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Real love stories aren’t formed in a week.

As much as I consider myself a hopeless romantic, I am also terribly practical.  Given that, I have a hard time understanding the idea of ‘love at first sight’ or relationships that develop instantaneously.

In case I haven’t mentioned it before, Future Husband and I talked for months before becoming a couple, were together two and a half years before getting engaged, and will have been together for over five and a half years when we get married.


(Our story is a bit more similar to this, but more on that on another day.)

I think what I find difficult about these quick relationships is that people change.  The relationship I was in at two years was very different at six months and four years.  By being with someone longer, you take the time to understand and realize what you love about your partner and how much you love them; obviously if someone becomes abusive or an addict you would leave the relationship, but what if their personality changed?  He or she became less out-going?  Changed political views?  Religious views?  Especially being in my early twenties, people change so much every time I see them, and you may not recognize someone after just a few years.

While nearly every Disney film has a couple meeting and falling in love within the first half hour (of knowing each other and the film itself)*, my heart does go out to a few films that show relationships that aren’t formed in less than a week;  rather than being built on immediate romance, these relationships tend to be built on solid friendships.

Gone With the Wind (1939)

Favorite Lines:
(from book) “Sometimes she thought that all the people she had ever known were strangers except Rhett.”

Rhett Butler: With enough courage, you can do without a reputation.

Rhett Butler: …Never mind about loving me, you’re a woman sending a soldier to his death with a beautiful memory. Scarlett! Kiss me! Kiss me… once…

Rhett Butler: No, I don’t think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That’s what’s wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.

Rhett Butler: Did you ever think of marrying just for fun?
Scarlett: Marriage, fun? Fiddle-dee-dee. Fun for men you mean.

Rhett Butler: I can’t go all my life waiting to catch you between husbands.

When Harry Met Sally (1989)

Favorite Lines:
Harry Burns: There are two kinds of women: high maintenance and low maintenance.
Sally Albright: Which one am I?
Harry Burns: You’re the worst kind; you’re high maintenance but you think you’re low maintenance.
Sally Albright: I don’t see that.
Harry Burns: You don’t see that? Waiter, I’ll begin with a house salad, but I don’t want the regular dressing. I’ll have the balsamic vinegar and oil, but on the side. And then the salmon with the mustard sauce, but I want the mustard sauce on the side. “On the side” is a very big thing for you.
Sally Albright: Well, I just want it the way I want it.
Harry Burns: I know; high maintenance.

Harry Burns: The fact that you’re not answering leads me to believe you’re either (a) not at home, (b) home but don’t want to talk to me, or (c) home, desperately want to talk to me, but trapped under something heavy. If it’s either (a) or (c), please call me back.


Harry Burns: …And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it’s not because I’m lonely, and it’s not because it’s New Year’s Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

Someone Like You (2001)

Favorite Lines:
Jane: Man, She really did a number on you didn’t she? Well, don’t shit on my broken heart just because you converted to some warped brand of romantic atheism!

Jane: What are you thinking?
Eddie: I’m thinking the same thing you are, Jane. You and Ray are gonna’ live happily ever after with matching volvos and chocolate labs. See you monday.
Jane: Did you have *any* friends growing up?


*I do love me some Little Mermaid, and Sleeping Beauty, but I have yet to see it play out in real life.

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I am a college grad.

I graduated college this month!  Come September, I will physically have a diploma for my Bachelor’s Degree in English.  With all the hustle and bustle of the day itself I will remember that:

-It was hot as all hell before we put on our black gowns for the outdoor ceremony.  Anywhere I would usually apply make-up quickly became sweat.

-The student speeches were much more interesting and inspiring that the speaker’s.

-I had a great time sitting with friends and near my roommate’s awesome family.

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I am still waiting on one last final grade for my John Milton class, but other than that I’m sure it won’t feel truly finished until I have my diploma (September) and my yearbook (October).

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Random fact #2: Sisters.

Growing up, I was very introverted, and at times I wished I was an only child.  It was just that there wasn’t always someone around, there were always FIVE someones around.  That’s right, MsSnowflake has five sisters.

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(Note that this picture is very rare now that we are all growing up, getting jobs, married, etc.  I requested their presence and a picture of all of us when I came home for my birthday after being away at college).

When I mentioned this family fact to someone at my English major orientation at college, she responded with, “Oh, like Little Women?”

I shrugged and said, “No, more like Pride and Prejudice.”  From there, I started trying to think of each character that would be most appropriate for each sister (with myself as Elizabeth, of course), but only one or two really worked.

