so we've been looking at engagement rings. i surprise myself with the magnitude of girliness that i possess when faced with the prospect of marriage and weddings and the sheer delightful fact of being in love. what happened to the pragmatic realist i was in my youth? when did i become so female? when did i start giggling when discussing princess and pear shaped diamonds? when did i start discussing princess and pear shaped diamonds at ALL?

allergies are a sweet little gift from satan. thanks, satan.