We woked up that morning, a beautiful summers day in the desert, and made rosemary scones with peach butter, which were eaten while we watched "The Dangerous Lives of Alter Boys".
A nap followed after which we went downstairs in the early afternoon to have cocktails.
Egads - We were out of lemons!!!
This meant we couldn't make my favorite, the Lemon Drop. Boo!
So we set out for Eddie's house (aka "Casa"). While we were there checking on his cats, we sat down to watch "Moulin Rouge" (one of my favorite movies, still, to this day).
We finally tore ourselves away from the flick to head off to the grocery store to buy lemons, commenting to each other what a perfectly blissful, wonderful and lazy day it had been so far in every aspect.
Upon returning to the "Hutch" (my digs) we made proper cocktails: a Lemon Drop for me, Bombay Sapphire martini for Eddie, with homemade Bleu Cheese stuffed olives. While sipping our drinks, we flipped through the days mail and catalogs together.
Then, needing something to nosh on with our beverages, I made a goat-cheese appetizer to enjoy with our drinks. We realized later, along with the perfect day thus far, that the appetizer cwas the catalyst for Eddie to spontaneously pull me into his lap at the dining room table and propose marriage!
I replied quickly, yet emphatically with,"You Betcha!"
Eddie then made me sit in his chair and he got down on one knee to ask me the official and old-fashioned way.
Same answer as before...
I then asked him if this meant I could now, officially, buy wedding magazines at the store?
Yes, yes it did.
And so, it was settled.
And realizing that we were very happy, and not really very hungry any more, we went upstairs to watch "Brazil" on DVD.
