A few years ago when I was first designing my website, I made and put online a list of things I wished to find in a boy.  Here is a condensed version of that list:

I would like a boy who:
...understands that I have little to no common sense.
...has opinions and can back them up.
...loves his mommy.
...thinks I'll make a great mommy someday.
...lets me know if I'm acting like a silly girl.
...thinks that it’s cute that I do so on occasion.
...will sing to me.
...cares about grammar.
...likes old movies.
...can make me laugh ‘til my tummy hurts.
...loves my family.
...is absolutely crazy about me.

As far as I can substantiate, only one person ever saw that list, and the following is my proof.  It came in the form of an email on December 5, 2001:

Hi, I just read your list and I was wondering if, you know, you'd marry me or something.

- jeff

That was all it said.  Well, it also had a link to his website which I promptly checked out, and I was amazed by how normal he seemed to be.  Amazed because I was sure that a guy that would propose marriage to a girl he'd never met -- who he found on the internet, no less -- even if he wasn't serious, had to be a weirdo.  Plus, not only did he not seem to be a crazy or a loser or something, but he actually seemed to be the kind of guy I would like, so I emailed him back.  I figured, at the least, I might have a new friend in California (I was living in Utah at the time).

I was right.  Over the course of the next half a year as we emailed back and forth, talked online and on the phone for hours, and eventually met in person, he not only became my friend but, outside of my family, my best friend.  So, when in June of 2002 I was looking to get a new job, I decided to move out to California to see if we could make a full-blown relationship of it.

I never figured that less than two years after that email of proposal Jeff would ask me to marry him again... and I'd say yes.