just outside of chicago yesterday, our son proposed to his lovely (and shocked) girlfriend while they flew over a field he'd plowed the day before.
 |
| she said "yes" |
and as one of his facebook friends so eloquently put it:
"Way to set the bar so high! Suddenly asking a lady for her hand in marriage over some endless bread sticks and salad at The Olive Garden seems kinda anti-climactic."
so for all those single men out there, this post is definitely a "serving suggestion only".
good luck improving on it.
