We're Engaged!
Sep. 25th, 2006 08:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Jameson proposed. I said yes.
When I arrived at work this morning, I saw him pulling up in his car. He got out with a big bouquet of roses.
"Are those for me?" I asked.
"No," he said. "I like to eat them. These are a snack for later."
Then he kissed me and put them in my office, and disappeared while I started booting up my computer and turning the pages on my word-a-day calendar. He came back while the computer was doing its login thing, and stood behind me.
"Are you hovering around behind me for a reason?" I asked.
"Yes. Just a minute."
Then a firefox window popped up on my screen. It said:
Good morning.
Are you Robyn?
And underneath that were two links, one for "Yes, I am." and the other saying "No, I just want to start working."
I clicked to indicate that yes, I am Robyn.
It took me to another page. This one said:
Robyn Fleming, will you marry me?
And then I turned around and told Jameson yes.
(I'm flocking this entry, by the way, because my mom sometimes reads my lj, and I think I'd prefer to tell her in person than to have her find out over the internets.)
(ETA: Mom knows! So this post is unlocked, now)
When I arrived at work this morning, I saw him pulling up in his car. He got out with a big bouquet of roses.
"Are those for me?" I asked.
"No," he said. "I like to eat them. These are a snack for later."
Then he kissed me and put them in my office, and disappeared while I started booting up my computer and turning the pages on my word-a-day calendar. He came back while the computer was doing its login thing, and stood behind me.
"Are you hovering around behind me for a reason?" I asked.
"Yes. Just a minute."
Then a firefox window popped up on my screen. It said:
Good morning.
Are you Robyn?
And underneath that were two links, one for "Yes, I am." and the other saying "No, I just want to start working."
I clicked to indicate that yes, I am Robyn.
It took me to another page. This one said:
Robyn Fleming, will you marry me?
And then I turned around and told Jameson yes.
(I'm flocking this entry, by the way, because my mom sometimes reads my lj, and I think I'd prefer to tell her in person than to have her find out over the internets.)
(ETA: Mom knows! So this post is unlocked, now)