JB told me earlier this year that, quote, “if we aren’t engaged by September we have a problem.”

He proposed at 5:45pm on Sunday, August 31st.

Yup, it’s official. After two years and two months of dating, I’m planning to become Mrs. JB! The big moment came while we were spending Labor Day weekend in San Juan, Puerto Rico. We decided to go down there for a few days since we had Monday off anyway – at least, that’s what I thought. But no. We were actually going down there so JB could pop the question – and not have to spring for all the champagne I guzzled afterwards.

But I jest. We stayed at the Ritz-Carlton San Juan, arriving on the evening Friday August 29th. Saturday was spent on the beach, then I spent Sunday morning getting a massage before meeting up with JB by the pool. Don’t worry – we didn’t overexert ourselves.

The big moment happened in the Club Lounge on the 9th floor of the hotel. JB poured us both a glass of champagne then pulled an absolutely awesome ring out of his pocket and said:

“Miss Amanda Lynn, will you please marry me?”

He said other stuff too, but he’d kill me if I spilled EVERY SINGLE DETAIL on this blog, so you’ll have to be content with that. I of course said yes through a bunch of giggles, promptly shouted to the club lounge concierge that we were engaged, and demanded more champagne.

We went to dinner at BLT, an amazing restaurant at the hotel, where I had a filet and JB had skirt steak, then moved on to the casino to try our “gonna get married” luck there. By this point in the evening we were giddily referring to each other as “Fancy Fiances.” We lost mucho dinero at the casino but didn’t care – the luck came in sitting down next a diamond wholesaler who has a granddaughter with the same name as me. (Oh yeah. The ring? It’s totally awesome but a placeholder – a great big gaudy awesome incredible crystal). So next step is to phone her up and see what we can do about makin’ this whole thing legit(er) with some life-changing bling.

Looking ahead, here’s what we’re thinking:

-We’re going to try for the wedding on 9/9/09 – might be tough to get because of the cool date, but it happens to fall on a Wednesday which I’m hoping will discourage more sane brides than myself.

-Destination, destination, destination. Exactly what that destination is is TBD – I currently have a list of 10 options, including such specifics as “Europe?” and “New England.”

-I am determined to stay sane through this process. I was always thinking I would be a totally chill bride-to-be, and now after being engaged for about 47 hours I can see I was TOTALLY WRONG. So let this be a public plea for help. Serenity now. Serenity now.

I’m off to compare the pros and cons of Bermuda (where I have never been), Mexico (where I have never been), and the Cape (where I have never been). Photos of the gaudy awesomeness to follow shortly….

PS – I was DYING to announce this news with the wedding video clip from The Muppets Take Manhattan, or barring that at least the song. But I can’t find it ANYWHERE. Help, anyone??