I miss phone service...oh, and I have news
In other news, if you haven't already heard....I'm engaged!!! Patrick proposed while we were on vacation! We went to St. Bonaventure last weekend for a wedding (Nick Cuviello....in case any A-towners remember him). At the reception, they had an open bar with top shelf liquor, which I consumed waaaay to much of. I do know that I had a good time. In any event, I woke up the next morning really really really hungover. Patrick and I had made plans to climb to the heart, which is an area off campus, but from it you can see the campus. It's a really beautiful and peaceful spot, and he had never been there. But I was too hungover to go. I felt really bad about that. So around 11:45 (check out was at noon) I finally managed to get out of bed and move around enough to pack up my stuff and get out. We stopped at Timmy Ho's before heading to my Nana's in Orchard Park. As we were driving back by the campus to get on the highway, Pat turned onto campus. I asked him what he was doing, and he said we had one more stop to make. I was a tad confused, because: A) I was hungover like a mo-fo; B) the bookstore was closed, so we weren't stopping there; and C) we didn't know of anyone staying on campus. I asked a few questions to this effect and when he didn't answer them, I sort of figured out what was going on. (I had a gut feeling he was going to propose at Bonas, but when we didn't go to the heart ...and when his friend told me the night before he wasn't going to do it at the heart...I wasn't sure when he was going to do it) We pulled up in front of Francis Hall, where I used to live, and also the scene of our first real kiss. I got out of the car and we walked to the steps. He told me how much he loves me, and how he can't imagine his life without me. I was already crying and shaking by this point, and he got a little choked up too (he almost cried, but he likes me to point out that he did not, in fact, cry). Then he got down on one knee, showed me the ring and asked me to marry him. I squeaked out a yes, and then he reached for the wrong hand to put the ring on. Hehe. He found the correct hand eventually, and the ring is just beautiful! It's my mom's setting, with my great-grandmother's diamonds as accents on the sides. He bought a new middle stone, and it's just gorgeous. And no, we haven't set a date yet, which apparently is the next question everyone asks. I had been engaged for literally 2 hours and people want to know when we're getting married. I'm like, um, I don't know...I'm still trying to get used to the idea that I'm engaged!!
So anyhoo, that's all for now.





