im going to get married.  not like theoretically one day but actually in practice and soon.  i cant believe it cause i never thought id find somebody i would actually want to marry and have to look at every day but here i am with this most beautiful ring i have ever seen (and i dont even like rings or thought i would ever want one but when i saw this one i knew i loved it) on my pudgy lil finger and a handsome fiance and i am basically elated.  heres what happened.  Last friday we were going to the fair and right before we went, my handsome boyfriend timothy stopped and got me a ring but i did not know it.  he was sneaky and covert like a folkloric elf,  but definitely one that would cobble your shoes for you...  not hide them from you before you wake up.  we went to the jewelry store under the guise of getting his mom a birthday present. but he had this plan because we were going to the beach later that weekend and he was going to wait until we were on this ship he had reservations for on saturday night to give it to me but, guess what.  he didnt last one hour after he bought it.  he gave it to me while we were in line to get into the fair and it was so funny and happy i cried. he was concerned but dont worry...  as logan would say, they were cries of joy.   the end.

ps  also the next day i won 258 dollars on keno after i bet only 3 dollars and then i found a crisp one hundred dollar bill in the bathroom with no one to claim it in sight so finders keepers, losers weepers.  well finders weepers too because i cried a little bit because i felt bad for taking it and also i thought, what if it were a rich old lady who put it there on purpose, and was going to see if i would turn it in, then she would give me one thousand dollars for my honesty and good moral fiber.  but timmie said that was probably not the case and if i turned it in to the front desk, someone would just laugh at me and put it in their pocket when i walked away.  that sounded logical to me because there is really no way to identify a hundred dollar bill.  so then i stopped my sniveling and was generally happy about my good luck in bathroom roulette.  anyways.  my point is this:  good weekend all in all.  pretty good weekend.