It all started with a night out on the town, after a few drinks and a night of gambling (where I won and Brett lost), we headed back to our hotel (The Westin) and retired for the night.
Just as i'm about to fall asleep this little voice pipes up "ummm before I go to sleep I want to ask you something". I think I answered something along the lines of "umm yeah" and the response to me is "Ummm will you marry me?"
Of course I nearly fell out of bed and had to ask if he was serious because it wasn't even something previously discussed.
He was totally and utterly serious as it turned out but he did ask me to pick my own ring out because he had no idea what I liked.
So, a few weeks later, after many a browsing in jewellery store trips Brett arrived home to ask me to marry him again while I was slaving over a hot stove cooking lasagne.
We went out and started telling the family almost straight away, it's not every day you get engaged!
Saturday, February 16, 2008
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