Because most philosophies that frown on reproduction don't survive.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Best. Thing. Ever.

You guys.



MY SISTER IS GETTING MARRIED.

Ohio peoples, I'll see you next year.

That is all.

15 comments:

TS said...

Congrats and best wishes to your sister! I assume she's getting married in the Steubenville area?

mrsdarwin said...

No, my family lives in Cincinnati. On the West Side, to be specific. :)

TS said...

Ha! That's where my brother lives. Specifically the Cleves/Bridgetown area. As a friend says, "small world, but wouldn't want to paint it".

Jennifer F. said...

Congratulations!!

Barb said...

I can't wait to see her tonight and get a look at that ring!
It is exciting news...

Annafromcincy said...

Here's to the future nieces and nephews you've been wanting Mrs. Darwin...

CMinor said...

Congrats!

Barb said...

Her ring looks a lot like that picture, actually...hehe...
She did look happy tonight! The cute couple danced alone for all of us to watch.
I've already promised her a bridal shower too.
It will be wonderful to have all of you visit when the big day comes.
God bless....

All Saints Academy said...

She was positively radiant at the band's concert. Was happy to see her and her beloved.

Mother Hen

LogEyed Roman said...

Congratulations! Outstanding! Hope the lucky guy is as appreciative of his good fortune as Darwin is.

LogEyed Roman

mrsdarwin said...

Barb,

Heh, heh -- I knew her ring looked like that because she and I were drooling online over the Tiffany solitaire, which picture I then passed on to the fiance when he asked me what sort of ring she'd like.

Kiwi Nomad 2008 said...

Lol the internet isn't just changing the world...it's changing the way people choose engagement rings!

Barb said...

I love it..

Maria J. said...

That's great! Please tell her congratulations from me, Wayne and the kids. Hurrah for shiny rocks, and that is a particularly nice specimen.

mrsdarwin said...

I have to specify that the photo is not The Ring, but Google stock. Still, it's purty, ain't it?