The One Where I Get Engaged.

There's been some radio silence over here, sorry.  Let's just say that there is some HUGE things coming this way... and the first of which is this:

I'm ENGAGED!

Engaged and so freaking happy.  Mr. A proposed last night because he got the ring and couldn't wait a single day to ask me; which is the cutest thing I've ever heard.  It was perfect.  At home, in our comfy clothes, unwinding from the day and talking.  He had asked me how he's supposed to propose, and I told him that I didn't want anything crazy.  My favorite movie proposal of all time is from Bride Wars (I know, awful movie).  Anne Hathaway's boyfriend asks her on a regular night; as they're sitting on the couch eating take-out and drinking beer.  Simple and perfect. I did not need a proposal a la Michael Scott.

He was fiddling with a drawer that he doesn't use, so I started getting suspicious.  He pulled out the box and happened to be down on one knee.  He told me that he loves me and wants to spend the rest of his life with me.  It was absolutely perfect. I said something like "Yes, yes, yes, yes."  And then he kissed me.  And then I told him to stop kissing me so I could LOOK AT MY RING!  Then he kissed me some more.  You know, typical engaged stuff.

In the middle of the night he whispered "Hi Fiance" to me.  I like how that sounds.