He liked it so he put a ring on it.

Here's the story about how I got this ring on ma finger:




Let's start by rewinding back to Christmas. We're all at his parents' house opening presents and he tells me that I still have one more from him. I just say "ok" and move on, not worrying about it much.

Then on December 30th, he makes a trip down to my apartment in the city. I kinda thought this was weird, seeing as I had to work until 7 that day and then had to be at work at 11 in the morning. And he was needing to go back on the 31st. But I didn't ask questions.

I could tell something was up. He just seemed different. Probably nervous.

Anyways, we went out to eat and when we got back to my apartment he hides my gifts while I'm in the bathroom. Then I get sent on a little treasure hunt. If you ask him, he'd tell you I complained about it the whole time. But that's not the point...

After I found my first gift (A Christmas Story cup he got the day after Christmas), he sent me on the hunt to find my other one. He ended up putting it in a little decorative Santa bag I had hanging on my doorknob. When I pulled the box out I knew what it was. And the rest is history!

Later we ended up calling each other's mothers. His mom knew, mine didn't. He didn't go the traditional route and ask the parents. My mom's reaction was really funny. It went something like this:

Taylor: Hey, would it be ok if I was your son-in-law?
Mom: Well, yeah. I guess that would be ok.
.............long pause..................
Mom: Wait...when did this happen?!

But, yeah. Mom's pretty excited. We can't wait to go dress shopping! I already stopped by David's Bridal and picked up some catalogs. And marked the one's I like with post-its.





:)

Oh hey!

Remember how I have a blog? Yeah, I kinda forgot too.

But not anymore! I have some stories to share in the coming days/weeks that have happened since I last shared a story in October.

-I've done more of my 25 things.
-Luna "turned 1".
-Christmas time happened.
-I got engaged!

Those stories and more are soon to come!

Promise.

Halloweeeeeeeeen.

I love Halloween. It's one of my favorite seasons. I love having fun Halloween costumes and decorating with pumpkins and such. I do not, however, love being scared. No way, Jose. And if I could figure out how to put the accent over that "e" I would.

Anyways, I decorated for Halloween a little tonight while watching Nightmare before Christmas. One of my favorite movies ever. We would watch it all the time when we were kiddies.

Little Eddie likes Halloween.

Next up is trying to decide on a costume. Now that I'm out of college, I don't really have a reason to dress up other than the fact that it's fun. Sadly, I don't have any costume parties to attend. And no kids to take trick or treating. My apartment doesn't even get trick or treaters. So basically, I'm going to dress up and figure out some place to go.

My first choice was to go as Amy Pond:

But, (a) Nobody would know who the heck Amy Pond is (unless I have a Doctor with me) and (b) Sadly, I don't have red hair...

Soooooo, then I thought I would just be a fun version of The Doctor:

I even went to the thrift store and bought a bow tie and blazer (mine is blue..). I figured even if I didn't wear it on Halloween, I could always wear the blazer to work. And it was only $3 for both the bow tie and jacket. And instead of having a sonic screwdriver, I was just going to carry around a regular screwdriver and tell people it's sonic.

I just reaaaaaaally want to have this convo with someone:

Them: Who are you?
Me: I'm The Doctor.
Them: Doctor who?
Me: **giggle**

Jillian Michaels has it out for me.

Seriously. She's trying to kill me.
I started doing her 30 Day Shred workout DVD three days ago.
I did it 2 days, and then rested a day.
I think if I would have done it a third day in a row my legs would have fallen off.
It hurts to walk.
It hurts to go down stairs.
It sucks that I have to walk a lot at work.
It sucks that I live at the bottom of stairs.

We'll see how I feel in the morning to see if I make it another day.
Or if I wake up leg-less because they have given up on me.


We'll also see how many times I flip her off during the workout.
It was a good 3ish times the other day.

And no, Jillian, we are not all in the same boat here.
You're boat is like a fancy yacht.
And mine is a little wooden row boat.
I call BS.

