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Engagement Part 2

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Engagement/ Covid Love Story Part 2

So my darling boyfriend has popped the question just in time for my daughter to get home. She's only nine, she's been out with my parents. I put my hand in the door frame to show off my ring until they notice. My girl is miffed that she missed the action, and makes M propose again in our foyer, demanding he get down on one knee and "do it right." He obliges. I share the news with the internets, and we stay up late celebrating. 

Travel

We head to Destin around a week after getting engaged in July 2020. Yes, this is well before vaccines and we knew it was risky to head to Florida for my annual family trip. We took every precaution (avoiding crowds, eating only outdoors) and we lucked out - no one gets sick. 

In the pool, we play song ideas and my sister recommends a DJ. My fiance gets drunk and tells my dad what a great job he did raising us. It's beautiful. I toy with the idea of a small wedding at our resort in Destin the following summer. Maybe even something where we tell the guests that we're getting married at sunset, but then surprise everyone and have the ceremony start during a brunch in the gazebo or something. But hubs hasn't been married before. He wants a wedding and reception at home in Kentucky, wants to be surrounded by our friends and family as we say I do. He wants a proper wedding. 

I easily give up my kamikaze, sneak attack, beach wedding dream. I'll marry that man anywhere he wants.  

Wedding Planning 

If memory serves, we've already booked the dj before the end of July, and found the perfect place for our wedding and reception - a brewery, a favorite hang out of ours, which sits 5 minutes from home. We book for the Sunday of Memorial Day weekend so we can rent out the full space for a private party - we want all the guests we can safely/ legally have with COVID. How many will that be in May 2021? We aren't sure, but we order 125 invitations. At least the venue is primarily outdoors, bar seating built up around old rows of greenhouses. So much natural wood and light. And the reception space is open air but covered. We even have a rain plan, should we need it. 

We start thinking of colors and theme. We land on robin egg's blue, black, silver, ivory. We land on breakfast for dinner and a Breakfast at Tiffany's theme. We haven't seen the movie, but love the song.

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