Here's another post I never got around to posting.
Well, actually never got around to writing.
It's just the picture sitting in my file waiting for a post.
Michael and Michelle had decided to get married.
They had the date.
She had the dress.
People had been invited.
They bought a townhouse.
It seemed they were able to figure out every aspect of the wedding.
Michael couldn't figure out exactly *how* he
wanted to propose to Michelle.
So rather than do it less than right,
He hadn't done it at all.
Poor Michelle was getting a bit, um,
And then once he had his idea, coordinating every body's
schedule proved to be another delay.
But once it all came together it was perfect.
I couldn't imagine Michael proposing any other way.