So this actualy happened on sunday when we got in. So after a LONG day of traveling, we got to our hotel settled in a bit then went to dinner. It was a nice first taste of italian cooking. We then went for a stroll to the Spanish steps where Mario got me some roses from one of the guys pushing roses. It was such a nice night. The piazza was filled with all sorts of groups of people. I was starting to fade as one who has just spent 15 hours traveling might and suggested that we head back to the hotel but Mario suggested we stay a bit longer. As we were sitting there he said to me, so we have been together for a while now and hyou know I love you and that you are my best friend.

At this point i was thinking it go one of two ways and when he turned to reach into his pocket and pulled out a little box… i didn’t know what to say i was so happy. HE ASKED ME TO MARRY HIM! AND OF COURSE I SAID YES! It is a beautiful ring, simple, elegant, classy.

It turns out that he had been carrying the ring with him all day on the plane and everything. I had been thinking that i would ask him this week but he beat me to it in beautiful way. It keeps catching my eye and I am again reminded that I am going to have a HUSBAND

I am now engaged. I will post post some pictures soon I promise. I know that this is right, and I am so happy (not that I was unhappy before) but now I get to plan a wedding. (lets see just how much animal print I can incorporate into a tasteful traditional/ modern wedding ;)