My shining moment in softball.

Saturday was pretty baseball filled. Mom and I went to watch my little cousin play softball, and then that evening we all went to a Royals game. It was at my cousins softball game that my mom shared this little story that I am about to tell.

When I was little, my parents tried their hardest to make me athletic. I think I played about every sport that was available. Basketball; softball; soccer (I really liked that one); cheerleading; dance. Too bad for them, it was not to be. I am not cut out for sports. But I did have my one shining moment in my softball year.

Picture this: little Whitney standing up to bat, all ready for the pitch coming my way (not really). The pitch is a little high, so I do not swing. What happens? The ball hits the top of my bat behind my head, and rolls a few inches in front of me. As I stare at the ball, everyone is yelling for me to run. So I do. Run to first, then to second, and then on to third. Yes, I made a triple without even having to swing the bat.

You have to catch the other team off guard. Trick them up a little bit.

Struck out my next time up to bat. But that's besides the point.

Waiting for my potion to brew.

I finally got to enter Pottermore. I was so stinking excited to have finally received that welcome letter. I explored the whole first book in one night. Stayed up waaaaaaay too late. And now I can't wait until they unlock Chamber of Secrets!

I bet you're wondering what house I got sorted into. Well, hold your horses. I'll get to that part.

Before you get to go to Hogwarts, you have to get your wand! Every wizard needs a wand! Mine is Dogwood with unicorn core, 11 1/2 inches, slightly springy. In the description for dogwood wands, JK says, "Dogwood wands are quirky and mischievous". I feel like this fits me. Maybe not the mischievous part, but the quirky part at least.

Right now (as you can tell from the title of this post) I'm waiting for my potion to finish brewing. Yeah, you get to make potions and try to earn house points. I'm not a very good potion maker. Earlier I was trying to brew Herbicide and I blew up my cauldron. And I lost 5 house points. Which is no good, seeing as my house is slacking on the house cup standings (we're last place.....)

After reading some of the things that JK has shared, I've decided that she truly is a genius. GENIUS. I love how she has taken the time to actually give secondary characters in the books their own backstory. Like they're more than just characters, they're actual people. Except not really, although that would be cool.

Well, my Antidote to Common Poisons is almost ready. Wish me luck on not blowing up this cauldron (I feel like Seamus Finnigan).



Oh yeah, Imma Hufflepuff.




Note: I actually can touch my tongue to my nose. No big deal.

Do you remember where you were?

Today marks the 10th anniversary of the attacks on the World Trade Center.

I was in the 8th grade. I was sick that day, so I stayed home from school and Mom stayed there with me instead of going to work. I remember being asleep on the couch when Mom woke me up and told me to watch what was happening. She happened to have Good Morning America on, and we sat there and watched as the second plane hit. And then watched as the buildings collapsed. I remember wondering what could cause someone to have this much hatred to want to cause this much harm and terror to innocent people. This is something I still wonder about to this day.

I remember watching the news for days after, as they searched the rubble hoping to find survivors. I remember praying for the families that had missing loved ones.

I remember talking to my dad a few days after the attacks, and him telling me that this event was a huge event in American history. He told me to watch, because this would go down in history books. In my freshman American history class a year later, we happened to have brand new history books. At the very end was the tragedy of September 11th.

Do you remember where you were?

25 Things: #18 Catch up on Doctor Who.

Earlier in the summer, I decided I wanted a new tv show to watch. I like finding new shows. I decided I wanted to expand my nerdiness a little bit, and my love for the British, and started watching Doctor Who.

Now, Doc Who started in like the 1960s, and then took a break for a little bit in around the 80s or 90s (I don't really know the complete history, obviously), and when I decided to start watching, I had no idea whether I needed to watch from the first doctor, or whether I should just start from a certain point. After some research (aka, I sent out a poll on the twitters), I learned that I should start at the 9th doctor with the episode called "Rose".

