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A light rain gently cascaded down, the Eiffel Tower loomed overhead, resplendent in all it’s glory, and I, on bended knee, asked Kate to marry me.  She said YES!!  She accepted the cheap stunt ring I presented her in lieu of the real one that was tied up in customs.  Okay it’s not that big of a surprise to anyone, we’ve been seeing eachother for 4 or so years, and living together (in sin) for a time as well.  Like any relationship, we’ve had our ups and downs, and we realize as much as anyone that it is work.  You’ve got work at it.  I mean being considerate? That was a tough one for me.  Putting the toilet seat down? Forget about it!  Seriously folks, all kidding aside, I am extremely excited to make Kate my wife and official life-long companion, I would be lost without her.  She continues to make me laugh daily, and cares about me more than anyone ever has.  She has shown me what love truly is, and I couldn’t imagine being away from her.  The three week trip we just took was a good test of this thing we call “us.”  Sure we bickered.  Sure we wanted to punch eachother in the back of the head.  Sure we made people uncomfortable with the way we talk to eachother (”well you’re a fat idiot,”) but like I said, that’s us.   We haven’t set a date yet, or really set anything in stone, but we’ll probably give ourselves about a year with this engagement thing.  The only thing we know for sure is we’ll be wed in Colorado, where we met.  And that we love eachother.