If there was a post Mr. Journey would not like, I think this one is it. Why? Because I will tell you, dear readers, the story of our engagement. It's not the stuff movies are made of but for me, the most important part is the person I'm marrying and I wouldn't have anyone but him.
I said before we moved through our relationship pretty quickly. I thought we would date for a month or so, then officially become boyfriend-girlfriend. Probably date for a couple of years, then move in together, and then he'd pop the question - all in all, maybe a 3-4 relationship? Wellllll, it went more like, officially became bf-gf after about a month, we said "I love you" around the three month mark, then he 'accidentally' asked me to marry him around late April 2011 (4 months in). We were in bed one morning and he looked down at me and asked, "You want to get married?"
...er, I swear it was a lot sweeter and romantic than how I described it. Anyway, we decided to keep it to ourselves until we put a ring on it.
Hear the rest after the jump!