What happens in Vegas...

Aloha ladies!

Ohh, I do apologize for the lack of posting this past week.. I must admit, I've been quite lazy. There is a very sheepish look on this face right now!!

I've decided to use this post to tell you the neato story of how I met my fiance- d'aww!!
It's a rather rare one, and most our friends think it's the cutest dang story ever, and of course, I do kinda agree.. but perhaps I'm biased, hmm? (Heehee!)..

Ahem, so it all began at a little event called...

Ahh yes, the famed VLV! It was my first year attending, as I had only heard about it that February. I decided immediately that I just haaad to go.
If you don't know much about this event, all you have to do is google search (or visit vivalasvegas.net), and you'll get the idea pretty quickly!

So, I found a willing and able friend, and off we went! We arrived on the Wednesday night, giving us time to settle into our room at Excalibur, (down the street from the event which takes place at The Orleans hotel and casino) and get some rest before picking up our weekender wristbands the next day.

Thursday rolls around, with wristbands on we purchased our first plastic boot and began enjoying Las Vegas :)

Oh gosh.. I look kinda tipsy in this one. Please enjoy at my expense!

So me being the non-gambling type of gal (which means I have no idea how to play a darn thing except coin slots), I stood on the arm of my dear friend as she played at a blackjack table.
Having not been there too long, a fine mannered gentleman approached me and offered to buy me a drink!
Well heavens, of course I said yes! But I'd prefer to think it's because I was playing my hand in fate, and not because I was nearly done my boot..

This gent introduced himself, and then the several friends he was with.
And one of them was named JP.

Well gals, let me tell YOU- you know that sense of immediate attraction you get, even before they prove themselves to speak with proper grammar? Yes, yes I know you understand all too well, now don't you all?
As I sit here and try to think of words to explain the feeling he gave me when we met, I literally let out a giant, cheesy sigh! Let's call it romantic. Hmm yes, much better.
We connected instantly. So much so that within the small amount of time we all stood around chatting, we exchanged numbers and agreed to meet again later that day.

Before we parted, my girlfriend managed to get this first shot of JP and I together ever.
I manage to class it up with my 2 foot tall TGIFriday's cocktail glass:

This photo makes me giggle! I think mostly because I look frisky, wouldn't you say?

Anyhow, flash forward a couple of months. By July, I had made my first trip down to see him, he had come up to Canada, and we were happily in a long distance relationship.

Ooh- timeout!! For those who haven't read my post about JP and I from earlier, I live in Toronto, Canada, and he in New Jersey, USA. Okay.. commence the romance!

In mid July, JP had come up to visit me, and we had made plans to spend a couple of days downtown Toronto. We had a spiffy room at a nice hotel, and took a wander where a photographer approached us as we came out of a shop, and took our photo:

Now, this photo is importance, as it's the last photo taken of us before he proposed to me!
See?! "D'awww!"
He pulled out the most beautiful ring I have ever seen, and asked me to be his wife.
I was surprised, shocked, overwhelmed, speechless. And now, the happiest I've ever been.

Do I hear a "but that's so soon, you love fools!"?? Yep, fast, you betcha. But ya can't slow down love, no way Jose!

So, since July 17th, 2010, we've been in a long distance engagement. We talk, text, and skype constantly, and have visited each other many times. And I fall more and more in love with him each and every day.
I won't get into all of the visa application details- it sure is a headache, lemme tell ya! It's looking to be about October that I may be able to relocate and become a 'permanent resident'.
But I'd wait 10 years if it meant I'd get to be with my baby in the end.

Ahh... the glorious feeling of being engaged to the man of your dreams never fades!
Siiiiighhh!

Well my friends, that's our story in a teeny tiny nutshell! Did I keep the sap minimal? Ahh, what the heck, it's my gosh darned love story, I hope it made your teeth hurt!

I urge you, if you've never blogged about how you came to be with your one and only, spill your mushy guts, I'd love to hear your love stories!

Well, I must be on my merry way, JP is about to call me!

I'll fill you ladies in on the wedding plans soon!

Have a lovely weekend!
Lucky xo

P.S. I haven't seen him in 9 weeks, and he arrives on Tuesday, I can't wait!!