
So, Michael and I basically knew that we were getting married shortly after we started dating. The whole becoming official part came a lot later. In July my Padre happened to be in town for a quick trip and so was Uncle Bluce. Michael decided this was the trip that we would ask Padre for my hand in marriage. Everyone else in the family knew what was going on but Dad was totally oblivious and ended up taking longer than he was suppose to to come down to Chrissie's house, so we ended up having to meet them somewhere along the way. It so happened to be that Padre had us pull over to a Scone Cutter's parking lot. How romantic.
This picture was taken that night after the sisters found out what happened. We were a wee bit excited.
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