I’m gonna stop obsessing on wanting to be married and follow my dream. From here on end, I’m gonna be a more interesting mature independent woman. Maybe then he’ll propose. -Fran, The Nanny

With both Match and I are taking classes that the JC, our schedules have become incredibly busy. We’re down to eating dinner together during the week only three out of the 5 days, sometimes not even that. There’s a night where he’s home and I’m not, and vice versa. We’re also both working full time jobs so by the time we are done with class it’s about a 13-14 hour day. Whew! (more…)

Bellhop: [To Mr. Sheffield] Can I have your last name, sir?

Fran: Good luck. I’ve been waiting five years for it. -The Nanny

So sometimes when we’re having a fun or silly moment at home, or on our walks, or even in the car, Match will get this look on his face, then say my full name and say, “Will you…” and then just start bust out laughing. Mean right?! But also kind of funny. So Sunday night we were enjoying our nightly ritual where we walk Monkey through the neighborhood after the sun goes down and it’s finally cool, and Match turns to me and does the “Will you” thing to me. This time he actually goes so far as kneeling! I punched him lightly on the arm and said, “That’s kind of cruel!” He grinned, but then got serious and said, “You know the reason I do that, is because in those moments I can picture proposing, and I know that you’re the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with.” I kissed him and told him that was pretty romantic. He grinned and then said playfully, “Well yeah, it’s not going to happen right now, but just know that it’s on my mind.” So I guess those little will yous are Match’s way of warming up. Or maybe he’s just trying to throw me off. I swear, when he does actually propose, I’ll probably just laugh and assume he’s joking!

Maggie: So, Sylvia, what did you and Morty do on your first anniversary?

Sylvia: We went to Puerto Rico.

Maggie: What about you, Yetta?

Yetta: We fled Poland.                                       -The Nanny

I was perusing my blog roll during the last part of the workday, checking to see what my fellow bloggers have been up to. I saw that Miss Brittany, the SuperGoddess just celebrated her blogoversary. I congratulated her and said, “I can’t wait til my own blogoversary.” I started to wonder when it was, thinking it must be at least 6 months away. So you can imagine my surprise when I looked through my archives and discovered it was yesterday! (more…)

Mr. Sheffield: Niles, I cannot believe Ms. Fine is going on a cruise just because some psychic told her she had a date with destiny. Would you pay someone if they only tell you what you want to hear?

Niles: Absolutely, sir. You are so clever. And witty. And handsome. -The Nanny

Lately things have been really hard for Match financially. Between working full time for his mom, interning for free at the firehouse, and going to school part time, he has had zero time to work on studying for his real estate license, which would give him a significant raise at work. He can’t take a second job, because there aren’t 36 hours in the day. He barely has enough time to come home and eat dinner and sleep, much less do anything else. So the last thing I want him to worry about is money.

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