Yesterday was the last in a 6-day work stretch. After work, church with Mom. When I got home, I had planned to cook dinner but was too exhausted, so Mike and I ordered pizza.
After dinner (with wine of course), we were relaxing on the couch when Mike came in with both arms behind his back. This means I am to pick one because he's got lottery tickets in each hand. I picked an arm, and, instead of a lottery ticket.....
He got down on one knee and asked me to marry him!!!! Of course, I said yes!!!!!
He picked it out himself....he has such good taste!
2 days ago