It’s official…

…Joe and I are engaged!

He proposed last Friday, February the 29th. (My mom commented on my leap day post about the appropriateness of the entry seeing that Joe and I decided to take the big leap later on that evening! haha) Joe had mentioned earlier in the month of February that he had thought about proposing on the 29th. When I got excited and said, “That would be awesome! What a cool, unique day!!” he replied with, “Oh, I guess I can’t now that you know. Oh well….”

So, I said I’d forget. (Like I’d forget! Pshhh.) And the month went on. Earlier in the week before the 29th, he asked if I wanted to go out that Friday, just the two of us for dinner. Sounds good. I love dates! Then a few days after that, he told me that he was going to drive and pick me up. Then tension mounts as my suspisions rise.

On the day of the 29th, I was so excited all day. I mean, I really didn’t know if it was going to happen so I didn’t want to get myself too happy, but I remember looking at my left ring finger thinking, “What if today is the last day …..” So I go home and get changed from my work clothes and wait. And wait. He’s really late. He had a study session for quals with his adviser that went really long. He finally calls and tells me he’s coming over and he’s dressed up. “How often do we go on dates? I just wanted to look nice.”, he says. Bump up that suspicion notch one more.

So we go out for dinner and it was really nice. The food was pretty good. We talked about some interesting stuff, and I think, just enjoyed spending some time together. Thinking back on it, I remember laughing…so thats a good thing.

Walking up to my front door, I could see in the cracks of my blinds and I saw a flame. “Why is my apartment on fire??”, I said. So, I grab my keys and go to the door. The blinds by the front door were also closed (and they are never closed because I leave them open for Koda) so I knew someone had been there. I open the front door and there were rose petals on the floor and little candles all over the dinning room table and through the living room.

(Now, the next part may be slightly out of order because I was a little overwhelmed. ) As I’m looking around, Joe gets down on one knee and asks me to marry him. The he grabs Koda, holds up up, and says, “Koda has a present for you.” (My little kitty was so good because he came right over when we walked in!) The ring was on his collar. I told Joe, “Of course, I’ll marry you!” He put the ring on my finger, we kissed….then I cried and jumped up and down a little bit….

….and that’s how it all happened.