So, two weeks ago, Andres officially asked me to marry him outside of the Starbuck's where we had our first date (kind of) in January. Without a moment's hesitation, I said yes, and shortly thereafter both of our families were sending out the news. We're setting the date for summer 2008, and the plan is to go to New Zealand for a year after we're married.

We got the ring last weekend, and unknown to me had made a cat tag that said "Will you marry me?" On Tuesday, he had a friend of ours come into our apartment and put the tag on Boxer while we were out. When we got home, he got down on one knee and showed Boxercat to me . . . again, I said "yes."

For those of you who don't know, we met almost two years ago in a travel agency. I was buying a pass for my study abroad trip to Germany, and he was looking at options for a trip to Europe. We later made the connection at a mutual friend's house, and we were just casual friends until almost a year ago. It just feels right to take this next step, and I want him to be the only one I love for the rest of my life. Andres is so good and loving to me, and I know we'll support and be there for each other. I couldn't be luckier :)

"Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life." - Leo Buscaglia