I feel really odd telling the "how it happened" story when Shir is dealing with this, but I have a feeling she will be mad at me if I let that stop me, so...after reaching through the internets to give her a hug...here's the basic story of Friday into Saturday from my point of view.

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Drew and I have been talking about getting married for a long time, and one of the things I have always told him is that I would wait for him to ask, officially, to know we could share our plans for the future with our friends. We had a conversation along these lines at dinner Friday night; little did I know I would get my answer (or question?) so soon.

I was utterly exhausted Friday night and knew I would have to get up for graduation on Saturday, but I'd made plans to have a girls' night and didn't want to back out. When only a few of my girlfriends turned out to be free, we decided to make it a coed girls' night (what, that's a thing), so Drew and our friend Jeff were planning to join CJ, Cricket, Becca, and me. No one was free until late, though, so the "party" wasn't going to start until 10:30 or 11. We got home from dinner around 8:30, which is when Drew apparently made the infamous proposal.

But I'd thrown my back out, so I decided to take a bath, and then I was so tired that I thought I needed to take at least a short nap if there were any way I would make it through our gathering. Little did I know the furor these innocent choices would cause!

By the time our friends left, it was nearly 2 and I was BEAT. As you all know, I didn't even turn my laptop or my iPhone on throughout the night. After ironing my graduation robe, I went right to bed and was asleep in minutes. Poor Drew! I have to give him credit, though--he didn't even give me a hint that anything was going on.

My alarm went off around 7:30 the next morning, and I sleepily followed my morning ritual of reaching over to grab my phone and check my email before getting motivated to shower. I don't usually check the board in the morning because the phone is too small to read it easily, but I popped into the facebook ap and saw a curious update (omnis', of course): "[omnis] is eagerly awaiting the result of the vote in 'Lightbulbs.'" This was followed by comments from many of you, including, "HOLY SHIT IT'S KILLING ME" and, suspiciously, one from Drew: "Leave it to me to pick the night she hasn't touched her computer since 9 PM and is now getting ready to head to bed."

I had a pretty good guess at what had happened at that point, so I stumbled (yes, in shock) over to B'czy and read all of it...and then all of lightbulbs...to the point that I posted my answer, leaned over to the sleeping Drew, and told him he was the biggest dork in the history of time and I loved him very much and yes, would marry him. He sort of smiled and snorfled in his sleep, which I interpreted as joy at my response.

I then had to get up, shower, and GO TO GRADUATION, which was really not the easiest thing in the world given my state of mind. I kept checking all the wonderful updated on the board and in my email box throughout the day, and I felt very loved.

So...there you go! How it happened from my perspective. Thanks again for all the love, loves. I can't imagine a better proposal, a better community, or a better husband-to-be. Yay!

You really are all hands.

And brownies.

I have a feeling she will be mad at me if I let that stop me

That's true: I will have to pause from grieving to read that extremely cool story from your PoV. So, all good.

And brownies.

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As for the PixDesigns. Aw! And yes, I have bookmarked all the posts (proposal, acceptance, and PoV) Hopeless romantic.

Off to bed for me. I have to work tomorrow. Wheee!

The kitchen is almost clean enough to bake. Hmmmmm.

Nah, dear. It wasn't a request. But thanks. And good night.

And yeah, Kristin, I read it. It was a wonderful account-of-things. Thank you.

You know, if there is a God, they have some freaking sense of humor.

I went to photocopy some papers, to burn time until my bus will leave. On the radio: Circle of Life.

Yay timing.

Off to my parents.

(((Shir))) Oh, honey - I'm so sorry for your loss. And I think the library impulse is a lovely one, actually - it's such a great thing to have books that a loved one has loved. I have a book of poetry and a Complete Shakespeare that belonged to my maternal grandfather, whom I never met, and it's a lovely connection.

As Tara said, No. Yes. It's always sudden.

You know, I kept saying that the other week, and trying to explain that The Body was just insanely good, and scarily on the ball, and non-Buffista-type people were just looking at me like I was from Venus.

sighs

Pix, I loved getting to hear your side of things!

I love that Kristin responded on the board before waking Drew up. Appropriate, right?

I can't imagine a better proposal, a better community, or a better husband-to-be. Yay!

You realize now the two of you have to adopt all of us, right?

{{Shir}} our sympathies and much comfort to you and your family.

Thanks for your POV narrative, Kristin. All of this definitely needs to be memorialized. I'm sure that I'm not the only person who occasionally needs to be able to go back and read absolutely wonderful bits of life to make up for the utter crap that happens ordinarily - and y'all's happiness is definitely likely to be a powerful antidote to a lot of badness.