Yesterday was our third year anniversary, and Lee told me he was going to make me the most delicious chili ever, and if I could please be so awesome as to pick up some beer on the way home from work.

I get home juggling my purse, my lunch box, the mail, and a bag filled with beer, and make an attempt to open the door.
About three minutes later I walked the rest of the way into the house to take a closer look at the Vespa that was sitting in the middle of our living room. It’s passengers were a dozen red roses, a key with a big red ribbon on it, and a card signed from The Beatles wishing us a happy anniversary and enticing me to say yes.

Of course, I knew what this meant, because for about two years he kept insisting that a Vespa was far more useful than an engagement ring. And before you ask, yes, there is a ring. I am currently wearing my Grandmother Allen’s engagement ring. (Yellow gold .25ct old mine cut diamond, if you were wondering.)

The rest of the photos he took are over here.

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