This is a bit of a late announcement, but better late telling you guys than never, right?
Well, July 4th, at about 10-11 pm, Corey asked me to marry him. I said yes.. of course! It was a good day. I had the day off from work, so we had the whole holiday together (even though he's Canadian, but he still celebrated with me). We had a lot of fun, and I had a good 200+ dollars worth of fireworks for the night. Once we were inside and cleaned up a bit (very hot, got sweaty), he asked. It was just us my uncle there for a week. Parents were away, so we got to enjoy it and the whole 7 days without a real chaperon. (My uncle didn't care what we did a