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Whirlwind of a week, and I'm completely relieved tomorrow is Friday.

Hey, so, I've got some news.

Tuesday after work, I came home to Justin cooking dinner. Candles, expensive bottle of wine, playing music by the band we saw the day we met, wearing the shirt he bought at that show.
After we ate, as I was oh-so-classily studying the back of the wine bottle and babbling about visiting wineries in Oregon, he plunked a ring box down on the table and, "So do you wanna marry me?" And I said, "Yes, I do want to marry you."

AND SO, I AM OFFICIALLY ENGAGED TO A LUMBERJACK.

I'm super super happy and excited. I mean, come on.

JUSTIN. MY LUMBERJACK.

It's so good.

I've already been asked 80 bajillion times about The Wedding, to which I've responded 80 bajillion times that we're having a tiny civil ceremony next summer, or something equally non-dramatic. Judge's office, anyone? Eh?

Eh?

We've also heard everything from "Why the long engagement?" to "Are you going to stop living together now?" to "Oh, I thought you were calling to say you were pregnant!" to "Yessss!"

It's been a crazy week for other reasons--including presentations, workshops, job worries, confiding friends who may or may not be going through general upheaval, worrying about the debilitating morning sickness of another friend, headaches, family tension, etc--but I keep looking down at my hand and am pulled back to a contented, peaceful and incredibly happy knowledge that I am going to spend my life with a good, good man.

Whom I love, trust, and respect.

BAM!

Lurve,

black sheep