Thank you, I’m 41 today.<\/p>\n

I got two really big surprises this weekend. A brand spankin’ new PSP with two games (one lame – imagine me playing “basesballs”. Eh. Came with the machine…)! I was blown away that Sharkboy would remember that I wanted one after all the cutout ads I’ve left around the toilet and annoying puppy dog sobbing whenever we would see one out in public. I’m ready to 802.b!<\/p>\n

And I also got a date.<\/p>\n

At city hall. <\/p>\n

The day before we go on our cruise.<\/p>\n

Which has now turned into a honeymoon.<\/p>\n

Sharkboy has popped the question I was 100% sure he would never utter. I have always said I was “borne without a commitment gene” and will publically eat my words by getting legally hitched in a small ceremony downtown (non-religious) the night before our December cruise. That means the 6 other guys coming with us will have to put up with our inane coo-cooing and googley eyes. <\/p>\n

You want the sickly sweet details, you say? We were sitting around the fire at our campsite on an exceptionally quiet and dark Sunday night and I mentioned making vague family birthday dinner plans. To which I got a curt “No. I’ve asked no one to your dinner.” I stewed on this in confused silence for a moment. Before I could start questioning why no suitable birthday party had been planned, Sharkboy started into a rambling story about emails to my parents asking for my hand in marriage<\/em> and he was going to ask me to marry him at dinner only if both parents said it was ok, but it was too late to check his emails on Friday so he was unsure as to their response hence why no friends were called for dinner. <\/p>\n

Hand? In marriage! Wha? You? Wha? I was sputtering like Speed Buggy after a nitrous fill up.<\/p>\n

“So how about it? Marry me?”<\/p>\n

Yeah I got blubbery. Held it together though and said yes. <\/p>\n

Da is glad to be rid of me. Mom isn’t sure if she’s suppose to dress for the mother of the bride or groom (I would assume that the askee is the ‘bride’?). <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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