...that's amore." That's Amore Dean Martin
I am deeeeelighted to announce that my sister, Fred, is officially engaged to Joba. Oh, it's been a happy evening at our house, I can tell you!!!! It's simply oozing out the walls.
Fred drove Joba home from the airport, and I had a bunch of buds playing Poker and then Cranium, and Joba and Fred declined to join in the games, and they went to look at the stars. In 17 degrees.
"Aww," I thought, and we continued with our games.
Finally, when Fred and Joba returned, and we were winding up the evening, with card tricks, I saw a sparkly blue ring on Fred's hand, and thought, "Huh, I don't remember that ring." Big Bear began talking about work (grout and toilets) and Jesp and Hoity were adding their two bits, and, as usual, Monkey Smith said nothing and observed everything. Fred leaned over to me and whispered, "Should I show them my new jewelry?" pointing to her ring, which I now realized was on her LEFT HAND!?!?!?!?!?!!!
"O MY WORD YES!" I said back.
"If you guys are done talking about toilets," said Fred, "I think you may be interested to see this." She regally extended her hand, like a queen bestowing blessing on her humble subjects.
The room collectively exploded with congratulations and hugs for the couple.
The boys soon left after that--except Joba, of course, who is staying for a week--and we sat around the fireplace basking in Fred and Joba's happiness more than the heat from the fire.
My sister is engaged.
Isn't that delightful?
Stargazing indeed. Huh.