after about 6 proposals, a bitch relented tonight when, after I mentioned that I need glasses because I could not read bra sizes and asked the clerk to read it for me, R got down on his knees in the filth that is our kitchen at the moment and proposed. So yeah, unless I get cold feet, we'll be looking to see if we can get in to a JP's this week and don the ol' ball and chains.
he's hunting around for some overalls to wear to the jps. I'm thinking some kind of 'ma kettle' frock -- no bra! :)
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