we're engaged!

i should be sick and tired of telling this story by now but i'm actually enjoying giving these speeches. i like the all eyes on me aspect of it most. it's obnoxious...

for as long as i can remember, i've looked at the clock at 9:11 (morning or night). taylor's birthday is september 11th. fate? duh. at least that's what i've always told him. in the weee hours of the morning on june 13th, taylor told me we had been together for 9 months and 11 days. mushy :) then he shined a light into my sleepy eyes. i was irritated until i opened them and saw the most sparkley thing ever tucked into a little black box with a tiny light shining down on it.

i squealed "CAN I PUT IT ON?!" before he even had time to ask me to marry him. embarassing.

he claims it wasn't "romantic" and then i promptly remind him that i was super naked (with the exception of my newly aquired rock) when he asked me to be his wife. doesn't get much more romantic than that my friends.

i suppose you stalkers want to see the ring? wish granted.