Please don't tell me my title doesn't make sense because it makes PERFECT sense for No Punctuation Wednesday when I've been living and breathing the whole Mommypie Blog Proposal 2.0 thing and I swear my heart stopped 16 times and I hadn't had a DROP of wine or anything until well after Mommypie said yes and by that time I needed cough syrup too but did that stop me from drinking wine?
It did NOT.
I said No Punctuation Wednesday. It's Tuesday night so get off my back.
Anyhoo, in case you didn't follow the Mommypie saga as closely as I did (yeah, refresh refresh was REAL and it was my life for an hour of Tuesday that I don't regret for a minute) let me fill you in:
The Boy asked Mommypie to marry him through another blogger, our very own blog friend Marcy from The Glamorous Life Association, and she organized this living breathing MASS of bloggers to write posts about marriage, proposals and the like and at last count there were at least 60 who did so and MAN were there some good posts and you really ought to head over to Marcy's to check it out, yup.
Whoa -- cough syrup rush justa second
Okay I'm back and aren't you lucky? So we weren't allowed on pain of death by rubber truncheon (Marcy is HARD CORE) to put up the Super Secret Proposal Page Link until 6:00 p.m. Pacific Daylight Time and so I followed directions -- hear THAT Dad? It's TRUE -- and put up the link at 6:05 and then sat and pressed refresh, refresh until my fingers bled and 911 was called and STILL Mommypie Did. Not. Come. and therefore Did. Not. Accept (or reject) The Boy's -- isn't he cute? Hubba hubba -- proposal. For over AN HOUR.
Until she did and here it is, just for you because I like you and you missed it (maybe) and the cough syrup is TOTALLY in control now and WHOA two Macs nope I was wrong, only one and here it is:
And you'll likely want to click on that because tiny writing and yecccchhhh and My eyes My eyes so click away
So maybe tomorrow my mysterious asthma-sort-of stuff will have gone and no more magic cough syrup and Advil and I can rest up my liver for the reeeeeeeeally important jobs and I will find the posts I was looking for without success which were about Chas's proposal to me December 11th 1997 and WHAT I SAID and spoiler alert: it was yes and oh yeah the one about our first unofficial date at Oktoberfest (kould we BE any kooler?) and maybe a dating story or two -- NOT THAT YOU ASKED AND ANYWAY WHY DIDN'T YOU ASK
So okay I'm fine and most likely ready for bed and stuff. Nighty night Internuts
Nighty night Mommypie and The Boy.