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Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Do you have a great proposal story?
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Mine was certainly unique I must say. Both my now husband (Kevin) and I were still in college in Brooklyn, NY. It was in June, not long after the semester ended and Kevin lucked out with a freelance job in Italy. So while I was still finishing my last credits during the Summer, he was going back and forth to Italy.
One of the times he came back to campus, he asked if I wanted to go eat out in the city. We took a cab (something totally not common for two college kids to do!) and went to a Mexican restaurant in the East Village. Just as the cab left I saw Kevin panicking. Having just been paid for his freelance work, I just assumed he let some of the cash fall in the cab. He went to a payphone(not cell phones at the time yet!) and called the Brooklyn cab company. Now to those who know NYC only too well, how many of you would expect the cab not to come back? Well, he did! And sure enough Kevin got his "money" from the floor of the car.
We enjoyed a nice Mexican meal, then proceeded to the "Gold Bar", the first place we had gone on a date! Once we ordered drinks, Kevin suddenly took a little box out of his jacket and popped the question. I was in total shock and instead of replying, I started sweating! Nice visual, right? All I answered was: "You are crazy!" After a few minutes passed and I yet had to give him an answer, he finally asked again and begged I would let him know if yes or no and not just called him crazy. Of course I ended up accepting, then we spent the rest of the time at the bar laughing at him losing the ring in the cab.
Now your turn! Do you have a great proposal story to tell? Let the world know about it!
Want to win a pair of diamond earrings? Find out how at facebook.com/gemex
One of the times he came back to campus, he asked if I wanted to go eat out in the city. We took a cab (something totally not common for two college kids to do!) and went to a Mexican restaurant in the East Village. Just as the cab left I saw Kevin panicking. Having just been paid for his freelance work, I just assumed he let some of the cash fall in the cab. He went to a payphone(not cell phones at the time yet!) and called the Brooklyn cab company. Now to those who know NYC only too well, how many of you would expect the cab not to come back? Well, he did! And sure enough Kevin got his "money" from the floor of the car.
We enjoyed a nice Mexican meal, then proceeded to the "Gold Bar", the first place we had gone on a date! Once we ordered drinks, Kevin suddenly took a little box out of his jacket and popped the question. I was in total shock and instead of replying, I started sweating! Nice visual, right? All I answered was: "You are crazy!" After a few minutes passed and I yet had to give him an answer, he finally asked again and begged I would let him know if yes or no and not just called him crazy. Of course I ended up accepting, then we spent the rest of the time at the bar laughing at him losing the ring in the cab.
Now your turn! Do you have a great proposal story to tell? Let the world know about it!
Want to win a pair of diamond earrings? Find out how at facebook.com/gemex
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My story is kind of long, sorry...Ours wasn't overtly "romantic" but it was so sweet and so perfect for us...
My husband and I had been dating off and on for 4 1/2 years. We started dating at shortly before I turned 18, and he 19. We went to college together and broke up a couple times but remained very close (to the point we were still basically together)...
Anyway, I knew he was the one I wanted to marry and we were very blissfully in love...but I didn't think we'd get engaged for at least another year. I still had another year left of college. He had just sold his condo and graduated on Dec 20th, 2003, and our parents came down to move us back home (6 hours away). On Christmas eve we had planned to go do some last minute shopping but at the last minute he kind of bailed! He said he would meet me at the mall, but much later than we had discussed...I was already there! I did some shopping alone and then I "happen" to run into his parents. So we hung out, have lunch, have a great time. He shows up and says he wants to go to eat, but it has to be at this place we used to go when we first started dating...Burger King. There was a BK in the mall. He said, no, it has to be the one we always used to go to. So we went (it was a 20 min drive). So we eat, and he's acting weird and says we should go for a walk so he can give me his gift.
I should have put things together at this point, but I didn't... The BK we went to is right next to the park where we used to always hang out and just talk and laugh, and where we had our first kiss...awww :)
So we walk over to the park and he hands me a bag that has an album in it. It is actually a scrapbook with all sorts of momentos he saved over the years: movie and concert tickets, photos, goofy trinkets that had meaning... And he wrote about the journey we took together as a couple. At the very back was my engagement ring, and a saying about how he'd love me forever.
I burst into tears. I did not see it coming at all. In hindsight, I should have, but at the time, I was completely blindsided. When he didn't show up at the mall, it was because he was asking my parents for permission to marry me. I think that touched me almost as much as the gesture itself!
Shortly after we got engaged, he got offered his dream job as a strength and conditioning coach with a major league baseball team. I was just starting a new semester at school...It was a hard decision, but he went (spring training in AZ for 2 months and then 6 months in CA). We spent our entire engagement apart (I went for visits) and we got married one week after he got back.
