Where in the World is Meagan?: March 2008

So I was just looking at Ryan's blog. He never ever posts unless I banish him to his computer chair under threat of forever withholding my awesome cooking, "forgetting" to shave my legs for the next three months and never ever again giving late night back scratches.

So after some extensive persuasion... he posted last week!

And I reflected with fondness over this entry.

Until I noticed that he has posted a picture from our engagement in his Flickr account.

Some backround, people. A few years ago a girl I knew from work was talking about how she loves to go to the beach because apparently the sand and the salt and the sun really agree with her and her hair gets all wavy and silky and sexy and her skin gets all warm and tan and glowy and - no lie! - she looks exactly like a mermaid! She really does!

Part of me had this bright little smile plastered on my face because who says that? If I ever go on and on about how "When I wake up in the morning? And my hair is all tousled? And I have morning breath? And pillow wrinkles on my face?... Well, I look just like an angel! A sexy one!! Cross my heart!".... please... feel free to laugh - hysterically - in my face.

But part of me was jealous. Because when I go to the beach?

I am not bringing the mermaid, y'all. I love the ocean, and I love the sun and I love the sand but it is an unrequited bitter relationship because boy do they not love me back. Picture curly, crazy hair, sunburned (yet pasty!) skin and... sometimes, if I've spent a lot of time jumping waves... bloodshot eyes. Hot!

So when Ryan proposed while frolicking amongst the dolphins it was magical and perfect and I can't imagine anyone having a better engagement story.

But let me be clear. I was not rocking the pretty or even remotely the cute. I mean, I don't think anyone would look at the pictures and go "Aieeeeeee!" and fling their laptop across the room or anything... but I'm not exactly going to be nominated for America's Next Top Model, either.

With all of this being taken into consideration, I had no intention of displaying most of the pictures for anyone who knows me to see, like EVER...

Then I read the comments that two complete strangers left for this one:

One person said "goooooooooood moment :)" Another said "Muy emocionante! un momento original que jamas olvidaran seguramente..." (According to AltaVista Babel Fish Translation Service, this one means "Very exciting! a little while original that jamas forgot surely... ") Somehow I think that translation might be just a little bit off... but still. You get the gist.

So I really looked at the picture and saw that it is, in fact, beautiful because of all of that joy and emotion on my face. And I started getting choked up all over again.

Then I got all happy and warm and fuzzy and started looking through all the pictures. And then I got super excited and inspired and thought... well, shouldn't everyone get to share in my viewing pleasure?

Well, shouldn't you?