Thursday, September 27, 2012

Engagement Photos: Part 2


Do you recall yesterday how I mentioned the engagement photo shoot was 

Well, not only was it a wonderful hour that the four of us spent together... 
but it was forever memorable also due to
 the one photo outtake in which I had a wardrobe malfunction.
Caught on camera.
Not pictured, obviously.
Highly embarrassing.
Yet such a "me" moment.

A "me" moment would also be the perfect caption underneath the last photo.
Daniel: stable, supportive, likes to take a step back and observe.
Me: all over the place.
A perfect balance for us both

*Find Part 1 here!* 

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Engagement Photos: Part 1

Dress: Francesca's

This weekend, we stole an hour to snap a few engagement photos in downtown Eagle.
Though we could have hired a photographer, it just wasn't going to happen.
We are planning this whole wedding by ourselves,
and an engagement shoot just didn't fit the budget.

Daniel's parents were kind enough to help us out and take a couple photos.
Sure, they're not professional photographers.
But we were comfortable around them.
They made us laugh.
They took their time.
And they captured some beautiful photos.
It was a moment the four of us will never forget.

*Find Part 2 here!*

Thursday, September 13, 2012

We're Gonna Celebrate


I'm the kind of person who likes to sing and dance around the living room.
Yes, even when others are home.

With that foreword, I forgot to share this little story from our engagement.

See, just a couple days before Daniel and I left for McCall,
 I was prancing around the living room while singing,
"Celebrate! Celebrate! We're gonna celebrate!!!"
A typical day in the Rowe household.

Daniel's Dad, Big Dan, comes out of the office, a look of horror on his face.
He said, "What did you say?"
I sang it again.
"Celebrate! Celebrate! We're gonna celebrate!!!"

He said, "No! No! No! Those aren't the words!"
He immediately pulled out his record and played me the song.
It goes,
"Celebrate, celebrate, dance to the music."

I. didn't. care.
I kept leaping across the living room singing my same old tune,
"CELEBRATE! CELEBRATE! WE'RE GONNA CELEBRATE!!!"

I was the butt of his family's jokes for a week.
 It was hilarious.

The day Daniel and I came home from McCall,
we found a huge poster hung in the door frame
with words that couldn't have been more true.
"Aunie & Dano: Celebrate! Celebrate! We're gonna celebrate!!!"


Now that's what I'm talkin' about.
Thanks Mama & Papa Rowe.

Friday, September 7, 2012

Our Engagement Story

engaged sapphire ring

The day was August 25, 2012.
The location was McCall, Idaho.
The rest is history.

We woke up early to enjoy one of our first Saturdays off in a long time.
We had driven up to McCall, Idaho the evening before.
It was the weekend before my 26th birthday
and we were determined to take some time to ourselves
before the super-busy week we were about to experience for my sister's wedding.

We cruised over to The Pancake House, one of McCall's favorite breakfast eateries.
Daniel ordered a single plate-sized pancake and some eggs, 
and I ordered one scrambled egg and one cinnamon roll—
that was the biggest cinnamon roll I had ever seen.

After we were thoroughly stuffed, we ventured down to the North Shore of the Payette Lake.
It was time for some kayaking up the Payette River.
We set off in a tandem kayak, scouting as hard as we could to spot a moose or bear.
The water was as calm as glass, and it was early enough that we were the only people on the river.
We laughed, we paddled, and we took in the sights.

Two hours later, we moseyed back over to the lake shore.
On the way, we ran across a doe and her two fawns, and they were the sweetest little trio.
As we strolled down through Legacy Park,
we did a bit of people watching—our favorite thing.  
We watched the rough-and-tough's finishing their triathalon, the sailboats breaking way through the water, and the townspeople bargaining in the market.

Daniel stopped me when we were right in the middle of the park.
We were standing at a little info station that described the history of the old mills in McCall.
He pointed to the sailboats and wrapped his right arm around me.
I was trying to hurry us along to get my coveted Diet Coke at a lakeside restaurant.
He whispered, "Shhhh. Just look at how beautiful it is out here."
It stopped me in my tracks and I took in the moment with him, looking out over the lake.
Before I knew what was happening, his free arm came out in front of me, 
his hand holding a little red box with a beautiful sapphire ring inside.

Without thinking, I immediately buried my head into his chest. 
"Could this be happening? Is this real?" I thought to myself.
The tears welled up in my eyes.
I pulled back to look at him, and he asked me,
"Aunie, will you marry me?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" I said and grabbed him with all of my might.

We hugged and hugged until I looked at him and said,
"Are you going to put that on me, or what?!"
He took the ring out of the box, wiggled it over my knuckle, and stepped back to take a look.
A perfect fit.
I didn't give him another moment to see it.
I hugged him and hugged him and hugged him.
He whispered into my ear the sweetest thing I've ever heard.
He said, "Can I take care of you?"

A passerby stopped and took a couple photos for us.
I don't think anyone saw him propose.
It was our little moment together.
Just the two of us.

After the initial shock wore off, we began to walk.
I needed to sit.
As soon as we found a bench, I began to cry.
I was just so excited.

We wandered over to the lakeside restaurant,
and ordered a Diet Coke for me, and a Coke for him, and a cheese crisp to share.
We called each of our family members to tell the good news.
The only ones who had known were his parents.
Everyone was excited.

We spent the rest of the day wandering around the lake,
walking through an art show, lounging under a shady tree,
and enjoying our time together.

That evening, we went to a Parrot Head live music event at the Mile High Marina.
My dad announced our engagement over the mic,
the musician dedicated "A Whiter Shade of Pale" to us as we took the floor for a romantic dance
(which really is a song about seasickness, not a love song),
and then we danced the night away to some classic hits.

It was one of the best days of my entire life.

I'm so excited for what this new life with Daniel by my side will bring.
I know that marriage is filled with trials and tribulations,
but our marriage will also be filled with so much love.
As a couple with a marriage that will be centered around God,
we will have no stronger bond together than Him.

This is only the beginning.
There is no end in sight.

For all the fun photos from that day, click here and here.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

A Whiter Shade of Pale.


The evening that Daniel and I got engaged, 
we went to the Mile High Marina in McCall for some live music.
It was "Jimmy Buffet Night," and the musician went by "Wyatt Hurts."
Do I need to say much more?

After telling my dad about our engagement,
he took over the microphone for a minute and announced our big news to everyone.
"Wyatt" called Daniel and I to the dance floor and played a beautiful love song for us.
Or, at least we thought it was a love song.
After we finished our dance (in which my dad and I both cried),
he told us the real meaning of the song.
The song's name was "A Whiter Shade of Pale,"
and while it's a famous and romantic-sounding song,
it's actually a song about seasickness. 

What a way to kick off an engagement.

We danced the night away to live music and lots of DJ'd dances
like the Macarena, the Cupid Shuffle, and the Cha Cha Slide.
And yes, we were dressed like crazy Jimmy Buffet parrot heads the entire time.

Monday, August 27, 2012

3 Words.


I SAID YES!

To read our engament story, click here!

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