Ryan called today to tell me that yesterday "K. agreed to marry me sometime in the future." I'm sure her whole family is buzzing with excitement and is, no doubt, already deep into wedding plans. As Ryan said, "the best way to send her mom into an apoplectic fit is to mention Las Vegas." I told him that maybe this wasn't the time to mention Dad's family's track record of going off, getting married, and then telling the family about it afterwards. :-)
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