I asked him!

For about a year now I have preempted every holiday, vacation, or anything that could possibly be taken as celebratory with this statement for Jeff-
"Do not ask me to marry you. I'm not ready yet."

Understandably fed-up, Jeff eventually told me, "ya know what? You have to ask me. Since you're the one who isn't ready, you ask me when you're ready."

So on Saturday night, I did.

and he said yes.

he also said he was joking about me asking him, but I asked him. I'm never one to do things by the books, anyway.

He had a really really old crappy lap top so I bought him a new one and wrote on the wall paper - "Jeff, will you marry me?"