It was Julian's birthday, we had just gotten home from a Foo Fighter's concert and Gabi was dying of the plague. Julian was pacing around the house trying to play it cool and Gabi was almost in a NyQuil induced coma and being a total brat, but Julian finally convinced her to get off the couch. And then, almost six years later in the comfort of our home, in front of our little Christmas tree, with the company of our fur babies, Julian got down on one knee and popped the question. PS Gabi totally forgot about her cold We are so excited for this next chapter in our lives and cannot wait to share this special moment with you all. We will see you in September!