No, not really. But I got your attention, didn't I? Actually I was proposed to yesterday. And I accepted.
Perhaps I should back up and explain. Last night, just as I was ready to call it a night, my phone rang. It was my dear friend Paddy, calling from Colorado to wish us a happy birthday. His is the day after mine. He moved out there about 13 years ago so we don't get to celebrate in person anymore.
We talked. And talked. And laughed. And talked. It's been about two months since we've spoken and there was plenty to catch up on. So we talked. And I cried. And we talked. And we laughed. Did I mention he was having birthday toasts for both of us?
Anyway when I mentioned that I was sad and lonely some days he said, and I quote, "Damn girl, I'll marry you in a heartbeat just get your ass out here." You can imagine the laughter that followed on my part. And then he said, "Well, how about it? You know I love you. I've always loved you."
Yes, Paddy has always loved me. And I've always loved him. He's the best kind of FRIEND a girl could ever hope to have. But he's so much the same person as I am that it's downright freaky. That's why all we've ever been and ever will be is friends. We'd ruin that if we ever attempted to be more. Of course, since it was our birthdays, I said, "I love you too. Sure, I'll marry you."
We both know we're not serious. But it was absolutely perfect for the moment and now I feel so much better. I've spent the entire day laughing over my "engagement". And now that I've shared my big news I hope you are too. I think this calls for a party. With cake!