And have been since New Year’s Eve. Eric didn’t wait until the end of dinner to propose. With a ring made of foil and with a raisin instead of a diamond, he asked me if I would marry him. After about 150,000 “really?” and “for real?” I said yes and spent the rest of the night jumping up and down around the apartment. Suddenly I wasn’t so sour that Eric had insisted on not joining our friends for the evening.
The date is August 14th. We are so, so happy! (And ready to start planning!! Any advice on feeding 120 guests?)