So, the DZR and I decided on a place and set a date: Sunday, September 2, 2012 at The Stone Barn in my hometown, Kennett Square, PA.
I’m a little bit back-logged on keeping track of everything exciting that has happened.
Last Saturday, we went with both sets of our parents to The Foxfire for the most delicious dinner I’ve had a while (no offense, Mom). I left my phone at home and I didn’t want to hassle everyone, so unfortunately, there are no pictures of my delicious meal. It’s probably better this way. Our meals were so delicious, your eyes would have wept at the sight of our table. I will tell you that my dad had the Lobster Risotto and I ate the mixed grill (which had lamb, duck, AND pork belly…mmmmmm).
After dinner, everyone, except me, took a walk around the grounds and we all decided that this was probably the place DZR and I will get MARRIED. The DZR wanted to be sure of the inside of The Mill, so we set up an appointment to come back.
Monday, DZR, my mom, and I made detour to The Stone Barn on our way out to Pittsburgh. We had an emergency reconnaissance mission to get things I needed and to take care of some of my apartment stuff out there. You know that your beyonce’ loves you when he agrees to make a 10-hour drive in 20-hours with you, your mom and no air conditioning. KEEPER.
After walking half-way through The Mill, DZR asked me if we should just set a date. His confidence gave me the confidence to commit to a date!! I hadn’t expected to pick a time and place so soon, but we did and it feels great. My mom, the saint that she is, offered to help us put down the deposit for the date and, after hammering out some details, we’re locked in! I can’t believe it!
Our quick trip to Pittsburgh was brutal but I was reminded of a few important things:
Family is there for you: My mom rules and I know she would do almost anything for me. I am so grateful for her positivity and support. I can’t wait to live closer to her.
Friends greet you with smiles: Our two friends, Lauren and Eli, had us stay in their air-conditioned house overnight. As soon as we all sat down I realized that it felt like I hadn’t seen them in a million years. And I had missed them dearly. It sounds totally cheesy but there is nothing in the world like good friends.
When things get shitty, look in the mirror: I found myself in cranky fits during moments in our trip. I am not proud of this. When tensions started to rise, I really tried hard to check myself and see what I could do differently/better. Everyday, I’m working to consider other people’s feelings before expressing my own. (Not an easy task!)
This is it: The more time I spend with the DZR, the more I am re-affirmed that this is the person I want to be with forever. The good times. The bad times. And even the hot, smelly, greasy, country-music, car times.







