Oh my God
I may just have taken one of the biggest steps in my life. Now Amber has been hinting about asking me to marry her for a whie, or at least she's been bad about hiding it from me. Anyway, last night at her RA formal she takes me down next to the little waterfall in the hotel. Now we're in a nice little Day's Inn in State College and there's a cute little pseudo-tropical area between the restaurant and the pool.

. . . Man, I wish there was a real hotel like this in Blacksburg . . .

Anyway, she takes me down right to the little waterfall and she gets really serious and starts to talk about how much she loves me. And I know it's coming and I'm trying to help her over the words and encourage her and all. But she opens a box that has two rings in it and explains to me that they're Claddagh rings, like promise rings. That was really sweet of her. It's a really beautiful ring that fits me perfectly, and it's all celticky and lovey. And we stood together for a minute and since she went halfway there anyway, I just finished the trip and I asked her to marry me. I'm gonna be like "Holy shit" for a solid week. This just blows my mind and all. I'm engaged. That can't be right, that's something grown-ups do. But yeah, engaged. Gonna be married. Hot damn.

This just blows my mind.

Of course this lets us get all kinds of secret desires and fantasies off our chests. I've been batting away images of us getting married in my head for months now, thoughts of weddings, kids. 0.0 Oh My God! Holy Shit!

My mind may be blown, but my heart has never felt so much love. I love her so much.