And I thought the car was sparkly

But the engagement ring that Winemonkey gave me on Valentine’s Day trumps the new car.

In a moment of what I thought was spontaneity at its best, Winemonkey suggested we head to one of our favorite restaurants, Rocker Oysterfeller’s. We had a late dinner and hung out with the crew after the restaurant closed. Someone popped in the Waylon Jennings 8-track that my grandma had when I was a kid. Champagne was presented to us and I had something in the bottom of my glass. It was a ring! And as soon as I realized what it was, Winemonkey was down on one knee, asking me to marry him!

In a very classic Michelle way, my hands went to my face and covered my mouth. I shook my head yes and then there was lots of kissing and happiness. He told me that he had called my dad on Thursday to ask for my hand in marriage. I cried. Winemonkey cried. It was awesome.

And then we ate a dozen cupcakes and ribs and french fries with our friends until almost 2 am.