I sincerely apologize to you friends who have been waiting for this post. Given the circumstances, I have been a busy, busy bee.
For those of you who do not know the origin of my ramblings, I have some very exciting news......
I have joined the many many girls I know who will be getting married within the next year- and I couldn't be happier!
I have been expecting Travis to pop the question for a while now, I just didn't know when it was coming. For the past couple of months, he has been making plans for when he moves to Memphis to start his new job. Every now and then he would make comments about moving like "we will need two bedrooms," and "we will have options for our lease agreement." It was as if I would be moving right along with him. Well he knew something I didn't because I will be joining him in Memphis very soon!
After spending some time in Tupelo with my family, I drove down to Madison to spend the New Year's weekend with Travis. I arrived on Thursday and Friday night we attended a very fun wedding for some friends. On Saturday we went out for lunch with his family and spent the afternoon lounging around (our favorite thing to do).
Travis told me he didn't know of anything big going on for New Year's Eve (ha ha) so he'd just made some dinner reservations. We went to dinner at 8:00 and indulged in some tasty Italian food, one of my favorites. Then Travis had the idea to drive to the reservoir and watch fireworks to bring in the new year. No big deal. Right.
We drove down the Natchez Trace for a while until we came to a perfect spot to pull off: tall, wavering grass, big oak tree, picturesque view over the water. Travis parked the truck and got out, then opened the backseat only to pull out a sleeping bag and several blankets to put in the bed of the truck. I walked around, climbed up in the back, and began laying out the blankets. In a moment, he climbed up and settled in beside me with a hand full of candles, which he began to light and set out. Then we opened bottles of champagne and ginger ale and began sipping on the holiday mixture and sat back on the cozy palate.
At the time, I didn't think much about the romantic gestures, that is just typical Travis. But here is where the story gets interesting. Around the time we realized we don't really like champagne, the wind picked up and the candles went dim. After several failed attempts to relight them, we gave up, and the wind did not. A few moments later, we were squinting into the blinking blue lights of a state trooper car, followed by a loud voice amplified by a megaphone: "The west bank is closed except to fishermen."
Really??? Yep. So we got out and began to pack up our things. So there we were, with nowhere to go, driving down a federal road with an open container (we lost the cork). After searching for about 20 minutes, we finally found a public loading dock and turned in. It took a bit but we re-situated ourselves in the bed of the truck. As we sat and looked out over the water, we spied a heavy black cloud inching its way toward us. The wind picked up to a strong side-ways gust and the temperature dropped considerably. So there we sat in the cold wind, fearing rain at any moment, with absolutely no fireworks in sight.
It wasn't long until "the proposal" began. I will spare you the mushy details, but after several sweet sentences proclaiming his love, Travis pulled a box out of his pocket, and asked me to be his wife. I said "Yes!" very quickly and repeatedly, and when he put the ring on my finger I threw in a "thank you".
We sat and talked for a little while before calling my parents. Of course, they already knew, as he had asked for their permission in early December. But they were excited, as was my sister. We got back to his house just before midnight and had a mini-celebration with his parents. I soon learned that I was one of the very few people who didn't know it was coming.
I think it took me an hour to fall asleep that night, but waking up knowing I will soon be Mrs. Travis McCullouch was one of the best feelings of my life. He is absolutely my best friend, as well as a kind, smart, goofball, and it is a blessing each day I get to spend with him.
I will post soon with updates, including ring pictures and wedding details. For now I am still reveling in my joy.
For those of you who do not know the origin of my ramblings, I have some very exciting news......
I'm engaged!!
I have joined the many many girls I know who will be getting married within the next year- and I couldn't be happier!
I have been expecting Travis to pop the question for a while now, I just didn't know when it was coming. For the past couple of months, he has been making plans for when he moves to Memphis to start his new job. Every now and then he would make comments about moving like "we will need two bedrooms," and "we will have options for our lease agreement." It was as if I would be moving right along with him. Well he knew something I didn't because I will be joining him in Memphis very soon!
After spending some time in Tupelo with my family, I drove down to Madison to spend the New Year's weekend with Travis. I arrived on Thursday and Friday night we attended a very fun wedding for some friends. On Saturday we went out for lunch with his family and spent the afternoon lounging around (our favorite thing to do).
Travis told me he didn't know of anything big going on for New Year's Eve (ha ha) so he'd just made some dinner reservations. We went to dinner at 8:00 and indulged in some tasty Italian food, one of my favorites. Then Travis had the idea to drive to the reservoir and watch fireworks to bring in the new year. No big deal. Right.
We drove down the Natchez Trace for a while until we came to a perfect spot to pull off: tall, wavering grass, big oak tree, picturesque view over the water. Travis parked the truck and got out, then opened the backseat only to pull out a sleeping bag and several blankets to put in the bed of the truck. I walked around, climbed up in the back, and began laying out the blankets. In a moment, he climbed up and settled in beside me with a hand full of candles, which he began to light and set out. Then we opened bottles of champagne and ginger ale and began sipping on the holiday mixture and sat back on the cozy palate.
At the time, I didn't think much about the romantic gestures, that is just typical Travis. But here is where the story gets interesting. Around the time we realized we don't really like champagne, the wind picked up and the candles went dim. After several failed attempts to relight them, we gave up, and the wind did not. A few moments later, we were squinting into the blinking blue lights of a state trooper car, followed by a loud voice amplified by a megaphone: "The west bank is closed except to fishermen."
Really??? Yep. So we got out and began to pack up our things. So there we were, with nowhere to go, driving down a federal road with an open container (we lost the cork). After searching for about 20 minutes, we finally found a public loading dock and turned in. It took a bit but we re-situated ourselves in the bed of the truck. As we sat and looked out over the water, we spied a heavy black cloud inching its way toward us. The wind picked up to a strong side-ways gust and the temperature dropped considerably. So there we sat in the cold wind, fearing rain at any moment, with absolutely no fireworks in sight.
It wasn't long until "the proposal" began. I will spare you the mushy details, but after several sweet sentences proclaiming his love, Travis pulled a box out of his pocket, and asked me to be his wife. I said "Yes!" very quickly and repeatedly, and when he put the ring on my finger I threw in a "thank you".
We sat and talked for a little while before calling my parents. Of course, they already knew, as he had asked for their permission in early December. But they were excited, as was my sister. We got back to his house just before midnight and had a mini-celebration with his parents. I soon learned that I was one of the very few people who didn't know it was coming.
I think it took me an hour to fall asleep that night, but waking up knowing I will soon be Mrs. Travis McCullouch was one of the best feelings of my life. He is absolutely my best friend, as well as a kind, smart, goofball, and it is a blessing each day I get to spend with him.
I will post soon with updates, including ring pictures and wedding details. For now I am still reveling in my joy.
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