On 16 March, after she got home from work and while she was sharing her chocolates with me, I asked her to marry me.
She’s horrible about dates for things — she’d probably forget our wedding date if I let her — so she may not realize that today is, for me, a fantastic anniversary. One of the greatest days of my life, a turning point of monumental proportions. Had I gone forth with the Army and these adventures without her, well, it’d probably have sucked a whole lot more and definitely not been as fun or funny.
Let’s have some chocolate and a beer tonight, woman.