Well, obviously, as most of you know my biggest and greatest news lately is that---
--I'M OFFICIALLY ENGAGED!
Ahem. I didn't just squeal that like a little girl, kay, promise.
Tentatively, the wedding is set for June 25, 2011, which is roughly a year and a half from now. Which means:
1. I need to get my finances in order. Big shocker there.
2. I need to start looking even more wicked hot than I already do. And let's face it, this will be difficult. (I'm joking, people).
In all seriousness, I couldn't be more excited. It was one thing to be plotting and planning a wedding in secrecy, because let's face it, without a rock, no one takes us seriously, but now that I have this little beauty on my hands--
--it's for really real (our engagement, that is). To everyone else, that is. Of course, there will be plenty more of REAL wedding plans updated here and in more detail on my wedding blog as it unfolds. So how did Max propose?
Very simply and sweetly, and in true Max fashion.
It was November 19th, our five-year datingaversary, and he took me to my favorite local restaurant, La Cascada.
I foolishly didn't ask a waiter to snap a photo of us, but no matter. We then went back to our cozy apartment and snuggled on the futon. He got up to check something on the internet, completely faked me out, and turned around and fell to one knee, and something to the effect of, "Chelsea, I love you, please marry me?".
That's it. Just simple, sweet, and very us. I'm very happy and content with life right now.
But let's talk now about other things in my life, which seems to have gotten away with me lately.
I went a few months ago (has it been that long!?!) to see a performance by Avenue Q in Athens. For those of you who have not been introduced, Avenue Q is a raunchy, sesame street-esque puppet show for adults, complete with catchy songs like "The Internet is Great (for Porn)", and "Everyone's a Little Bit Gay". Needless to say, I cracked the hell up the entire time. I highly recommend checking out some of their songs on Youtube. You'll die of the hilarity.
That same night, Kirsten's sister Kaylla, who does theater with Doreen's dad at the Stuarts Opera House in Nelsonville, informed me that Seussical The Musical is coming to Stuarts this spring. Who is auditioning? Me! The irony? Doreen once performed in this same play when she was in college (I remember the pictures from Facebook, DJ!). In any case, I miss theater, and I'm very excited for even a chance to perform again.
Halloween--for heaven's sake, I have not yet written about Halloween and it's now December. What was once my life, my dear livejournal, has now taken the backseat to my actually living it. Well then. Here's Halloween:
Convinced that each year, I spend entirely too much cash creating sometimes more than one costume for more than one event, only to realize that a) I'm not as creative as I think I am, and b.) the cheeky little girls with the short shorts are going to get all the attention anyway, I decided this year I'm just going to be myself. So, I went as a stylish little glittering witch. Very fitting, given that I'm both a witch, and quite stylish. ;)
The only things I had to buy were the sweet little fishnet gloves and stockings combo ($5) and the Sparkly Hat of Awesome ($10). Everything else was out of my overwhelmingly already blackish, gothish wardrobe. The striped scarf is already a staple in my wardrobe lately, as are the boots. And glistening green makeup, which I wear each time I buy groceries.
Wolverine, aka Chris, showed off his impeccable pecs in this getup.
Yes this is Calvert. And yes, the stick figure is screwing a horse.
Most of Halloween was spent at Ben's place, where we drank a lot, attempted to watch The Labyrinth AGAIN, and passed out in his living room, AGAIN. I woke up early to the sound of at least four guys snoring and the horrible horrible heat of the Spence household (I swear they keep their thermostat at ninety). We left early that morning as it was IMPOSSIBLE to fall back asleep.
Fast forward to some other memorable events lately.
Kirsten recently introduced me to Twilight. And although I hate everything it stands for, including but not limited to:
-a pedophilic murderer with fangs preying on the insecurities of an angsty teenage girl
-the destruction and decline of quality literature
-antifeminist wimpishness being glorified
-and a girl named "Bella" who is really not quite so beautiful as the name suggests---
------I still think the movies are hot. And I'll admit, that's mostly for two reasons. A) Robert Pattinson, and B) that Taylor dude, who, ironically, makes
me the pedophile.
So, I've seen each of the two movies twice. And this shall not be repeated.
Moving on.
Tomorrow's goal is to finish my class or at the very least, PR it until next quarter, then meet with Kelly to make and decorate Christmas cookies together. I'm so wicked excited!
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