So, I'm engaged...

Just thought I'd throw that out there.

I realized this morning I hadn't written anything about it, so I decided to. However, Woman has written the whole story out, so I will steal from her:

Actually, no, I'll write it myself.

So Wednesday I took the Woman out to the dock at the lake we first hung out at this summer. She made a joke about how she had decided on that day to never see me again, then we stopped and park. She was amazed by geese (she contemplated chasing them) as I looked at something that was "broken" in my trunk (or so I told her).

I hobbled around the car (I threw my back out Tuesday) with a giant bouquet of white daisies and one red rose (I had these hidden in the trunk). She saw them, grabbed them, smelled them, then started clamoring about how beautiful they were and how sweet I was. Then I fell down to one knee (literally fell, see the first sentence in this paragraph), produced a ring, and said, "Will you marry me?"

And...

She threw the flowers down and started crying/laughing/screaming/hugging me.

After a 20 minute tear/laugh/shriek debacle, she said, "Yes, yes I will marry you."

I was very happy. And still am.

I am quite glad for all the encouragement and congratulations we have received. Thank you to those who know who they are.

That's it, other than school winding down and sleep getting scarce. Later y'all.