great things can come in small packages

I came home from a long day at the office and a great night of sushi to a white box with a green ribbon on top. Inside was a clue. After 5 clever clues, I found this:

It was really hard to take a photo of my hand that did not look skeletal. So we opted for a stub-fingered photo. Don't judge, but it's okay if you do because Eric laughed ... a lot.

I guess I'm legitimately betrothed now? As if setting dates, designing invites, buying dresses and taking engagement photos wasn't legitimate....

I will try to get a better top angle shot when I'm feeling more self-assured in my boney fingeredness.