The proposition

This morning I woke up, crawled into bed with John, held him a little and asked him to marry me. The words came out so naturally, like I was simply saying good morning, or I love you. I don't really know where they came from and I certainy wasn't planning it. On our way to church, about half and hour later, John pulled over and said yes.
Instead of going to church, we drove to my parents house so John could ask their blessing.

We are officially engaged. Now we need to find a ring.