. Embedded in the Mad Lib was a marriage proposal.
HOW FUCKIN' MODERN AND ADORABLE IS THAT??
(Emma/Evangeline is all about being bold and manly, unless it involves asking a store employee where to find the light bulbs or something, in which case she would prefer to wander up and down the aisles humming to herself, and then come out to the car and say, "They don't have any light bulbs.")
After her successful marriage proposal, the little vixen took Nate out to help her pick out an engagement ring. And then, NO ONE TOLD US ANYTHING ABOUT IT. FOR WEEKS.
Those little bastards.
Fast forward to 2 weekends ago:
Paul (Sophie/Sasha's boyfriend) came over to see Josh about a computer problem. I wasn't home. Paul was here for a couple of hours, and right before he left...HE ASKED JOSH FOR PERMISSION TO PROPOSE TO SOPHIE/SASHA!!
HOW FUCKIN' OLD-FASHIONED AND ADORABLE IS THAT??
Josh got all teary and emotional. I wonder if that was awkward for Paul, ha ha.
Paul took Sophie/Sasha out to dinner that night and did the whole nine yards, down on bended knee, with a beautiful ring that belonged to his great-aunt.
We are deliriously happy around here. These are exceptional young men, both of them, and we love them so much.
No weddings until 2013. June for Emma/Evangeline and probably September for Sophie/Sasha.
This is kind of a rushed entry, there is a ton more stuff I would like to tell you. So much going on right now. Sad stuff, but lots and lots of happy stuff too.
Gotta do some work for a class I am taking. STUPID CLASSES FOR TEACHERS JUST MORE SHIT I GOTTA DO AAARRGH