Anxiety over!

Now that I got over my initial fear of blogging I am ready to dive in head first!!! Yippee!
I guess I will start at the beginning to make more sense- so yes I am getting married, the poodle(yes that is what I called my betrothed) is making an honest women out of me. We got engaged @ 2am on June 7th, 2008 - it was amazing. But I have to confess something that happened right before Poodle popped the question... It pains me to admit this but oh well.
We were in Vegas (arrived early Thursday morn) and Poodle's parents were driving up that night with his sister and brother in law so we were planning on having a late dinner with the bunch. Well at around 10pm I was so restless and just wanted to go to bed- I was in my PJ's and snuggled up in bed as Poodle began to get ready. He gently tried to push me into getting ready but I wasn't having it... its Vegas and we are going to dinner with the fam at 11pm at night! So I rolled (literally) out of bed and made it downstairs to dinner- after a rather large meal and some gambling (his mom loves the slots) we made our way up to our room. Well down the long long corridor my tummy really hurt and I gave Poodle the face :* I usually give when I have to use the LADIES ROOM :( and he just said seriously stop talking, stop talking, stop talking - in the nicest tone. Then I open the door to our hotel room which is covered with rose petals and candles and stopped talking. Here I am talking bathroom talk and he is PROPOSING : )
Surprisingly he still wanted to marry me.... he is a keeper!