We're Engaged

I intended to start this blog during the "waiting months." Those are the months and months when I waited and wondered if he would ever ask me to marry him. Sure, I asked him several times, but each time his response was, "Stooooop! You can't ask me that!" So, I waited. Last week, the waiting finally, finally, finally ended. He proposed to me in a style very much his own - nothing cheesy, but just romantic enough to make an impression. I adore him.

So the story goes...

He flew to Maine from Florida for my belated-birthday weekend. The morning after he arrived we went for a walk around the woods "loop" behind my parents's house. The walk was nice, we held hands a little bit, teased each other a little bit and remarked at the surprising number of lady slippers. Near the end of the loop, just before the pond, he put his arm around me, turned me towards him, got down on one knee and started, "all right ...." The rest is all a blur. But, I did manage to eeek out a "yes" in my surprise and excitement.