So that is where it all began for me. After weeks of watching about 2 episodes a day (cause that's all BBC America played each day) I have caught up! And I got to actually watch the new episode on Saturday when it aired!

Let me give you a little background on the show that is Doctor Who:

Basically, it's a show about a time traveling alien that goes by The Doctor. And he has human sidekicks that come along with him on his journeys. He travels through time and space in his TARDIS (Time And Relative Dimension In Space) that looks like a blue police box and is bigger on the inside. The reason they are able to have 11 different actors play The Doctor is because whenever The Doctor dies, he just regenerates and his whole appearance changes. Handy, huh?

I'm not sure if this is true for all Whovians (That's what the fans are called. Fun.) but I tend to get attached to a certain Doctor. I really love David Tennant. A lot. And I always got nervous that I was approaching the episode that was going to be his last. And then this new guy was going to show up. And then I reached that point. And you know what, I LOVE Matt Smith as The Doctor! I think he may be my favorite!

Also, I love Amy Pond and Rory. More than Rose. Didn't think that would happen either.

"Bow ties are cool."

Just a heads up, if you do decide to watch Doctor Who (and you should), beware of the Weeping Angels. They will scare the shiz out of you.

Seriously, you will pee your pants.

That time Luna escaped.

This event happened a while ago, but I feel like it still needs to be shared.

My sister turned 21 this year. And ever since I turned 21, my friends and I like to go up to the bar after the fireworks on the 4th of July to celebrate my birthday on the 5th. This year, my sister and our family went with us to celebrate. We had our fun time, and left when the bar closed at 1:30.

Since we had been drinking and Mom hadn't, she drove Abby, her boyfriend, and I back to the house. This is where the story gets good.

Whenever we leave Luna in the house at Mom's, I always put her in the kitchen with a baby gate blocking her way out. Well, I left for 4th of July activities before everyone else did, so I left it up to them to lock Luna in the kitchen. Whoever was in charge of the baby gate needs to take some lessons......

Back to us coming home from the bar. I unlocked the front door and get it open when I feel a little brush of fur go across my ankle. Crap.

Luna gets scared and runs. It's just how it goes. My thoughts were that she was scared from all the fireworks and when the door was open, she made a break for it.

Anthony (Abby's boyfriend) dashes after her. I shout at Mom, making sure she doesn't run over Luna as she backs out of the driveway. I then run after Anthony yelling Luna's name.

Just imagine this right now: small furry dog running down the highway, being chased by two semi-drunk people, one of which is shouting the dog's name, all at 1:30 in the morning.

Up ahead of me, Anthony stops running. I take this to mean that either Luna has stopped, or he lost her. Thankfully, when I catch up, he tells me that she is on the other side of this car. When I see her, she is sitting there, reallllllllly scared. I pick her up and let out a huge sigh of relief.

Mom then drives up to where we are and gives me a lift back to the house (Anthony opted to just walk). When I got in the car, I could tell that Mom was wanting to laugh at the scene she just witnessed, but was also a bit worried. When I told her I was fine, she let it all out and started busting up laughing. "Nothing like watching 2 drunks run down the highway at 2 am."

Let's just say that now we make sure the gate isn't going anywhere when we leave Luna at home alone.

25 Things: #11 Attend a midnight movie showing.

If you've read this blog for about an hour, you know I'm a Harry Potter fan.
Heck, you really just have to look at the picture on my blog title and can see that.
So when the last Harry Potter movie came out, I knew I had to finally see one at midnight. I wanted to experience the awesomeness of intense Harry Potter fans.

Let me just say, it was awesome.















1. People!
2. I colored a picture of (badass) Neville while waiting.
3. Best costume of the night: chick dressed as Hedwig.
4. Movie partner Erin!
5. Our "legit" tshirts I made.
6. The person hanging up the cardboard characters was dumb. I really wanted to go over there and tell them to switch (badass) Neville and Draco and then everything would fit better.
7. If you look really close you can see a banana dueling a wizard. Don't ask questions.