Aww man. Imagine seeing your name decorated with rose petals, walk along the pathway of rose petals to find the man at that exact spot you met him (in a park), he reads you a poem, with a rose in his hand, and kneels down to propose.

Awwwww! And all in that beautiful winter Michigan setting, some snow left on the ground, fir trees and all.

All of the sudden, my previous entry seems very very boring.

I'm so happy for you Kelly!

Somebody come sweep me off my feet!