Memories.... light the corners of my mind.... misty, watercolor memories... of the way, we were....
Today at lunch, we somehow started talking about proposals. One of my co-workers had this amazing proposal, something any girl would love! Her husband was waiting for her in her classroom when she arrived one Friday morning (she's a teacher). He said, you have a substitute on the way, write up your plans and lets go! They spent a romantic day, and night, at the beach and a nice hotel where they got engaged. The next night, they were supposed to have dinner with friends but he had another surprise-- an engagement party for all their family and friends.
What a great proposal!!!!!
And then in my wanderings today, I clicked upon this. I hope that woman loved her proposal too!
So I started thinking about my own proposal- the only one I ever plan on getting- and how I ruined it for myself!....
Adam and I designed my ring. I really loved this process and sure it took some of the surprise out but, I picked my own ring and love it as much today as I did over 10 years ago! WELL... on the day the ring was set to be finished, Adam was supposed to pick me up and we were going to go get the ring together. But when he arrived at my house, he told me he'd forgotten his checkbook at home, 45 MINUTES AWAY! I thought we would have to drive all the way to his house and then back again before getting my ring! SO- I started looking around his car for the checkbook. Adam is a notorious joker and I was sure he had the checkbook but wanted to joke around for some reason. I checked under the seat, I checked the glove compartment, I was turning around to check the backseat when he stopped me. He reached in the center console (which I had forgotten he had and I never would have checked there) and he pulled out a little white jewelery box. Right there, at the stop light at Book Road and Route 75, we got engaged. In his car. And we went to Subway for lunch afterward (also the site of our first date so slightly more romantic than it sounds).
Who knows what his proposal would have been, could have been, should have been.
But I still have a good story to tell!
2 comments:
Or mine, dressed in a sports bra, and shorts during band camp!! You are celebrating 10 years this May as well! What a difference 10 years makes. I remember your wedding and Q getting laryngitis!
that' comment was from me, Sarah Shepherd by the way!
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