The Jig is Up

Let me break it down for you.

Yesterday was a normal Sunday. Brandon and I went to watch Remember Me (excellent movie by the way), did a little shopping, then went home. I suggested we make some dinner, and he told me he had it under control. So while I sat downstairs, Brandon made us dinner. Then while setting the plates and getting everything together I sat down. And before I knew it Brandon brought out a white box from his pocket. I was totally blindsided. I thought for sure he would do something more cheesy and I'd sniff him out. I was so shocked I believe the words "Brandon, don't do this to me!" may or may have not slipped out of my mouth. He said his words (that frankly I'm not sure I remember them all, none the less it was beautiful) and asked me to marry him.

"Uh, yes! I will marry you!"

After which I broke out into tears, and put the ring on my finger. I never had a chance to try his dinner, I couldn't eat after that. The rest of the night was spent seeing close family and friends, and trying to not freak out the entire time.

I am engaged

I am engaged

I am engaged

Hopefully I will get use to it after some practice.

[Stay tuned - ring pictures to come shortly]

P.S. For all of you that feel unsatisfied over my story. Head over Brandon's blog and read his post about it. He has always had a better way with words than I.