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This is the "wedsite" of Jenniphyr (nachzes) and Camden (metroid_freak_1). We're tying the knot sometime in August or September of 2012 or 2013. This is where we'll keep information on our planning process for now -- and later, our registry, rsvp poll, and details of how things went!

And now, for the story so far...


ABOUT US

Jenniphyr's the girl who was NEVER going to get married, NEVER going to have kids, and would not even THINK to get involved in a relationship until she had finished university (she was planning to be a psychiatrist) and garnered herself a successful little career. That is, until she met the love of her life: Camden. This fall Jenniphyr will be going into her second year of a bachelor's degree (4-year) nursing program, and Camden will be starting his second year of the 5-year computing science program (with a minor in business).

Jenniphyr is the bubbly, childish 19-year-old (who looks like a 16-year-old) who loves to colour in Precious Moments and Disney colouring books, as well as sketch and paint; she enjoys her old picture books (Dr. Seuss for the win!) and Twilight just as much as To Kill a Mockingbird; and she appreciates the magic of Disney's Beauty and the Beast and mindless chick-flicks and stupid comedies (Scary Movie, anyone?) alongside Brokeback Mountain, Memoirs of a Geisha, and Crash. She loves to write both prose and poetry (although her poetry is ALL free-verse; she cannot rhyme worth a damn), and she writes both original- and fan-fiction. She loves cooking dinner food -- as long as it's pasta or some other one-pot-wonder (sloppy joes!), because she sucks at keeping track of when to start the vegetables when oh my God, my roast is charring! -- and baking, especially cupcakes (yum!). She's an athiest/humanist, but loves to dabble in traditions from other cultures, and she thinks that faith looks beautiful on a person -- as long as they're not espousing hatred against others. Then she takes issue. She uses parenthesis waaaay too much when writing bios, and she loves the humble but ever-so-useful dash; why yes, she IS a grammar nerd, why do you ask? (Mm, semi-colon...tasty.)

Camden is the serious but silly, geeky 18-year-old (who looks like a 21-year-old) who spends all his free time and money either on his fiance (so spoiled!) or video games. He loves his computer, and will always choose PC over Mac. He loves the classics like Charles Dickens and Shakespeare (blah), but Jenniphyr also got him to read and like Twilight, so hah! He thinks Jenn's silly-crazy, but he's crazy-silly in love with her, so it all works. He's already called the laundry and the dishes, and plans on being a stay-at-home, work-at-home dad/programmer. He's a strongly religious Judeo-Christian who supports gay marriage and detests many aspects of tradition ("obey", psha!). He knows nothing about proper grammar in English, but has impeccable German, and he's written Jenn several songs, poems, AND a novel (she wrote him one song, several in-depth letters, and a short story).

We're a study in opposites, but it's our similarities which keep us together: our mutual love.

Jenniphyr calls Camden a goober; he calls her love-face. He is her Edward Cullen and she is his Bella (we don't care what people say about Edward being unattainable and Twilight being stupid, nyaa). We are very, very excited to be "officially" engaged at long last, and are happily planning our wedding. Which will be happening sometime in August or September 2012...or maybe 2013, because we're both planning on living with our parents until we finish university and can afford to buy a house/condo of our very own.


HOW WE MET

We met the first day of grade eleven. In Biology class. Ha, ha. (No, really, this cracks us up. Every. Time. But for some reason other people don't find it funny...'tis tragical. Sigh.)

Apparently, Cam liked Jenniphyr right away, and was just gathering the courage to ask her out when she inadvertently crushed his hopes and dreams by mentioning that she was "saving herself for after university". So he, like the selfless man that he is, did not ask her out. We got to be really good friends, and come December, she was crushing like mad on the boy who, when he came up behind her in the hall, would ruffle her hair and exclaim "hola!". A battle of wills and shyness ensued, during which she debated over and over again with her friends about whether or not she should tell him, because oh!, he was oblivious!Cam, and did not seem to notice that she LIKED him liked him. "Alas, woe is me!" she would think to herself "There's no way he'll ever ask me out!". Whilst, "Angst!" thought he; "I can never ask her out!". (Like only teenagers can!)

But! She finally did tell him. During lunch one day at school. She was very romantic about it. Observe:

J: Hello. Your new nickname is "oblivious!Cam". Do you want to know why?

C: ...Yes?

J: Because you are oblivious! You see, there is this girl named Jennifer, and she has a crush on this boy named Camden, but Camden does not notice, so he does not ask her out. Woe.

C: ...

J: So do I need to stock up on lost-love songs, or are you going to take me out on a date this Friday?

C: Today is Friday.

J: Exactly.

Ta-da!

In any case, he did take her out to a movie, and it was the start of a Good Thing. A week and a half later, on Valentine's Day, she gave him a candy heart that said "one kiss" on it, and we shared our first kiss. Jenniphyr is oh-so subtle. Win!


