5QF!

1. Is there something you've always wanted to try but just can't muster up the courage to actually do yet?
OK, my inner dork is about to come out. You see, I have this dream...to be going about my business on a perfectly normal day...and suddenly I and everyone around me breaks into a perfectly choreographed song-and-dance routine. This dream rears its head whenever I watch musicals or my favoritest show of all, Glee. I want life to be a musical, but since that doesn't happen, I would at least like to be in a musical. Only...I dance like a white girl. And my voice isn't what it used to be. And I would probably get stage fright. Granted, if I'd had the opportunity to do this in high school, I probably would have. But I went to a teeny tiny school with no arts program to speak of, so there you go.

2. If you had $100 handed to you in cash without your significant other knowing about it, what would you spend it on?
Honestly, I would probably put it back to use on my wedding dress (!!!!). Or, you know, find a pair of awesome yellow shoes to wear for my wedding. My fiancé HATES it when I buy shoes.

3. What was your favorite piece of playground equipment as a child?
The swings!

4. Do you prefer a sweet or hearty breakfast?
Oooh, hearty and salty and artery-clogging, please! A doughnut's OK as a snack, but give me sausage, biscuits, bacon, and eggs!

5. Are you a Neat Freak or a Messy Bessy?
Um. Gonna have to go with messy here. Neat people do not take their their clothes off the hanging rod and lay them on a chair instead of putting them in the closet. They also do not neglect to unpack a suitcase from a weekend trip for two weeks. Or have a mountain or dirty clothes in their bathroom. Yeah, let's go with messy.

FINALLY!

My wonderful boyfriend is finally my wonderful fiancé!

Playing Catch-Up

OK, apparently I am a lazy blogger. I told myself I would keep up with this one, and now a month's gone by with no posts. But last month was kind of a crappy month and I got a little down about everything and just didn't have the energy to write anything. I'm trying to get that energy back, as I have a story due Saturday for my sorority's quarterly publication (the cover story, to be exact) and two assignments for the magazine. One I've had for...um...a while...but as I said last month was kind of a downer, and while I've done a little bit of research and Facebook surveys, I haven't actually put anything down on paper. Luckily, my amazing BFF is going to help me sort through it on Friday. Plus, I've got two interviews lined up for it and am looking for more people to contact. So if you know anything at all about eco-friendly weddings, give me a holler.

Speaking of weddings, I have a confession to make. I am just a tiny bit monumentally obsessed with weddings and getting engaged. I love to read about weddings. I love to write about weddings. I love to plan my own wedding, even though there is no ring on my finger. I even subscribed to Brides because I figured it would be cheaper than buying an issue off the newsstand every month. The only thing I don't like about weddings is that everyone seems to be having one except me.

Let me break it down for you: I am 23. I live in Mississippi. I am unmarried. By my state's standards, I am practically an old maid. Half of my graduating class is either married or engaged, and I constantly have to fend off the question, "When are you getting married?" Um, I will get married when my boyfriend of seven years whom I live with finally decides to propose. And then I will shout it from the rooftops for all to know.

Yes, you heard that right. Seven years. With absolutely no breaks. Not even a day; not even an hour. We officially started dating on April 22, 2003 and have been pretty much inseparable ever since. We moved in together to start senior college in the fall of '07, so basically the only thing we don't have is a piece of paper and a shared last name. And it's just a little bit annoying.

Especially when everybody and their brother started getting engaged. Granted, this started happening five years ago but recently it's gotten ridiculous. Just today I got on Facebook and saw that a girl I worked with at the school library is engaged. But nothing can top that week last month. First, our ex-roommate popped the question to his cow of a girlfriend (who we can't stand). They've been dating around two, two and a half years. Then, one of my boyfriend's friends got engaged. They've been together forever and are moving to Georgia, so I can't complain there. Then--and this is the cherry on freakin' top--my little sister got engaged. To a guy she's been dating for eight months. Don't get me wrong; I love my sister and I think her guy is great, but this was NOT supposed to happen to her before it happened to me.

Then, in one day, one of my high school friends had a baby, my brother got married, and my grandma found out she'd had a mini-stroke. I call this day Overwhelm Janna Day.

So I kind of...snapped. I have been hinting loudly nagging my boyfriend for an engagement ring for a while now. And with all that happening, it got really bad. But I'm not the only one. He hears it from my friends. He hears it from his friends. He hears it from his boss. That ought to tell him something.

He happened to mention that if he could just go a month without anyone saying anything to him about it, it might happen. So I told him that, while I couldn't promise to make everyone else shut up, I wouldn't say a word to him for a month about a ring. And so far I've done pretty good. I'm hoping it will make him see how badly I really, really want this.

On another note, my cousin's wife had a baby girl last Tuesday, the first girl in our family in around 13 years. She's pretty much the most precious thing I've ever seen. Hooray for babies!