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I’ve wanted a pink Kitchenaid mixer for some time now. And now, it sits on the brand-new countertop. It is a handsome machine, a creamy pink, like a milkshake.

But more than the mixer, we’ve wanted to get engaged for a while now. It’s something we’ve been talking about for ten of the eleven months we have been together.

I had the mixer, but the ring hadn’t shown up yet. We went to the Sofitel’s Cafe des Architectes and enjoyed a cheese, wine, and fruit sampler. And a nummy dessert. And then I got my ice-pink ring. I picked it out, this J. Lo knockoff ring. It was $15, but it’s lovely and shiny.

But it doesn’t glitter as much as his eyes do when he smiles at me.

See you all next April. This will be some party.

Holy shit! I’m totally getting married.