OK!

Frinnefreid has asked me to marry him recently and I've said yes.

I was in complete shock.

I think I said, "Shut Up" kind of like, "Get Outta Town, man" (Romantic, yeah?)

Then I cried. I don't mean a tear of joy slipped down my cheek; I mean I cried and snorted and gaffawed for several minutes. Frinnefreid never minds when I snort. I also do it when I laugh.

Poor Frinnefreid. He surely anticipated a variety of responses; SHUT UP was probably not one of them.

But he hung in there anyway AND he gave me the most beautiful ring ever. It fit - he didn't even know my ring size and I have freakishly small fingers. (That's fate, btw).

Then I was floored, in addition to being shocked. Consequently, after I replied, "OK"

(romantic, yeah?),

I was quiet for awhile.

Kind of like Christmas morning when you're 6.

Frinnefreid was nonplussed by all of this. Really very cool. Then he took me to a fantastic dinner - we had the whole place to ourselves and the waiter sent us home with a bottle of wine. Very romantic....

I felt much better after dinner but I was so excited, I couldn't sleep.