Proposal

I will buy you a diamond ring, my friend, if it makes you feel alright. I'll get you anything, my friend, if it makes you feel alright. 'Cause I don't care too much for money, for money can't buy you love. - Beatles

Last Tuesday Josh and Jason dropped in before Josh had to go to work (he's a nurse and he does night duty). Jason decided he had to make an emergency run to Wal-mart and wanted Josh to accompany him. Josh was hesitant because he had to make sure he got to work on time. I volunteered to go with Jason. Ultimately, Josh went as well because he figured it was on his way to work anyway.

After gathering Jason's emergency supplies (shoelaces and pomade - no joke ... pomade, for his hair and the shoelaces just happened to be a bonus) we were getting ready to leave when Jason leans over to me and asks me if he can get me anything. Wanting to be flippant and witty, I look around in hopes of finding something expensive he could get me. My eyes fell on a particularly shiny item and without thinking, I blurted out, "You can get me a diamond ring..."

There was silence as I realized what I had just said and how it sounded. I looked over at Jason and then dissolved into embarrassed laughter. I must have laughed for a good five minutes.

But there you have it, my first proposal - and yes, I did the asking, after all, this is modern society, and I guess I must be a modern girl.