engaged!

No, not me. Emily. After six years, it's about time she and Jamie decided things one way or the other.

The whole family met at Red Robin for Em's birthday dinner. Em met me in the parking lot, and she looked a little dazed. She walked right up to me and just said, "I'm getting married," and showed me the ring. It's a nice ring, too.

Hugs all around. She asked me not to tell Dad because she wanted to tell him herself. When we were seated, she kept her left hand under the table. Dad was perusing the menu, and Em suddenly pushed the pepper shaker toward him, with her left hand, and insisted that he must want some pepper. He was pre-occupied with the menu, and wasn't paying attention. Sharon, however, got the point. So she nudged Dad, who saw the ring, and shook Jamie's hand and said "Well done." I heartily agree.