So yesterday I asked Kathy to marry me.

And she said yes.

I would assume that makes my President's day weekend more eventful than yours, but perhaps not.

I'm not someone to have rehearsed what I was going to say ahead of time or anything like that, but I couldn't have been happier with the way things turned out. We went up to Franklin Canyon Park, hiked twenty minutes or so up the Hastain Trail and then just sat on a bluff (approximately here) with a view of the Pacific and even Catalina. We talked for a while and somehow I managed to ask the question without sounding as nervous as I was. Not that I was particularly nervous about what she would say, but as the moment came near I had no clue how I was going to do it.

The where and when will come sometime soon, but not yet. One thing at a time.