The happy couple...

Well, it's been a very interesting few weeks. We did make it home from Arizona (in case anyone was wondering), and I only had to sit at the gate for three hours thanks to a crabby old lady who insisted that we leave the hotel by 7:00 am for a 20-minute drive to the airport to catch a 10:20 flight. I count myself lucky that she didn't think we should leave by 6:00.

The good news isn't that I got home, though. After I got back, I got a surprise question from my boyfriend, Brian. He asked me to marry him, and I accepted. I have a beautiful sapphire ring that matches the necklace he got me for my birthday, and I've been bouncing off the walls with excitement for the last three weeks. I'm so happy that I don't even know what to say. I can't believe how lucky I am to have met him - he's smart, funny, attractive, fun to tease and laugh with, a champion Scrabble player (I can only hope to beat him once in a while), and I just love him so much it's not even funny. I think the best way to sum it all up is in Ben Folds' song "The Luckiest"

I don't get many things right the first time;

in fact, I am told that a lot.

Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls

brought me here.

And where was I before the day

that I first saw your lovely face

now I see it every day.

And I know

That I am

I am

I am

the luckiest.

And I know for sure that I am. I couldn't imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else.

Brian & Jen