Three years ago today, a very nervous acting Marmot came downstairs, and sat next to me on the couch where I was working on the computer.

Marmot: “Sweetie, I need to ask you something.”

Me: “Whats wrong with you, why are you being so weird? I’m working on this right now babe.”

Marmot: *pulls out ring box and scoots to the edge of the couch* “Sweetie!”

Me: “What?! Ohh!”

Marmot: *smiles at me* “I have to ask you a question.”

Me: “Ok, but aren’t you supposed to be on your knees?”

Marmot: “Seriously?” *rolls his eyes and gets on his knees* “Better?”

Me: “Yes its better, now ask me!”

Marmot: “Honey, will you marry me?”

Me: “Yes yes yes!”

And we lived happily ever after...