It's My Birthday!

Because I turn 20 today I decided to dedicate a small portion of the blog to me.

I started my 5th semester of college yesterday and had to be up at 7:00 this morning to make my 8:00 o'clock class. CPR & First Aid if you're wondering. I also found out that my college does not want to cover the $30 cost of cpr certification that unless I want to stay after class or come early I will not be CPR certified. So of course I'm going to have to do that. =)

I'm planning on going to nursing school and so far it's just been a pain in the ass. I really wanted to attend MUW (it's a university) for nursing but was wait listed and can't reapply until next august. Then, EMCC (community college) opened the associate program for nursing in the spring (2010) so I'm applying for that in October. (Fingers crossed) If that doesn't work I'm also applying for the LPN program in the summer and if that doesn't work then damn it.

The fiancee started school a year before me in 2006 but he is also getting two degrees and applying for his masters all in 4 years. I feel like I'm waisting my life away. So dramatic. I just turned 20 and already my life is pretty much over! =)

I wish I could just stay in the now and not worry about the future but this is my freaking CAREER! I just want the assurance that I'm accepted into nursing school...

Anyways, I had to work 11-1 and I went into work miserable but the coworkers cheered me up just by being happy and fun. The flowers that were delivered to me mid shift didn't hurt either. Scott's a sweetie pie.

After work I took probably the nicest nap of my life! Then my family came over. I wasn't feeling great so having my brother and sister argue almost the entire time just cut into my mood.

It was nice having them over though. We live in the same town but don't see each other that often (at least not all together. I see my mother and grandmother almost every day.)

Well, It's been a rough, amazing, wonderful, awful 20 first years and hopefully I'll have quite a few more years left in me.

Becca

Venue?

Scott and I decided that we would be getting married in New Orleans, Louisiana despite the fact that we live in North Mississippi. Why? you might ask. Scott is from New Orleans and it has played a special part in our relationship and has truly brought us closer together.

Now, planning a NOLA wedding while living in North Mississippi is difficult but not impossible. The internet becomes your very best friend! While researching venues I had a few requirements. The ceremony and the reception had to be at the same place. The main reason, money. Having the ceremony and the reception in the same place means that people don't have to travel as far, your florist doesn't have to deliver to two different places, and your photographer isn't going between the church and the banquet hall.

We decided on Taravella Manor in Marrerro, LA. If you've ever been to New Orleans with a local the locations tend to blend together so despite the fact that it isn't "New Orleans" it's still "New Orleans." (taravellamanor.com)

The ceremony will be in the outside garden at 1:30 and the reception follows inside! We're having about 100 guests and as the wedding falls on a sunday and during the day we're saving about $1, 500.

For the price of $5,200 we get the ceremony, the bride's cake, the groom's cake, the D.J., an open bar, chair covers, ect. See how that takes care of almost everything?

Taravella Manor handles all of the above. We simply have to meet with the D.J. to provide our music choices for the ceremony, first dance, ect. and we have to meet with Haydel's bakery for the cake tasting!

It took me about two weeks to find the venue and sign the contract. Wedding planning doesn't have to be stressful. Simply remember your budget and don't go over it. It's all about compromise.

Becca

The Proposal: February 7, 2009

As I said before in my previous post, I've known Scott for a good bit so I can tell when some thing is up. Scott was riding in the Morpheus parade during Mardi Gras so we decided to go to the Morpheus Ball. (Yes, a real Ball with a King and Queen and pretty dresses, free liquor and great food!) Two of our friends were going to the Ball with us and decided to get a hotel room in the French Quarter. Scott had the not so bright idea of dropping them off at their hotel and then going back to the west bank (20 minutes away) and getting ready then going back to the middle of New Orleans for the Ball. I quickly threw a kink in that plan by telling him it would be simpler for all of us to just change at our friend's hotel room. We dropped our friends off in front of their hotel and went to find a place to park. (If you've been in the French Quarter during Mardi Gras season then you know how hard it is to find a parking spot) I didn't think of it at the time but the hotel had a parking garage.

Anyway, We circled the block a few times and then got to a parking garage a few blocks away from our friend's hotel. The garage manager told us that it was the Hotel Monteleone's garage and we had to be guests. Scott told the manager we were guests and I glared at him for lying. The manager told us the garage was full but there was additional parking on the other side of the hotel. We stopped in front of the Monteleone and Scott says, "Surprise!" At that point I realized that this was the reason he had been acting strange. We checked in and got our bags upstairs and then Scott went back to park the car in the garage.

The room was amazing! It was on the fifteenth floor and overlooked the City and the Mississippi River. It also had a HUGE king sized bed! I got into my dress around the time Scott got back into the room. He pulled me over to the window so he could get a better look at me. (Lightening in an old French Quarter hotel is notoriously dim) I do a little circle and he said he noticed "something" on the back of my dress. After "getting it" I turned back around to find him on one knee holding a little white box.

"What are you doing?" (cue high pitched nervous voice)

"Rebecca, I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?" (picture Scott on one knee sweating bullets)

"YES!!!"

He then opened the box (clever boy) and I was still in shock (pictures below) Lots of hugs and kisses were exchanged.

I then spent the next 45 minutes alternatively crying and calling family and friends before dancing the night away!

Becca

Hi All!

My name is Rebecca and I am ENGAGED! Exciting, right? I started this blog because it's pretty much been a whirlwind thing. I'd like to be able to look back and remember things.

My fiance moved to my small town for college and began working at the local bowling alley where I worked the front desk. Scott, the fiance, looked much older and although he continually asked me out a few hours after meeting me I continually said no. He was only two years older than me but looked about eight years older. Finally, a mutual friend convinced me to at least go on a date with him so after six no's I finally said yes. Three months later we moved in together and then 2 years and six months later we got engaged! We also have three beautiful puppies together.

The proposal will be the next blog.

Becca