Whoo! Two months since my last entry! I'm getting better! *ahem*

So as some of you may know, on April 1st, *self-replica proposed to me (that's our anniversary, no joke). How did he do it? Well....

I went up to visit him on our anniversary, and he wanted to take me to one of our favorite restaurants up there, an Irish place called O'Faolin's (great place, highly recommend). So we get all dressed up to go, and Steven says to bring the gifts. Gifts? In a restaurant? That's always been a weird concept to me, but I know he's used to it. So, I humored him and brought our gifts for one another. Yet.... Here we are, dressed up all nice 'n' pretty, and I'm carrying a Transformers Bumblebee wrapped box (from me to him), and his is nice with gold metallic paper. D'oh.

We ate our dinner and some dessert, and he gets that grin on his face when I know he's excited about something but doesn't want to be obvious about it (sorry dear, it's obvious - but cute). He opened his gift first, which was a few PSP games and a card. Then I had to open mine.

Now you have to understand that this box was a little bigger than an Xbox 360 box, and heavier than it looked. Part of me was tempted to make a bowling ball joke, but didn't dare tempt fate. I pull off the paper and find a Christmas box complete with gingerbread men, Christmas trees, candy canes....the works. Bright 'n' colorful. I laughed, just because that's par for the course with us. I pulled off the lid, and laughed harder.

Oh look, another box just like it.

And another....

And another....

I think by about box six or seven, the gingerbread men were being smug. Those smiles were mocking me.... It was only made more embarrassing because the boxes were such a tight fit, so getting their lids off was a task in itself. Finally, after ten boxes or so, the Christmas mockery ended! Inside was a powder blue, silk pouch.

And inside that pouch was a ring box. Of course, by this point, I'm realizing what's going on and thinking, "Oh, he isn't...." I open the box, and it's empty.



I know, I had the same look. I looked up at him to ask about it, and that's when he got down on one knee and asked. He says I muttered "Yeah..." between tears. I just remember looking at the ring, then at him, trying to make myself realize what just happened.

The End

Ta-da! So yeah, now we're engaged after dating for four years. He laughed, saying 4/1 applied so well. "We've been together for four years, and we have one more year to go." Let's hope so. I think it'd be fun to keep our anniversary.

In other news, Editor's Day is coming up and we'll be heading back down to good ol' Savannah for that weekend. I haven't done much drawing to merit a new portfolio (shame on me), but I'll put in what I can and keep my fingers crossed. Not going to get my hopes up, but any sort of feedback is still a step in the right direction for me.

After we get back, it's more wedding planning and working on various things. Things will come together in due time, but we can't help but feel anxious. Things haven't quite gone as planned, but hey, when do they? More to come in a follow-up journal. For now, I think this thing is long enough!