I suppose something everyone is probably curious about is how the proposal actually happened.
It wasn't a total surprise. Morgan's mom had offered him his grandmother's ring just in case he was thinking about proposing. When the package containing the ring arrived, though, he didn't open it in my presence, and he hid the ring. So then it just became like when I was a kid and I lived with my cousin who loved to hide around corners and jump out and scare me because it cracked her up the way I screamed and waved my hands around - I knew it was going to happen sometime soon, I just didn't know when.
September 12 was a day like any other, pretty much. The weather was nice, and we'd decided that after dinner we would walk down to Sweet Action Ice Cream with Penny. I think I had their Red Velvet ice cream, which was delicious. (I love red velvet - how would you all feel about a red velvet wedding cake? ... I'm kidding. Probably.)
When we got home, I sat down on the couch with my computer and Morgan disappeared off in the other room for a minute. The next thing I knew, he was on one knee in front of me with the ring. He asked, I said yes (I actually think I said "of course" first, and then corrected myself to "yes"), and that was that.
So, it doesn't include a Jumbotron, a path of rose petals, or a 28 carat diamond. But it suits us very well - low key, private, meaningful.