02 January 2005

The Future Mr. SportsLady

Here before you are the writings of the luckiest man on earth.

In case you hadn't heard, I proposed to Kirsten at midnight in New Orleans.

With the streets packed and champagne flowing, I popped the big question, with her mother, Janice, in attendance.
Jackson Brewery
The big moment took place in front of the infamous Jackson Brewery on historic 600 Decatur St. in the French Quarter, and my future bride couldn't have been more beautiful than she was at that moment.

We kissed and after giving her some time to gather herself and look at the ring, we waded through a sea of merry bodies to Bourbon Street to continue the celebration.

The setting couldn't have been more perfect.

Thanks, sweetie.
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