Hosea...

gets his own post.

The Big News

David and I are engaged.

On Friday night he took me to a little park overlooking the city, dropped on one kneee and asked me to marry him. I, of course, burst into tears and said yes. Then, after an appropriate interval, went to a pub to listen to Scots sing traditional songs and joke around. (Which was amazing. These were songs that everyone had heard from their grandmothers and sang along. There was even one about Jacobites).


The sparkley

The center diamond is my great-grandmother's, the rest are from David. It is beautiful and princessy and sparkley.

Hip Hip Hooray!

We made it to Edinburgh! Hosea is darling.

We are sleepy. More posts and pictures to follow (maybe).

Transportation: the Old Fashioned Way (sorta)

You know when your car is (still) in the shop, and you suddenly remember you have a dentist appointment? And that all of your friends are working or otherwise appointmented. But then you look online and see that it's only 2.7 miles to the dentist and you can cut through two parks on the way.

I'm going to walk there and run back! Yay! Exercise, parks, fresh air, and it's above freezing!

Respite!

One hour and eight minutes ago Christmas break began. I came home thinking, Man! I'm going to clean my room! After walking in the door, however, my legs decided they had had enough for the day and collapsed. So I'm sitting in the Comfy Blue Chair for a while until I can stand up again.

We went caroling today. I have Navidad Navidad Navidad Rock thoroughly stuck in my head. It was fun and bone-weary exhausting.

I will not set my alarm this week.

In one week, we're going to Scotland!

Love,
Mary