On Thursday July 4th, a pretty amazing thing happened. While aboard the Celebrity Millennium, on the last day of sail, among several friends (all of the group on the trip)
Linnaeus proposed. Without hesitation I said yes. I'm still in a bit of shock. I didn't cry like I had expected I would should it happen, my heart was too busy pounding and I hardly remember what else he said. I'm hoping my memory will produce that information. I doubt it though.