Two stories to tell you about witnessing marriage proposals over the weekend. The first one I witnessed firsthand. It happened Saturday night when Biscotti and I went to see the Dan Joffre improv show. Two audience members were brought up to do a scene. Eventually, the two of them were on stage alone, and the guy started getting all mushy and sentimental. Sure enough, he ended his monologue by presenting a ring. She said yes. It's the first time I've ever seen a proposal in person, other than my own.
That was going to be the big story of the weekend until I heard from my friend K. He called me on Sunday after he and K (yes, K & K) got back from their umpteenth trip to Paris. It started off with idle banter til he suddenly broke the news without warning. I almost missed it on my crackling phone. Readers of my blog, try to guess how he proposed. Remember, they were in Paris. (And by readers, I don't just mean Cher. I know there are more of you reading, just not commenting.. Wait, I changed that today. It's no longer "commenting", it's "sparking the glow"!)
Congrats to K & K on your engagement. As I've already told you, Biscotti and I are very happy for you both. Cheers.