Happy early Christmas for my intended. (Fiancé makes me feel cheesy) Matt didn’t get to see Fleetwood Mac the other day. I could tell he was dying to be there with me. Made me sad for him. Well, they are coming back!!!
In other news, don’t get me started on the $$$ of concerts. Once in a lifetime show for Matt. Well, until the gang needs more cash, I guess.
I am so thrilled and emotional now that the idea I’m engaged has settled in my head & heart.
I’ve been intrigued by Matt since the day I saw him in class. He was 23. I was 21.
At the moment, on my ride in to work, all I can think is how am I old enough to be engaged. I’m confident I am, no need for jokes about being 30 (31 in 2 days) It’s just surreal!
My mother hates flying.
I’m not talking slight apprehension.
She really gets anxious about it.
Until I moved way up here she didn’t have to worry about it. Now she has promised to get a grip and come visit as often as possible.
Looks like she has a lot to learn, though.
Caught her trying to smuggle this on her flight.
Just took mom to the airport. She’s been with me a month during the move up here to the Twin Cities. So sad to see her go. I cried like a baby all the way home.
We’ve had a blast. We’ve taken the light rail across the city. She has the best sense of humor and is delighted by the smallest things. Until next time.
She says she’s going to miss my city view.