I was hanging out in the hall at work, just talking with this guy who I've had a crush on since I first laid eyes on him. He's tallish, handsome, lighter hair (I always thought I was more into the brown hair boys) and is the friendliest person you'll ever meet. He's always smiling and telling jokes and constantly on the move. "No grass growing under his feet!" as my friend Judy would say. He's always looking for ways to help people and get things organized. He's quite the find, really.
So go ahead, congratulate me! It isn't everyday that such a charming military man asks for your hand! Okay, fine. Maybe he's not currently in the military...and maybe he's retired...and been retired...and maybe he's married already...and has dementia. But he sure has good taste!