Many Happy Returns

For one of the few times in my life I'm going to not be a selfish bastard and talk about someone else.

Here's why I am doing this, it's a once in a lifetime thing though, my mom is getting married.
Her boyfriend proposed to her a little bit ago and she said yes.

I'm happy for both of them. She's, after all, one of the greatest women I've ever met; strong, smart, independent; and he's a really good, stand-up guy. I'm glad that those two found each other.

(I have to finish this before the bile rising in my stomach begins to spurt from my nose and throat in torrents.)

Congratulations you two crazy kids, and many happy returns.

(I hope I don't have to do this again for a while. No one else is allowed to propose to anyone for a while.)