It's About Time, You Two

Evening, everyone! I'm [Your name], and I've been waiting for this announcement for approximately four years, seven months, and twelve days. Not that I was counting.

When [Groom's name] told me he was going to propose, I said, "Mate, it's about time." He'd been carrying that ring around for three weeks. Three weeks! He was so nervous he nearly proposed at a petrol station.

Let me tell you about the actual proposal, because [Groom's name] will undersell it and [Bride's name] will oversell it, so you need the unbiased version.

He took her to that restaurant they went to on their first date. Very romantic. He'd arranged for flowers on the table.

Also romantic. Then he got so flustered that he knocked over the wine, and proposed while a waiter was mopping up Merlot at their feet. Peak [Groom's name].

But [Bride's name] said yes.

She said yes with red wine on her dress and tears in her eyes and apparently the whole restaurant clapped. I wasn't there, but I've heard the story forty-seven times now.

Here's what I know about these two. They are each other's favourite person.

[Groom's name] lights up when [Bride's name] walks into a room, and she looks at him like he's the only person in it.

So here's to the engagement. The wedding planning starts now, and I personally cannot wait to watch [Groom's name] have opinions about centrepieces. To [Bride's name] and [Groom's name]!