cliff notes version

holy hell. where do i even begin?

by the way, cliff notes got me through college and it will also get you through this post.

the summer of 2015 will be one to remember, there is no doubt about that. the fact that i've still not discussed the craziness that was those three months is pretty pathetic.

for starters...on an inlet, at sunset, on the day before the 4th of July in Sea Isle, Joe asked me to be his wife. his words were perfect (those that i can actually remember while trying to turn my mind off...or on?). we were patient, on purpose. it was 6 years and 5 states in the making, but we did it. and how sweet it has been. it was quickly followed with a roller coaster of Boston accents, rock and roll, southern breezes and incredible laughs. the sparkle ain't too bad either.

we did that summer proud, no questions asked.

then fall happened. fall in New England is pretty great. another no doubt about it statement. we ultimately slacked off on the whole pumpkin carving tradition and spent our time being slightly productive by picking a wedding date, a venue, a photographer, a DJ and a fabulous freaking dress. we got some shit done to say the least. drops mic.

oh yeah, and henry did this. SOB.

then winter started.... not too bad this year, honestly. there hasn't been any snow and there's been minimal toe freezing frost. i'll take it.

that brings us here... December 2015. the cliff notes version.

On December 3rd, 2015..life happened. i almost find it difficult not to laugh out loud, or cry at a moments notice...still not really sure which one of those to do yet. i'll figure it out eventually. however, that morning Joe accepted the position as Director of Events at the Bon Secours Wellness Arena.

For those of you who don't know where that might be, it is in Greenville freaking South Carolina. I repeat, Greenville, South Carolina.

To state the obvious, we are moving. again.

So here we are...about to enjoy the holidays with family and friends alike, the last before we become husband and wife in the midst of packing boxes, tying up loose ends and getting set for our big trip south.

Only difference is, this time...we can actually throw the boxes out. finally. 

Champagne, y'all? ha!