We'll have been married 6 years in September! :)
My husband is such a cutie! We had been planning on getting married and I knew it was coming, so on any occasion I would make sure I did my hair and that my nails looked nice and all that. It was kind of pathetic.
Thanksgiving at my grandparents went by...no ring. A week in the mountains....no ring. Christmas with my family...no ring. My birthday...no ring. Valentines Day...still no ring. On February 15 (YES, the day AFTER Valentine's day!), we had a sushi date planned. He came to my door all dressed up (which was a big deal because like I have said before, he only wore free t-shirts and cargo pants in college), and with a big bouquet of sunflowers (my favorite! also a big deal because it was only the 2nd time in 2 years that he had brought me flowers [and the last time...haha]). I kept thinking, "Is he really gonna propose?!" And then I would tell myself, "You have thought this a million times, don't be stupid!". We went out to dinner and then back to his house so he could pick something up. He was actually getting a pep-talk from his little brother but I thought we were just bringing the flowers home and relaxing. Then we went and got ice cream from our favorite spot and drove up the mountain in our town with a reservoir on top. When we got there we parked in a spot that overlooked the full moon shining on the frozen lake. It was so beautiful! He kept saying, "Let's go for a walk!". And I would say, "Oh sweetie, it's ok I'll stay here, I'm cold". Finally I got out of the car and we walked around holding hands and then we danced and kissed. He would tell me one thing he loved about me and then give me a kiss and then another with a kiss and so on and so on. I was in heaven.
Finally he whispered, "can I ask you a question?". I almost barfed. He got down on one knee and told me how he has never met anyone so wonderful and blah blah blah. It was soooo sweet. We were both so happy and excited that he forgot to give me the ring until we were back in the car. He was like...ummm do you want your ring?? It was perfect.
Mine was just two months ago. I've always been a huge snoop. I always ruin surprises, because I go looking. So I was doing some investigating on his computer and found that Zales was a bookmarked site. I went to the Zales link and it took me to an engagement ring page. I asked him, and he confesses that he was looking around. Then I play the guessing game and guess that he's going to do it on Christmas Eve, and he admits. Christmas Eve comes and goes, and nothing. So I say to him, you know, it would be great to start the New Year off engaged. New Years comes and goes. So I'm a little let down.
Valentine's Day is coming up though, and a few days afterwards is my birthday, so I'm sure it must be one of those days. I don't want to talk about it with him in fear that he'll change the date on me again, but once again I ask questions and somehow get him to admit that he wants to do it on Valentine's Day. On the 13th he tells me there's something wrong, and he won't be able to do it. I'm crushed because I've been expecting it for a while, and I didn't even know I wanted it that badly because I knew we'd eventually get married, I didn't need a ring.
On the 14th we had lunch plans and those got cancelled on me. I was a little confused as to why, but he made up some story that I believed. I once again wasn't getting a proposal. Dinner time had passed by too, and he still had not come by my house. I was getting a little aggravated. He called me and asked me to put a pot of water on to boil and we'd make pasta. He came by with roses, and apologized for being so late. I just sit down and let him take care of dinner since he's ruined our plans he can make dinner. Then he yells to me from the kitchen that I didn't put enough water in. And I'm yelling back to him that of course I did, and I curse a little under my breath.
So I walk into the kitchen and there's my 17 month old daughter walking around with a little box. She cried when I took it away from her. He technically didn't really ask me, but he says I've made him rehearse what he'd say so many times that he didn't need to again. But I'm glad that he incorporated my little girl because even though she's not biologically his I know that he's a going to be a great stepfather to her.
My husband and I met online in the latter part of 2003 and officially started dating on December 23, 2003. During our first year of dating, he kept making a joke about how after a year I couldn't be his girlfriend anymore and that he'd have to move on. At that time, my husband was self-employed as a web consultant/webmaster and he knew of my desire to learn HTML, Photoshop, etc.
Prior to a few years ago, we would always have my stepson the week prior to Christmas and would celebrate the holiday during that time. That year, we celebrated on December 17th. After my stepson opened his presents and went to bed, my husband and I decided to exchange presents. He had mine stacked in a neat little pile with a large box on the bottom. After opening a few unmentionables and some other things, I came to the large box. I opened the box and it was filled with his tutorial books on HTML, etc. I was so excited that he was going to teach me. He proceeds to tell me to take out all of the books, so I did. Under the books was another wrapped box. I unwrap this box and taped to the outside is a note that says "It's almost December 23rd." I open the box and there's another wrapped box inside. I unwrap this box and taped to this one is another note that says "So, you can't be my girlfriend anymore." I open the box and there's another wrapped box inside. I unwrap this box and taped to this one is another note that says "But, I have an idea that will allow me to keep you around for a bit longer." I open the box and there's a ring box inside with a note that says "Will you marry me?"
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