- 5 years ago
Back in November, FH asked me if the weekend of December 1st would be a good weekend for us to get away to our lake house in Wisconsin before the craziness of the holidays truly began. We had nothing planned, so we wrote it in the calendar and I didn’t think much of it. We both love going up there and it was just sweet that he wanted to go up just the two of us. I hadn’t been feeling well all week leading up to Friday, and was looking forward to a relaxing weekend. I googled Lake Geneva to see if they would have their Christmas lights up, and saw that this past weekend was actually their festival of lights parade. I mentioned this to FH and he gave a vague response, as if he didn’t really care. (Little did I know that he purposefully picked that weekend to go up and had been planning!)
As an aside, FH and my stepdad had been up to the lake the weekend before to go fishing. I started to think that maybe he had set something up while they were there, or that he had hidden a ring there. We had ring shopped a few months ago, and I knew a purchase was either in the works or forthcoming, but didn’t want to know any details and wanted him to be able to plan to propose any way he wanted, even though he knew I would say yes. I didn’t want to think he was going to do it every time we were going somewhere, so I was trying to just be calm knowing it would happen when it happened.
We got up to Wisconsin Friday night around 8:30 and just had a relaxing night. I started to think I was definitely over thinking things and that he wasn’t going to propose. He wasn’t acting weird or nervous and there was no secretive behavior on his end. The next morning, we got up, went to breakfast and spent the day going through the little antique shops and Christmas stores. We stopped home, freshened up and got ready, and headed in to Lake Geneva. We have gone up there many times (its 15 minutes from the lake house) so we have a little routine, the shops we like to hit, etc. When it got close to 5, we lined up to watch the parade. About halfway through, FH suggested we take a walk down by the lake. We wandered away from the parade route, and the rest of the little town was quiet since the roads were blocked off and everyone was watching the parade. He walked us down and toward a horse drawn carriage and for a second my heart stopped. But we continued right past it, down to the lake, around and back to the parade. He thought I was suspicious and he was just totally f-ing with me!
He had made reservations at a restaurant which we had been wanting to go to for a while. I didn’t know, but he had planned this weeks ago, and had e-mailed with the staff and arranged for us to sit at the only table by the window. We enjoyed dinner and a bottle of wine, but when it came time for dessert, he wanted to leave, but promised we would go to my favorite chocolate shop instead, so I agreed. We got the check, but then he started stalling, saying he needed to drink some more water to sober up (he was fine, he was just waiting.) We had had such a nice night that I didn’t mind. About ten minutes later, he was ready to go, and we got up to leave. As we walked outside, a horse and carriage had just pulled up, which was not odd since it is a super touristy destination and Christmas time.
He came onto the sidewalk with me, got down on one knee, and asked me to marry him. Between the unseasonably warm weather (it was about 55 degrees), the Christmas lights everywhere, and the bottle of red wine we consumed, my head just started swimming and it was just perfect. The lights started to go all blurry as I teared up and of course said yes. He shakily put the ring on my finger and I was like “gahhhhhhhhhhhh holy sh*t!” Then all of the staff from the restaurant came pouring out and screamed “Congratulations!” and we got into the carriage and went for a ride around the lake. It was so “him” and so sweet that he had planned everything. We called our parents and family and then got dropped off back at his car. We drove to the Grand Geneva, which is the main resort in town, and the entire grounds were decorated for Christmas, which he knew. We drove through slowly and looked at the lights, then stopped at the main lobby which has a gorgeous bar. We got champagne and sat by the fire, listened to the piano, and toasted.
The ring is more than I could have dreamed of! He knew I wanted a solitaire, becaue I have always thought they were timeless and elegant, and I just love the idea of a solitaire engagement ring with a wedding band of delicate pave diamonds. Well he went above and beyond on my 2.15 Carat beauty!!!