Small World

Home from Europe

Never in a million years did I think I would be able to say I've been to Europe. Words can't describe how beautiful Paris was, or how much fun B and I had goofing off in London's night life.
But the best part of the trip was Ireland. We were in a tiny little village about 30 minutes from Dublin. It had all kinds of cute little shops, restaurants, and pubs.

Exploring the local castles had to be my favorite part. We have a picture from one of the castles on our fire place. I'm on the back of an armored horse and some crazy fool gave B a sword to hold. So next to the picture is the sword and battle ax he just had to buy. He even bought a set for Justin as a wedding gift. I've already told him they are not allowed to duel! Honestly I'm surprised he held on to it for 6 weeks until the wedding got here.

I found a gift for Jozie while we were in Paris. I can't properly pronounce the name, but she will love the perfume and bath oils when she opens them.

Right now she's sitting in front of my bathroom mirror and its just about time for me to slip into my bridesmaids dress. Man I hope it fits. Problem is I can't find it. Plus I've got jitters. Not from the wedding; from the fact that I'm about 80% sure I might be pregnant. I missed a pill while we were in Paris and didn't realize it until it was way to late to double up or use protection. Haven't told B yet cuz the house has been so full of people I can't take a test. And I don't want to tell him until I'm 110% sure. Pushing away the thought I search for my phone.

B doesn't even have a chance to say hello before I start rambling; Baby where did you put my dress? I can't find it and we have to be fully ready in 45 minutes! I tell him starting to panic just ever so slightly. He laughs at the way my voice squeaked. Calm down Little Bit it's in the music room. How bout I meet ya up there and help ya into it? He asks in a husky but quite tone.

No time for playing right now handsome I tell him sadly. We have a wedding to be ready for and I don't want to smell like sex around your mother. He just laughs at me and hangs up.

I tell Jozie where I'm going and head out the door. As soon as I open the door the sight of Brantley makes me start yelling at him. That's not what Jozie picked out for you guys to where! Go get dressed I'll have Jozie zip me up while she gets her hair done. I tell him pointing at the door.

But do you like it? He asks with a sly smile showing off his fresh pressed slacks, polished boots, and black leather vest over a white button down shirt with rolled sleeves. Yes I answer him A bit confused about the question and why he's dressed so much different from the rest of the groomsmen. You always look good I tell him. But I'm not helping you hide if you turn Jozie into bridezilla for not being dressed like she wants. Now help me into my dress. I tell him grabbing for the bag hanging on the back of the chair. B caught my hand before I could reach it.

Humor me and close your eyes until I tell you to open them. He whispers in my ear. Wha... I try to ask but his lips on my neck distract me. Please baby girl. He pleads. Ok but hurry up B we've only got like 30 minutes and jozies gonna flip.

When I open my eyes B is on one knee in front of me holding a little black box and in the mirror I can see the dress. Its not the light brown dress Jozie picked.

Its totally different. Its an off white champlain colored dress and it fits me perfectly. The sweetheart neck covers just enough of my Boobs so I don't feel like I'm going to spill out, and its cut shorter in the front so it shows off my new black boots. B had to have measured me in my sleep to get all this right because it's just long enough in the back that I Flores just above the ground.

You've only been in my life for a little over a year, but the thought of another second without you makes me want to brake something. I've lived for 30 years in search of a woman that would accept me for me and not try to change me. Somehow you love me even though I'm still a big kid who has temper tantrums. You're the sweetest, loving, most hard headed, argumentative, kind, and beautiful woman I've ever met, and I want to spend the rest of my time on this earth making you smile; showing you how much I love you and how much you mean to me. I guess what I'm asking is. .... Harper Ann will you walk down stairs with me and take my last name? I want to be able to say ya that's my old lady and show you off.

I can't speak. Its taking all my self control not to burst into tears. Damn hormones. And then he started to tear up when he opened the box to show me the ring; he said his mom gave it to him a few weeks ago and told him if he didn't marrie me he was a fool. I lost it. I could feel the eye liner and masquera running down my cheeks.