- 7 years ago
I just got engaged this past Saturday and am convinced there’s gotta be a cloud higher than #9 ‘cause I’m on it!
Here’s a little back-story: A while back, my now FI (loving saying that!) was showing me around his hometown and mentioned how he’d always wanted to dance in a gazebo in front of car headlights with the radio playing. Of course I thought he thought he was being Mr. Smooth Operator and trying to win some points. We drove around in the dark for a while, looking for a gazebo. At the time, it didn’t even dawn on me that this was his hometown; if there was one, he should’ve known where it was and went straight to it. A few minutes after we had given up, we were driving back to his place and I saw a gazebo in the distance; I got so excited, thinking it was a total serendipitous thing and practically squealed at him to pull over. I remember him being nonchalant about it, just giving a little smile, and I thought, “Well, geez. You said you wanted to find one!” It didn’t even hit me until we almost parked his truck that he pulled one over on me. This RARELY happens and got such a kick out of it. Needless to say, it was a very romantic, gag-inducing-it-was-so-sweet time. 🙂
Fast forward to this weekend: I was sick with the flu last week and just started feeling better when I saw him on Saturday. We had a little tiff the weekend before about an engagement timeline and while getting ready that morning I specifically thought, “Well, it ain’t happening this weekend so he’s getting half-done hair and jeans with a sweatshirt”. I get to his place and just wanted to lie around on the couch, taking it easy while getting my strength back. He was adamant on going out to do something… all of his suggestions were something physical and I said, “Honey, thanks for making an effort on an activity, but I’m afraid I might throw-up if I overdo it” and insisted we stay home for the night. Well, we decided to go out to eat and then mentioned he had a “treat” for me; I immediately asked if it was chocolate. He laughed and said I’d have to wait. Now, I’m usually a bloodhound and can put things together quickly and for some reason, the gazebo popped into my head and asked if he was gonna take me out dancing again. He sighed and jokingly told me I ruin everything! When we left for dinner, it was starting to rain… by the time we left, it had gotten pretty heavy. I said since it was so cold and wet, we could just go home but let him know I appreciated the thought of dancing. After hem-hawing around it for a few minutes, I decided to give in and let him have his moment. On the way there, we talked about his classes for school and he mentioned how he “feels ENGAGED when he sits in the front” and doesn’t have to deal with any distractions. When he said the E word, my stomach dropped and I so badly wanted to say something, but didn’t want to ruin the night since he clearly was using it differently! We get there and were awkwardly but sweetly dancing; I kept curling into him and repositioning his arm to block the wind, lol. He asked me if he seemed nervous; I said no and wondered why he would ask such a silly question in the middle of our moment. He suddenly stopped dancing and said he wanted to ask me something….
So, right there, ladies… in the gazebo with the rain pouring down around us with his truck headlights on from a distance, he reached into his inner coat pocket and got down on one knee. He told me he wanted to make me his wife and didn’t know what he was waiting for, that he loved me. He said, “Life can be full of so many things that make it unbearable, but you make it bearable. So many things in life don’t make sense, but you make sense. Will you marry me?” Through tears and fits of giggles, I practically shouted yes! I then proceeded to jump up, down, and around like a little girl who got a pony for her birthday. Of course, this was a diamond pony and didn’t smell. 😉