engaged.

Kylie and I wrote notes for our future husbands one afternoon as we ate the Matilda cake. After debating on what exactly we wanted to say, we stuffed the letters inside a book and placed it back on the shelf. We promised each other that when we met "the one" we'd take them back to the book, order another piece of cake, and then if we really knew with all of our hearts that we were in love, we'd read them our letters.

Months later, we listened to Christmas music too early and made caramel popcorn with new friends, and I thought that this might be just another one of those nights.


Except it wasn't. 10 days after she met him, I predicted they'd fall in love.

And I was right.

So she took him to the bookshelf,
ordered the Matilda cake and tea -
and she read him the letter.



So he gave her a ring.




And I always thought I'd be a happy/sad, because this meant things would be new -

But I surprised myself, because it's all just happy.