It was April 26, 2009. That was the day that I knew something was up. Mr. Pashmina woke up at 7 a.m. and announced that it was a beautiful day and that they should get an early start. I thought to myself, “he usually sleeps until 10 a.m. Weird.” I told him, “I don’t feel well. Do you think you could get me some Tylenol? Let’s just get a little more sleep.” Then I quickly went back to my dream. (Mr. Pashmina keeps saying: “I can’t believe you made me go back to sleep!”) When we woke up we decided to go on a picnic–breakfast in the park and a visit to the Apple store to fix Mr. Pashmina’s “faulty” phone. It was a seemingly happenstance, last-minute decision to go to “our” lookout spot because “it was on the way” instead of the regular park.
It was there that he got down on one knee. When he asked me I started shaking in excitement, I said, “Are you serious!!?!” His response, with a smile and laugh, “Does that mean ‘Yes’?”
“Yes, Y-E-S!! YEESS!!!”