I'm A Grown Up Now

Last Friday, the 15th of August, 2008, was a memorable day in the life and times of Gez. It was the day that I asked my long term girlfriend of five years, Erin Slattery, to become my wife. She agreed of course.  Happy days indeed.

Some small details: I did the traditional thing and asked her father beforehand and thankfully, he thought it was a good idea. We went away to a small cabin in the mountains at Reefton that belongs to my uncle. I smuggled a bottle of Moet into the car to celebrate after I'd popped the question. I'd hid it in the cavity where the spare wheel goes so she wouldn't find it, because I knew she'd figure it out if she saw it (just to clarify, we don't generally drink top shelf French champagne). I didn't buy a ring. I'm no fool. I would never think to choose something that she will wear every day for the rest of her life without her being involved.

So...I'm over the moon. Judging from her emotional response and her lack of hesitation accepting, I'm fairly sure she is too.