Friday, September 05, 2008

Mysterious Ways

One year and five days ago, Tony and I attempted to meet at a neighborhood bar for drinks, an occasion now officially known as The Worst First Date Ever to Have a Second Date (TM).

Two months and 17 days ago--on my birthday--he asked me to marry him. I cried. And then I said yes.
He is one of the best gifts God has ever given me.


Lauren said...

I am beyond happy for you (which of course, I've already told you before). Love the ring!!!

Megan said...

Thanks, Punkin! (Dude. I had no idea you were still reading this.)

Meghan said...

Congrats Megan! Thanks for stopping by my blog! I can't wait to read yours!