Saturday, January 28, 2012

Our Guestbook

I've been working on our guestbook today!  Still not finished with it, but the basics are done - cut, bound, and cover base cut out :)





I'll keep you posted on the finished product! :)

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Picture Post :)

We'll get back on track eventually, but I still must catch you up on so many things!

Anna's Engagement




Picnic the day of our engagement
Basket I made in West Virginia ;)

Pre-Char/Engagement
Post-Char/Engagement
The Old House Depot
Day in the Park



Thursday, January 12, 2012

Christmas 2011

So it's been a while, but I'm sure you understand that it becomes a little busy after you get engaged. :)  So a ton has happened over this break, I'm going to try to catch you guys up as much as I can over the next few posts.  It really is quite interesting.
I'm directly related to William Shakespeare.

Christmas 2011 --
After bear claws, presents, and lunch with my mom, sister, Will, Uncle Barry, and Mamaw Dot, I went to Chris’s dad’s house for their family Christmas.  They had already opened presents and eaten lunch, but they still had presents for me to open.  I got so many presents and each one made me feel like every person thought so long about what I would personally love, then they went out and bought it.  It was so special to me that Ms. Melanie, Mr. Michael, Simon and Norah, and Grandmother thought enough of me to get me as many amazing presents as they did.  The present that really stuck out to me the most, for obvious reasons, was the pearls Grandmother Joyce gave me from 1942.  It was the first gift I opened.  I saw the little silver cardboard box and new it was going to be some piece of jewelry.  When I opened it, I was stunned, elated.  Initially when I opened it, of course I thought they were so beautiful and in my mind hoped with all I had that they were real and more importantly, hers; but I wasn’t certain if it was from a department store or not.  It was then that I barely heard a little British voice mumble, “nineteen forty two”.  I choked a little and asked, “Nineteen forty two? Is that what you said?”.  After the affirmation I didn’t even know how to handle it.  It was such a special gift and time to me.  After I finished opening presents and everyone cleared out, Grandmother and I were sitting alone at the Collins’s dinner table.  I told her once more how honored I was to receive such a significant and precious gift, and she replied with the most sincere statements I’ve ever heard.  As my memory serves me, she said “Well, I love you, dear.  And Michael loves you.  I wanted to give these to you because I knew you would appreciate them for what they are.  I wouldn’t have given them to anyone else, dear.  You are very special to us.  We are so glad to know you and honored to have you as part of our family.”
It hit like a ton of bricks.  I was and am so honored.

We soon left his dad’s house and went to Grandma Bonnie’s house to celebrate with Dad, Rhonda, and Grandma Bonnie.  It was a great time there with food, gifts, and chicken foot; but the most amazing thing was when Dad blew our minds with our family history that he had recently discovered.  He got on a website called New Family Search.  When he logged in he began to go further and further and further back on Grandpa Wilbur’s side. 
Basically, the highlights so far (pre-reading all about it myself) are that our line goes back to 1350, the Webbs came to America six years after the Mayflower sailed over in 1620, Sir John Alexander Webb’s two daughters are William Shakespeare’s grandmothers, meaning both of William Shakespeare's grandmothers were Webbs, Sir John Alexander Webb was a knight under crazy King Henry VIII, the Webbs were of nobility and a very wealthy family, and Reverend Joseph Webb was one of ten founding fathers of Yale University.  The Webbs were originally in Warwickshire, England, then when they came to America, they went to Connecticut, then Virginia, then North Carolina, then Mississippi.  And after the flood of knowledge that had just washed our brains new, we found a book of all of Shakespeare’s writings and his biography in Grandma Bonnie’s attic that was copyrighted in the late 1700s and signed in the front from a man in Mississippi in the late 1800s.
I'm still blown away each time I read that paragraph above.  If you're as interested as I am, you can read all about it on this website.

When Chris and I were on our way home, a few text messages came in on my phone because I apparently didn’t have service at Grandma’s.  When I was checking them, I got a call from Anna Ray.  We had been playing phone tag for the past couple days, so when I answered I told her all the things about my family history and the reason I had called her a few days prior.  I went on and on and she finally asked if I was in town and if I was at home.  I told her I was on my way and she and Ryan met Chris and me there.  She took a little while to get out of the car, but when I saw her get out, I got out as well; and right there in my driveway, she walked up to me with her left hand out - engagement.  I knew immediately what had happened and was so incredibly stunned.  I cried a little on her shoulder and jumped and yelled in excitement and held her hand for a good long while.  Let it be known that this is my best friend; and we have been best friends since the first grade.  We then went into my house and told my mom and ended up staying up till 2am celebrating.  Collette also came which was so beautiful.  Anna and Ryan separately told me that I was the first person that she wanted to tell after her grandparents and their family’s.  She said they came straight to my house and called me repeatedly until it finally went through.  I am so incredibly honored.  It is so special to me - the entire situation.  I had no idea that I meant the same to Anna as she means to me.  What an honor.

