On Saturday night, Joey and I were hanging out. I was flipping through the newest William Sonoma catalog, which is the Easter edition. If you haven't seen it, there are a lot of Martha Stewart-esque parts about Easter egg decorating. Joey and I discussed in great detail how we both didn't particularly enjoy egg decorating anymore because it really gets a little tedious after the 5th egg or so. It is OK when you are with others that love doing it, but alone it could really get old. We also discussed how the eggs in the catalog were way too fancy and would take a steady hand.
Finally I put the magazine aside only to notice Joey sitting there quite straight holding my hand. This didn't really phase me though. Then Joey told me he had a present for me in the pouch of his sweatshirt. My initial thought was "Ooh! A cookie!" because I was just saying that I was hungry for a cookie.
I reached inside the pouch and felt a small box and pulled it out. I must have said something like, "What is this?!" and then as I was opening the box Joey asked me to marry him. Of course, I said yes.
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