During a wine tasting yesterday my boyfriend proposed.
I said yes after asking him over and over again if it was a joke.
I don't come around here too often anymore but I figured it was worth mentioning. Also, if you dig through my threads from a few years back, you'll find a particularly distraught GG (from 5 years ago) torn to pieces from a breakup that I felt really guilty about at the time. That thread documented the best thing that's ever happened to me (well, second best) because I never would have met the man of my dreams 1.5 years later. Who is a million times better for me, but I just didn't think I deserved someone like him and dated losers. Thanks to everyone for your encouraging words...I've never forgotten.
I think V day is the most cheesy manufactured thing, but I hope that I could brighten y'alls week a little bit. No cheesy dinners or teddy bears for me, though, don't worry. I haven't gone completely mental. :-)