the future mr. and mrs. knifefight in BK

now it can be told: on july 2nd, 2006, outside a casino overlooking niagara falls, justin dropped to one knee and didn't shine my shoes but instead asked me to marry him (and presented me with a ring pop)(see picture at left). duh, i said yes (hello? have you SEEN justin? he's totally dreamy). anyway, the past month and a half, we were looking for the perfect non-sucrose-based engagement ring, so we could tell the family in some kind of traditional look-we-have-official-jewelry sort of fashion. i mean, i would've shown them the ring pop, except i was so excited that i ate it. anyway, now that we have the sparkly rock and the family got their chance to shriek over the phone, i have permission to tell the internets. what up, al gore? (and big ups to the awesome people at nice ice for making sure i have the sparkliest ring ever)

Comments

[jeremy]

congrats! that mega-cool! and sticky sweet in a way i can support!