Last Sunday the man of my dreams asked me to marry him. On our way back home from Austin, he said, "I'm thirsty. Let's stop and get something to drink." So he exited in a small historic town called Salado. In the middle of town is an historic bridge with giant trees hanging over. As we walked down the bridge, he stopped and said, "I have something that I need to ask you. Take your sunglasses off so I can see your eyes." Then he took the ring out of his pocket, got down on one knee and proposed. It was a perfect day, in a perfect setting, with the perfect man for me. Here is a picture of us right after we got engaged and a picture of the beautiful ring that he gave me.