OK, I’ve been holding out on you for over a week now. Ice Wolf and a few others knew the day it happened, but I haven’t been able to figure out how to start the thread here. For the past three years and a half years, I’ve been dating a gentleman who’s smart, witty, kind an honorable. About ten days ago, he demonstrated his questionable taste in women by proposing. I’m now wearing my grandmother’s engagement ring as I type.
Yes, I’m happy. I’m also nervous. You see, this wedding will involve two countries, as well as two people! I may need advice on how to get through this and stay sane!
You folks have seen me through some lonely times, and I thank you for that. I also raise a glass to all the gentlemen here I’ve flirted with, especially No Clue Boy who gave me the guts to do this. Champagne, chocolate, hugs, and other good stuff all around!