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Bells' Wedding Bells

Back before I left for Spain, I said to Nadine, "If Matt proposes while I am gone, there had better be an email in my inbox telling me so within the first twelve hours."

But Matt, kind as he is, kept my plans in mind (obviously) and proposed the week before I left. So instead, I got an email mid-trip telling me they'd picked their date, location, and a dress. (Well, Nadine picked it. Matt almost saw it, but was rescued/ambushed by a round of yelling and hustling out of the store.)

On Sunday night, as we sat in the living room at our computers, Nadine said into the silence, "So. Want to be my maid of honour?"

"Um, let me think about that..." I replied, "KIDDING! Yes."

I was there the night Matt and Nadine met. I may have known that he was going to ask her out before she did. I saw them the night they became an "official" couple. When Nadine walked in the door and announced to me, "I think I have a crush on my boyfriend!" I answered, "Um, that sounds about right?" I've heard the processing over the last year, cheered them towards their first fight, and then cheered for them after they resolved it. I waited patiently while I wondered when that ring was coming.


I am not sure that I've ever been this present for a relationship before. It has been fantastically fun and insightful and encouraging. And now I get to be around for the wedding plans. It's the first time that I am in the wedding party and living in the same city as the bride, not just making a special trip for the wedding!

Needless to say, I am excited.
I am on Team Matt-and-Nadine-Together-Forever.
I am also on Team Matt-and-Nadine-Are-Hilarious.

me, to Matt: "I told Nadine today that I'm going to be her yes-man. I have got her back."
Nadine: "So when I decide I want snakes hanging from the ceiling...she's going to climb up there and tie them!"

me: "I'm writing a blog about you and Matt. I'll let you read it before I post it."
Nadine: " 'They kiss too loudly and talk about herpes?' "
me: "Pretty much!"


Congrats times a thousand, friends.

(and thanks for inviting me along for the ride!)

Comments

  1. Whee!
    Matt+Nadine FOREVER!!
    t-shirts, buttons & other swag need to be made.
    asap.

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  2. This is exciting! I feel like I know them just from your blog! Also I highly recommend engagement! As long as it is relatively short and leads directly to marriage!

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