
Welcome to my blog :) I am a 24 year old, Nova Scotian bride-to-be living in Ottawa with my sweetie. We have been together about two and a half years, living together for three months, and engaged for just over a month! We're planning a small intimate affair with family and close friends.
Much to the dismay of my parents, we decided to plan a wedding in Ottawa, where we live and where the Bluenoser Groom's family is. It was a bit of an internal debate I had with myself, I mean, traditionally weddings happen in the bride's hometown right? Well, after much thought (and some discussion), I realized that planning from afar would be unenjoyable, and I wouldn't get to be as involved as I would like. So here we are. We have set a date, found a place for the ceremony AND the reception, and booked our photographer. But more about that later, let's get to the good stuff!
I began to get antsy about a proposal almost as soon as we moved in together. I don't know what came over me but it felt almost like a biological clock for marriage instead of babies. I began to research, trying to be more reasonable with my ring choice (I originally wanted a Tiffany diamond). For as long as I can remember I have wanted an emerald cut diamond ring. After searching many websites, at long last I discovered the perfect ring. It was beautiful and reasonably priced. So of course I did what every other girl does, I visited
it. I went to the store to see it in person. And it was even more beautiful AND it was on sale. AND the reason it was on sale was because they were not going to be selling it anymore. So I did what any other girl would do, I had the lady write down the info and my ring size and I gave the card to Bluenoser Groom.

On a random Thursday when he could not bear to hold onto it any longer, he popped the question. We were in our spare bedroom and I was putting up a mini-blind, which required me to stand on a chair. He came in and I just happened to drop a screw on the floor, he knelt down to pick it up and when I looked down he was on bended knee, with the perfect ring, and he looks up at me and says, "So, do you wanna?"...