Dear Diary,

I’M ENGAGED!

Last night Bette took me to Guida’s, the same restaurant that she took me on our first date and then took me to her gallery.

The gallery was dark with the exception of the roses and the hundred or so candles that were lit around the main gallery area where we first saw each other.  She led me into the same area where the earring thing happened then she got down on one knee, looked up into my face with tears in her eyes and spoke, “T, Tina when I turned around and saw you for the first time I knew that you were different.  I knew at that moment that I was meant to be with you, that we were meant to be together.  When you said that you wanted to date me you made me the happiest woman on earth and I want to make you as happy as I am for the rest of our lives.  Christina Anne Kennard, would you do me the greatest honor and be my wife?”

I stood there for a moment and started crying then I got down on my knees in front of her placed my hands on either side of her face and brought her to me kissing her gently.  I pulled away from her, looked into her eyes that were glistening with tears and whispered, “Yes, yes, yes, yes.”

As we were kneeling there on the gallery floor both crying she leaned closer to me and kissed me hard and passionately.  “Thank you T, thank you.”

We stayed there for a few minutes until our knees were hurting and Bette stood up then helped me up to my feet.  She looked me in the eye and grabbed me bringing me close to her lifting me and spinning me around, “I love you T, I love you so much.  You are so amazing and you make me so happy.  I love you.”  Then she kissed me again.

We stayed at the gallery a little while longer, and then left to go home.  Once there she opened the fridge and pulled out the expensive bottle of champagne, popped it open and poured it into two glasses.

“Pretty sure of yourself Babe?”