I know this is way too old, but I had been meaning to do it so I'm going to do it. I got engaged earlier this year around the summer time, but officially in August that's when the ring was put on my finger. I should tell that story but it's such a long and agonizing story to tell. Maybe I will paraphrase it...
So I had been dating this guy named Branson Brinton from SLC for a while, in fact our first date was almost 2 years ago. He took me to Disneyland and I thought he was a nice guy, but I just wasn't sure if he had what I wanted. It wasn't till almost near the end of our date at Disneyland when we were in line at Space Mountain talking that I thought he had potential, he was more exciting and interesting than he appeared to be. It was a good date. We continued to go out for the next year and a half maybe a little more when we decided this would be more fun if it was forever so he asked me to marry him a few times and then in July or August of this year I finally said yes and a ring was put on my finger. We had some lovely engagement photos taken of us.
