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It's been almost a week and I still have the excited butterfly feeling in my stomach.

Sunday night we had planned to celebrate our anniversary (which was actually the weekend before last, but we wanted to celebrate it while on vacation on the Gulf Coast) by having dinner at this fantastic restaurant called The Fish House (which was actually so damaged by Ivan that it just reopened last Friday night) and then Matt wanted to take me out to the beach at night. We've been talking about marriage for almost a year now and have been living together for a year, but I was still caught completely off-guard.

Ok, the mushy details:

We were walking along the beach and it was getting pretty dark out - the usual lights from the hotels are not as bright because there is still so much damage from the hurricane. Anyway, we were playing the cute, sickeningly sweet couple game of "I love you more" "No, I love you more" and Matt says "I love you more because I bought you this" and pulls out the box and opens it. It was really too dark to see what was exactly inside of it, and though my first instinct was 'That's an engagement ring!', I didn't want to scream yes and it be a pair of earrings. So I asked "What is it?" And he got down and said, "Will you marry me?" I don't even think I said yes for at least a minute - I was in so much shock I kept saying "Oh My Gosh" over and over again and kissing him. He claims he knew what I meant.

Anyway, my ring is absolutely gorgeous, everything I've always wanted, but the most important part is that I'm now engaged not only to the love of my life but also to my best friend. I'm excited beyond belief.

The wedding won't be for another year and a half, because I'd like to wait to graduate first, but we are both now really happy to be engaged.

They say that you'll never forget the night you got engaged for obvious reasons. Well, now Matt has a funny story to tell: he says that my reaction to him proposing was to puke! Not exactly accurate, as I only started getting sick a few hours after he proposed, but still funny. I think I caught a little virus because I was still a bit sick the day after. But really, I wouldn't change anything about Sunday night for the world.

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Elizabeth

all those years it wasn't IBS - it was celiac!
send me an email: liz@dopple.net

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