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The following summer Eric had to go to Washington State again and I worked for the Academies 2006. Everything was still very new and exciting for me. I just realized that I use the word exciting a lot.....let's see... my emotions and feelings were stirred up...well...I was "awakened or stimulated"....naaah... how about I was "aroused".....uahhhhh...don't like that one...."agitated"...poooooooh, is not quite what I was looking for....sometimes English is really not an easy language........I just asked Eric and he gave me "joyful"....wellllll, yeah I kinda like that one, but excited is still the best description for my condition.

A few weeks after Eric came back home something happened that was made to be........ he popped THE question!!!!! On the 9th of August 2006 we went out for dinner -> Burger night at the Curbside Cafe! MMMMMMMHHHHHHH.... our favorite at that time. Back home we sat on our new porch, on our new patio furniture with a glass of La Crema wine and were just happy. After a little while he asked me to marry him. First I understood it as a part of our conversation (we've talked about that and the future before) and said "...of course". But then he asked me again- very seriously, holding my hand, looking me in the eyes- "No....do you want to marry me?" I was sooooo slow at that moment (as usual) until I finally got it and kissed him whispering "Yes, sure!". Then he asked (I could tell that he was very excited about that) "do you want your ring now?". He pulled out the ring and put it on my finger. It was the one we looked at before but it was even more beautiful with him by my side (good job, Schatzi!)- knowing we belong together! I know it sounds kitschy but this was the way I felt at that moment.