I feel so very silly. I don't have a ring, he hasn't actually asked me. We've only been together a little over two years. I'm not the girly type who normally cares about things like Valentines day and wedding plans. Aside from the fact that I'm helping (another!) friend plan her wedding, I have no reason to be here. And yet I'm not even engaged, and I'm thinking about the perfect dress and the perfect flowers and the perfect reception...
It's his fault. We went to the wedding of one of his dearest friends recently, and after the reception (a little tipsy) he reinterated an earlier drunken expectation that someday we'd be having the most amazing wedding. This time, however, he got detailed. He knows who we'll have play the music at the reception, he wants to have it the second weekend of November, he warned me it would have to be huge - 200 people - and went into some detail about the requirements for awesomeness. I did a lot of melting inside - of course - and at some point since I've found myself thinking about my wedding. Never, ever (even when planning my first wedding) have I dreamed about weddings.
Suppose that means I'm with the right guy this time around

I've helped a few friends plan weddings, because I run a restaurant and I'm also a huge planner. It's always been kind of academic - yes, that dress is pretty. yes, that cake tastes amazing. Now I'm helping her and thinking about what I'd want, I'm supposed to be looking for things for her and I'm clicking on things that I'd want. It's kind of annoying - I'm usually more rational - and yet at the same time it's fun and it makes me smile to think about planning that first real celebration of the start of our future.
Anyways, just wanted to introduce myself as 'that girl' - I'll probably be posting here until my best friend's wedding is all set up for this October. It's probably just a front for me wanting to think about my wedding