Anyway, on December 27th Patrick and his sister Cassandra decided they were going to go to Panera Bread to get some work done (both college professors) and I and Fay were going to stay at the house to work on the quilt. WELL, the sneaky devil decided that while they were out he'd take Cassandra with him as he went to get me an engagement ring (squee!!).
So picture this with me. I'm set up sewing at Fay's machine. I'm wearing sweat pants and a t shirt and my hair is a mess, and Patrick comes in sooner then I expected and asks me to marry him without any preamble. Now Patrick and I had been together for sometime now so I thought he was speaking in a more general way. I don't look up from sewing and said 'sure' (sure?).
Patrick, somewhat with his thunder lost and somewhat amused by me. Told me to look over and down. ....
I did and (!!!)
...he had a beautiful ring out and he was ACTUALLY asking me and not being rhetorical!

Thus I did stop sewing :) Said yes of course. Admonished him for not asking me in more of a romantic manner. And 4 years later a couple of days before our 'engagement-versity' I am more in love with him than ever before.
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PLUS I have this wonderful flannel quilt (which i did finish) that I think of our engagement every time I look at it. IF there is a fire in the house, you can be sure I'll be grabbing that one as I flee.
Guess which photo is with the macbook and not the fancy camera?
ReplyDeleteProbably the warmest, and most easily constructed quilt we have too, along with the good memories.