But life with my sisters has been exciting, to say the least.  In addition to sharing formal dresses, there have also been moments of crazy competition.


And we are forever in each other’s business.

But, despite all that, I love them, and now that they are rarely all around at the same time, I like ‘em much more than I did as a kid.

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Do you believe in magic?

Every proposal story is different, or at least I would hope so.  For as much of a hopeless romantic as I am, I also despise the cookie cutter-ness that romance has become.  Come Valentine’s Day every year, I can’t help but roll my eyes at every girl who gets your standard roses and chocolate then acts like her significant other is the most thoughtful person in the world.  (For the record, I’m not a huge fan of Valentine’s Day in general and only request the little Necco hearts with sayings on them every year, pretty much because that’s when they are available.)

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So when FH (future husband) started talking to me about marriage and proposals and rings, I had to give a punch of reality before he tried to copy anything from a movie.  As far as rings went, he found a company that allowed you to design your own, sent me the link, and I designed our ring myself.  Is that strange?  I imagine I would have been content with whatever he picked out, but for something so personal I was very happy that he let me choose.

As far as proposals, aaaaaaahhhhh.  I cringe a little at even the thought of them now.  Believe me, I am someone who doesn’t mind attention (actress in high school, myspace, facebook, this blog) but the idea of a public proposal still gives me hives.  So that was the first thing I said: no big public proposals.  Don’t write something in the sky, don’t do it in a restaurant, don’t do it in front of my family, and don’t do it on Christmas.  As uncomfortable as any of those situations would be, it is also the practical side of me that pushes for a private proposal because, well…there’s always a chance a girl could say no.  Think about that guys (and ladies–as shiny or big as it is, you don’t have to say yes).  And the only thing I can imagine that is more painful that a rejected marriage proposal?  Having an audience for that rejection.  Do try to avoid that.So after discussing it and showing him the ring I wanted, there was waiting.  There were months of waiting.  I knew that he knew what I wanted and what ring size I was.  Heck, I even knew at one point that he had already bought the setting to the ring (but not the center stone).  So I waited.  And waited.  And that little punk still managed to surprise me.

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Early June 2006.  We were in Disneyland with his family.  It’s hot, it’s crowded, and he knows that heat absolutely kills me.  So we take breaks from walking around, and we are drinking water almost as much as we are taking breaths.  Then, for probably the first time in our (then two and a half year) relationship, he claims he’s tired and feels a little sick.  He wants to sit down–and the nearest sitting area?  Right in front of the castle.  And I still had no idea.So we sit down.  I offer him a Cliff Bar, he’s turns it down but chugs some water.  Then he mentions that he got something for me, and it’s in his backpack.  Honestly, at that moment I thought it might be the ring.  I unzipped the backpack, and looked around for a ring box–but there was no ring box. Boo.  There was, however, a small white cardboard box that was sized perfectly for something miniature.  Since he knew I was a huge fan of miniature things, I figured he just saw something that he knew I would love and bought it for me.  I take the box out of the bag, open up the top part and look inside.  It was a bit dark in the box, even though it was nearly noon on that day, so I took the item out to get a better look.

What was in the box was a little crystal Mickey on a little circular mirror.  Now, I try to be very gracious with gifts, thanking whoever a few times while not admitting whether or not I hate it,  because I see nearly all gifts as thoughtful.  But as far as this one went, I felt the urge to tell him to take it back.  It was cute, of course, but Mickey was never my things as far as a Disney character I was particularly fond of.  Then I noticed there was something going on with Mickey; he had something wrapped around him.  It took me a few seconds to realize what it was, and I believe my first words were, “OOoooohhhhhhh.”

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From there he took the ring, put it on my finger, and started talking.  What he said, and what I can remember him saying, was personal and sweet and I said yes.  Now, over three years later, we will be getting married in October.  But that’s where the road to the wedding started, with his sweet proposal.
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Cheeseboard Pizza

Oh, Cheeseboard Pizza. If you are ever in Berkeley, you have to try it.
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Since I have always been a “Pepperoni and nothing else, please” girl as far as pizza is concerned,
I definitely hesitated with this all vegetarian pizza.
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They only serve one type of pizza a day, but it is almost always delicious. Here’s what they had the day I went.

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Since the seats inside fill up pretty fast, and the live music is pretty loud, a lot of people choose to eat outside.

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And many people actually sit out on the median and eat, right next to the sign that says not to be on the median.

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I didn’t get any good close-ups of the pizza I ordered…because I ate it pretty quickly. Yeah, I was hungry, but here are some pictures I found on flickr to give you an idea of what to expect.

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Enjoy the food porn.

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