Him: Introduction

So why a blog? Well to answer that I guess I have to tell you why everything this is about...

You see, I am a forgetful man. I blogged in the past to keep a record of past experiences, share stories and save myself the trouble of trying to remember what stories I told who in order to not repeat myself. I blog now because I have been engaged for a whole month now and have noticed that not only is this a new adventure I would like to remember and keep a record of, but it also holds massive potential for fun stories, opportunities to poke fun at myself and share our experiences to all of you lovely people.

It all started one Saturday morning in bed. This is where I proposed to my fiance. Yes I did propose to Her one Saturday morning while waking up in bed. Yes while a proposal in bed is not the most epic proposal ever; when it comes as a result of a conversation that was me stating that I could not imagine not wanting to marry Her and wanting to be with Her until a time I cannot begin to imagine; it was plenty romantic.

Being a man that has been the officiant of 4 weddings, part of 3 wedding parties and attended countless others there are some patterns one tends to notice. The first one that came to mind was that if you are proposing to someone to delay the talk of marriage you are in for a rude slap in the nuts. Proposing is the green light to open the flood gates to the superfluous-metaphoric dam of all the wedding dreams your now fiance has collected over the X number of years of her life. I had accepted this fact already and therefore was alright with the decision to get out of bed and go pick out her ring. Yea I haven't bought the ring at this point, sue me. I was willing to go right then and there to get it though, that makes me even right?

The ring story I'll leave up to Her since it's more of Her cup of tea than mine.

One more thing that I will add though is this. In the age we live in not only is there a library of books for every activity or fascination we have but there is also entire worlds of online forums and communities for you to log into to gather up an entire army of "yes men" and "yes woman" who will both completely agree with everything you say and have your back no matter what crazy side you make pick. As much as I love my computer I choose the path of private reading and got a book on marriage. Jeez a book, this ordeal is already changing me.

FELLAS. Heed my words. Should you find yourself in a similar position as me here are some words of advice. DO NOT pick up a wedding book written for men BY A WOMAN. Unless of course you want to be yelled at by your fiance AND your literature about how you should not complain so much because all YOU have to do is care and that's nothing because that can't even compare to finding a stylist and then having to find the right style, get test hair and make-up then find the dress, and then make sure the dress, hair and make-up all match and THIS IS SOMETHING YOU SHOULD ALREADY CARE ABOUT ANYWAYS! Seriously, if you don't mind feeling lost and completely unjustified in your actions by all means... I instead, picked up this book which is filled with diagrams and short, easy to read FUNNY sections. You don't have to listen to me but the fact that I even know about test runs for hair and make up means I've been there and I'm just trying to help YOU out brah.