BIG NEWS!

So, I figured it was appropriate to write a quick post about the fact that Matt proposed to me this past Saturday.

I knew it was coming sometime...I had no idea it would be then, though!

We had gotten back from Raleigh, after a long day, and it was (for all intents and purposes) sleeting in Greensboro. It was also a) freezing cold, b) nearly midnight and c) did I mention it was cold? Well, it was.

Matt asked me if I wanted to go downtown (remember, people, it's quarter 'til twelve) and see the big 50-foot Christmas tree in Center City Park.

"Nah, it's too cold."
"C'mon. It'll be fun. I want to go see it."

"It'll be there for a few more weeks."
"I want to go tonight."

"We've already driven by it twice."
"Yeah, but I want to get out and go up to it."

"No thank you."

"Please?"

"Fine." (I'm exasberated. And by this point most people are wondering why I was so dense as to not have a clue...)

We get there and he parks the car. I tell him I'll wait in the car. (Man, I'm a terrible girlfriend!) He insists and finally coaxes me out into the wet, freezing mess. We make it to the tree, with me shivering and whining most of the way.

We walk around the tree, marveling at the beauty of this magnificent tree.

After we have circled the entire tree and discussed the possibility of climbing it, I look at him, about to ask if I can go. He takes a step away from me, looks at the ground, and gets down on one knee.

I can't breathe.

My heart is racing.

"Lindsay Caroline Widenhouse, will you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?"

I just continue to gasp for air. (Although I'd like to say that I responded eloquently in the affirmative).

Eventually, I say yes, and he slides the ring onto my finger.