This is a picture of the ring that Seanie gave me when he asked me to marry him at the Fairmont Hotel in San Francisco this afternoon.
Let's all have a collective "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwww..."
He was so funny. He had the ring hidden in his closed fist, and to get my attention he started pounding it on the table.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
I was like, "Weirdo" but I saw the flash of metal between his fingers and figured out what was going on.
He had some sort of little speech, but he got flustered and I don't really remember what he said. But at some point he got the words "marry" and "me" out, so I said, "OK!"
Seanie was all "You can't say OK! You have to say 'yes'!" and I was like, "Oh...OK!!!"
So he added that he reserves the right to re-do his proposal speech at some point in the future.
The ring is too big, so I have to go get it resized at some point. It's an inexpensive ring - lab-created sapphires are pretty cheap these days - but Seanie says we can find a 'real' ring at some point. I don't care, really. I bet I break and/or lose this one within a few months.
So yeah. Officially engaged. Very cool. (I'll write more about it later, but I'm tired now.)