THE PROPOSAL

Since before we were "officially" engaged, we've been using the initials CJN as secret code for our plans (they're Cam's initials, so when Jenniphyr doodled, it seemed innocent enough to others; but "J" is not only his middle initial, but also her first initial, so for us it stood for "Camden & Jennifer N."). Now, we say "officially engaged" because he actually first "proposed" way back in high school, on Jenn's 17th birthday -- we'd only been dating for three months, but we knew that it was meant to be. Cam gave Jenn his favourite ring to wear on a simple necklace he bought for her birthday, and she wore it 24/7 until the day he proposed for real and for true. (Jenn says: It felt really, REALLY weird not wearing it for the first while!) He was shaking and nervous and couldn't undo the clasp on the necklace he was so keyed up! It was a complete surprise, and although she was taken aback at first (three months! 17! gah!) Jenn sealed the deal with a kiss and the knowledge that, when the time was right, the ring around her neck would be replaced by one on her finger.

Jenniphyr did make one stipulation for the actual proposal: she wanted to wait until we were both eighteen...and so for the longest time she knew that Cam was going to propose on his eighteenth birthday (this period we like to call the Waiting Game).

Enter shot-down proposal #1: About a month before he came of age, Jenniphyr confessed that she would appreciate some more time, A) so that Camden could work some issues out with her family, and B) so that the proposal would be a surprise. Cam agreed -- for which Jenniphyr is incredibly grateful; this is one of the things that she thinks of when she thinks about how much she loves him -- and so began the Guessing Game.

Unfortunately, she is a very good guesser. And so, enter shot-down proposal #2: Christmas, 2008. In Jenn's family, they alternate years between staying in the city and spending holidays with her dad's parents, or driving down south and visiting with her mom's (Thanksgiving & New Years are spent at one locale, and Christmas & Easter are spent at the other); this particular year, they were spending Christmas and Easter with her mom's family, and so she asked if she could bring Camden up to meet her aunt and uncle and cousins who had yet to meet him (we'd been dating for almost two years at this point). It was met with much hemming and hawing, but the eventual answer was no, and so at the last minute Cam had to alter his plans (apparently he'd been planning on proposing to be on Christmas Day with everyone there). So he gave Jenniphyr a card with a "secret pocket" in it and told her not to open the pocket until Christmas morning. However, she quickly figured out what was in the card, and wrote a sort-of open letter on her blog wheedling about how it was good, because yay! Christmas! but it was bad, because he wouldn't be there. Ultimately, he once again took the graceful way out (Jenn says: So. Amazing. I honestly don't know what I did to deserve such an awesome life partner.) and gave her some illegally downloaded songs and chocolate for Christmas instead.

The Guessing Game continued, and Jenn quickly guessed the next three most-likely dates (having figured out his affinity for holidays): the day we started dating (February 2nd), the day of our first kiss (aka Valentine's Day), or the two-year anniversary of our "unofficial" engagement (aka her birthday, April 25th). However! A wrench was thrown into the works! He decided, ultimately, not to propose until he had succeeded in re-acquiring a job after having quit his part-time job the summer after grade twelve. And so February 2nd came and went without event -- jointly, we decided that because of his lack of a job (and refusal to let a girl pay for things), we would celebrate both our two-year anniversary and Valentine's Day on the 14th, and we would use the gift certificate that Jenn's parents got him for Christmas. Enter V-Day, and with it, the "official" (though decidedly offbeat) proposal. It turns out that he had gotten a job a week earlier, but had kept it hush-hush, so as not to confirm Jenn's suspicions that he would pop the question on Valentine's Day. We had a very nice dinner, and throughout most of it Jenniphyr was completely unaware of all of this (the fact that he had a job and was going to propose; she knew that dinner was nice) -- until she asked to borrow his jacket, on account of being clad in a slinky strapless, above-the-knee dress and stilettos (without pantyhose) in the middle of winter in Canada. The first thing she noticed when he lent her the jacket was that he paused (Jenn says: something that my chivalrous Camden would surely never do!) and that the pockets were lopsided and lumpy. Just as we were finishing up dinner, Jenniphyr patted the pockets to investigate the source of the lumps -- and discovered his wallet, and a suspiciously-shaped box. She just gave him a Look and giggled, and poor Cam was one part sad/frustrated that his surprise proposal had been killed (again), and two parts glad because he apparently had no idea how and where to propose.

We ended up wandering around for a while longer and finally ended up outside Jenn's door. "Goodnight," we said, and kissed. Insert awkward pause. "Well, aren't you going to propose?" she asked. "No," he teased, "you gave it away again, so now you have to wait until it's a surprise, like you want!). And then Jenn punched him. (Lightly!)

Camden got down on one knee (in the cold snow!) and said those words...and Jenniphyr, legs numb re: mini-dress in winter, could think of nothing better to do than giggle and say the one word required of her: "Yes".


And the story continues...

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