Do you have any crazy stories from Christmas?  Are you related to anyone famous?  I'd love to hear about it :)

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

The Proposal

On December 27th, 2011, Christopher and I met late that morning in the sun room of my mom's house with the books my dad had given us for Christmas in hand.  We read a chapter or two individually, then I decided to get ready for the day.  When I was finished getting ready, Christopher told me that my mom had a good idea to go on a picnic.  Agreeing with excitement, we packed the basket I made in West Virginia, and headed to his mom’s house.  When we got there, we gathered our tarp, quilt, and basket, and went to the old garden.  It had been raining the past few days, but praise the Lord the sun was shining bright.  We let Laura out of the backyard and we set up our extravagance.  Lucky for all, Laura found a deer leg to gnaw on so we weren’t bothered at all and she was happy as could be.  We ate our tuna sandwiches, yogurt, blackberries, and ham, and shared the very last ginger snap Aunt Becky had made us for Christmas that year.  After talking, eating, watching Chris imitate a deer then kick a tree and fall in a hole, we went back up to the house where Nathaniel helped jump off the Camry.  Now having both my car and the Camry, we went shopping a bit in Dogwood.  I got some tights to wear that night on our date, and we also bought a few Christmas puzzles at Hallmark for the years to come.  Around three o’clock, we parted ways to get ready for the date we were going to have that night.  Mr. Michael had given us a fifty dollar gift card to Char for Christmas so we decided to use it on that clear night.  Our reservation was for six thirty.

Christopher picked me up at my house a little before six.  Dressed to a ‘t’, we took a few pictures and drove to Jackson.  On the way, Christopher and I talked and prayed and hoped the night would be so wonderful.  We found a good parking spot out front and prayed for our waitress and experience on the walk to the front door.  We had a beautiful meal.  We started with a crab claw appetizer, then Christopher got the scallops that had a side of grits and sauteed onions with a glass of Souverain red wine, and I got the blackfish and smashed potatoes with a glass of Apothic red wine.  We followed the meal with a cup of coffee.  After a while of relaxing and talking, we left the restaurant, grabbed our jackets from the car, and took a walk in Highland Village.  At first we thought they had already taken the Christmas lights down and we couldn’t quite hear what music they were playing, but when we turned the corner, all of the garland, red bows, Christmas trees, and lights were at our disposal; the song playing was ‘Baby It’s Cold Outside’.  Before I knew it, we were walking toward the gazebo, which seemed to be the perfect place for a proposal.  I began to get excited and nervous as we walked toward it, thinking that this could be it, then Christopher turned and went down the stairs nearby.  I suppose after that I put it behind me and convinced myself that it wasn’t going to happen that night.  We walked around for a long time and it was very nice, especially when we came to a storefront that had a beautiful handmade forest scenery set up in its window.  It was a very warm view of a winter wonderland.  We walked down to look at the whole thing, then Christopher told me he wanted to go look at the first scene again.  When we got there, he grabbed me rather abruptly and told me how much he loved me.  He told me he never wanted to be with anyone else.  We spent a long time forehead to forehead, me just soaking in all he was telling me.  He then proceeded to reach in his pocket, get down on one knee, take my hand and ask me, “Will you please marry me?”.  I was at a loss for words but somehow whispered out a “yes”.  I took Mamaw Dot’s ring off my middle finger and he slipped the engagement ring on my ring finger.  Without even looking at the ring, we hugged and danced to the song that had been playing throughout the proposal, ‘O Holy Night’.  When the song ended we began to make excited conversation and I got my first look at the ring.  It is so beautiful.  He explained to me how everything happened and told me all about the ring.  The center stone is the diamond Grandpa Ed had given Mamaw Dot and then in turn, it was given to my mother.  One of the side diamonds is from Grandmother Joyce’s wedding ring; it happened to be the exact same size as the one that Christopher bought for me, which is on the other side of the center diamond.  It was a perfect night in every way.  Once we decided to tell people, I called my dad and thanked him.  We then called Chris’s dad since he was in Georgia, and went to my house to tell my mom and sister.  After spending some time there, we went to his mom’s house, woke her up, and told her and Nathaniel.  Corey and Mitch Morgan met us there with congratulations.  We then went to Ramsey’s house with Mitch and spent some time there talking and taking some pictures.  Christopher then dropped me off at my house and he went back to his.