Popping the Q.

Valentine's Day in Seattle.  Spent the afternoon communing with Lucy at the Pacific Science Center.  Discovered that, while the beloved one is enchanted with butterfly gardens, my personal radar is too finely tuned and they get a bit nerve-wracking.  The hind-brain refuses to believe that these large flappy-thingies that occasionally land on me are harmless.

Dinner at the Rainforest Cafe.  Apparently, if you reserve in advance, you get a table next to one of the tropical fish tanks.

Also:

I have now proposed.  The response was emphatically affirmative.  By this time September (the 9th, actually),  I will be a husband.

...(and with luck, forevermore shall be)