Sorry it's taken so long to reply to this! My internet in France was really dodgy and every time I tried to login to Tribe to reply, our trusty Tribe wouldn't let me... I could only view posts... :/
Lamo...

So anyway... I had an AMAZING birthday!!! If anyone is interested in hearing about it.... Read below:

This romantic story begins like this...

We arrived in Paris coming from an overnight train from Barcelona on Tuesday, June 10th in the morning, the night before my birthday...
We found our apartment in the Marais (the artists district of Paris); we relaxed, did laundry, and ate freshly baked croissants before we headed out toward secret places Jason had planned for us...
Later in the early evening we walk into 'Les Deux Moulins' where one of my favorite French films, Amelie was partially filmed. It was the cafe where Amelie worked to be exact. We shared a salade nicoise and some drinks, from there we took a little walk up to the Sacré-Coeur (sacred heart), the second best place to overlook the whole of Paris... We sat down and watched the view before he handed me an early birthday gift. When I opened the gift, I found a Japanese puzzle box that I had to solve before I got the goodie inside... Jason knows well of the secret love I have for puzzles in almost any fashion. :D I figured out the puzzle, opened the box, and found an antique key inside this red velvet lined box... Of course I put the key around my neck to lay next to the other antique key he gave me last year... I doted upon my puzzle box and key a bit more and we watched the sky get dark...

The next day is my birthday and we get up very early for another surprise I don't know about...
After a long cab ride outside of Paris I find myself at La Journée au Cirque (day at the circus)!!! Jason reserved two slots for us to learn circus stuff with circus folk! We learned how to walk the tight rope, juggle, trapeze, the art of clowning, and we even got our faces painted! It was so fun! We had lunch with them and finally we watched them perform for us. It was so awesome! One of the clowns had me come out and be a part of the show for a short while! I felt at home there...along with the French carny folk.

After this completely eventful affair, we head back to the Marais for a quick shower before dinner.
Dinner was amazing... I mean...REALLY amazing... So yummy!!! Incredibly charming environment that was renovated for functionality, yet left with stone walls and archways, velvet couches and chairs... Built in the 1700's, this non touristy and seductive inn with impressive fireplaces occupies the site of a sixteenth century barber shop whose proprietor slit the throats of his customers and then gave their bodies to a charcutier across the street to be made into pâté... Sweeney Todd anyone? This is where it all happened...the real story...

I Digress...

We ate, we drank, we took a little walk down to the Seine (river that runs through Paris) right as the sun had just fallen and I am shown a view of Notre Dame and the only weeping willow tree along the Seine for miles... With such a beautiful view, I pluck my camera from my purse to take a photo. As I'm doing so, I begin hearing a violin approaching and notice the song, 'La Vie En Rose' coming from it's strings... I looked up and asked Jason if this was for us and he said yes... [my heart fluttered] He handed me a big box and said, "Happy birthday baby..."

I open it... Inside I find red and pink rose petals filling the whole box...I search within it and find a large scroll... as I pull it out I notice that it's rolled up, bound, and locked with an antique iron lock... I figured out quickly that the key I had put around my neck the night before was to unlock that lock. How Cute!!!! I love stuff like this!!!!! Ok Ok... I take the key off from around my neck and open the lock. Jason tells me all scrolls are read to their queens so he would like to read it to me... [more heart fluttering] He reads to me the most beautiful words, all from his own hand that he had printed in Old English onto this amazing and authentic looking scroll... Of course by this time I'm all watery eyed and have snot dripping down in the most inopportune time as he closes with getting down on one knee and asking me for my hand in marriage...
As I'm blinded by the sparkly thing in the box... I say, 'yes'...and he slides the ring that fits perfectly, onto my finger as the glass shoe fit on Cinderella...

And the rest is history in the making...