We had talked about getting married one day but we both agreed
that we should wait to get engaged until maybe the summer of 2009.
Apparently, he didn't want to wait.  :o)

Christmas Eve 2008, he took a small present out of my stocking.  (I should state
here that I have a hell of a time waiting for anything, much less gifts.  I was DYING
to open my gift early and luckily, he allowed me to with little fuss.)

I was dressed in sweats, my hair was a mess, and to be honest, I probably
needed a shower.  Even looking like that, he sat down beside me on the couch
and gave me the gift.  When I saw what was inside the box, my hand flew up to
my mouth and I gasped.  Tears automatically began to form.  It was the most beautiful
ring I had ever seen and I was stunned.  It was me.  That ring IS me.