Post # 1
i always love telling our engagement story: it was summer and we always went on walks in the park around sunset. this day we didnt walk our usual path instead we walked into delaware park in the rose garden ( it had started to rain) his shoe was untied so he bent down and got on one knee and asked me to marry him it was perfect.
whats your story?
Post # 3
Mine was really weird, but super sweet! He proposed in our driveway becuase thats where he knew he wanted to be with me forever. I’m not one for big fancy things, and I definitely wasn’t expecting it, so it worked out 🙂
Post # 4
@mandauhhxo: thats cute. not weird i like the meaning
Post # 5
It was on our 3 year anniversary, we went for a walk on the beach at sunset, but he couldn’t do it then because there were people EVERYWHERE, and it was really cloudy, so after dinner we went for a walk on the beach again, the clouds had disappeared, the beach was deserted, he got down on one knee in the sand 🙂
Post # 6
My Fi proposed to me in front of Cinderella’s Castle!!! It was the best!!
Post # 7
We are big outdoorsy people. We were hiking and he proposed on a cliff side overlooking the st. Croix river. The hike back was amazing, couldn’t stop smiling 🙂
Post # 8
We had a long distance relationship, and my DH planned to travel to my city unexpectedly the day prior to our scheduled vacation together (we booked and stayed in separate rooms on the vacation, by the way — just needed to state that for the record! :), and propose to me at my office. However, a last-minute business trip for me interrupted his plans. Not really knowing my area very well, he made reservations at a restaurant to which we had once gone previously with some of my friends and ended up proposing to me there.
The unexpected change in my schedule meant that he had to call my cell phone as I was traveling back from the business trip and before I began packing for the vacation to tell me that he was coming to town early to surprise me by taking me to dinner prior to our trip. At that point, I obviously became suspicious, and I was both excited and flabbergasted, because I had a lot to do and had been planning to return some items to a store and wouldn’t have a chance to take a shower and re-do my hair prior to the reservation he had booked. I raced home, met him at my house, hurriedly changed into a pretty dress, fixed my make up, and quickly painted my nails for the big event I suspected was about to happen!
I initially was disappointed that he didn’t have the opportunity to propose in the way he had envisioned. However, I subsequently decided that “Plan B” turned out to be even better! The only sad thing is that the restaurant subsequently has gone out of business, so we can never go back again. 🙁
Post # 9
@vintagefair: Aww! That’s where my stepson proposed to my stepdaughter-in-law! 🙂
Post # 10
Let me begin by saying my dad has called me Murphy (Murphy’s law states “anything that can go wrong, will”) for as long as I can remember so this actually is a very fitting situation for my proposal story.
Eric, my fiancé (that’s still weird), and I planned a 10 day vacation across Ireland, Northern Ireland & Scotland from March 21-30 – we were to take various guided day tours throughout all three countries so that we really got to see everything and so that we didn’t have to drive. Our first day, the day we arrived, was fantastic. We checked into our hotel and began exploring Dublin on foot. That evening I had arranged for us to have dinner at The Brazen Head, which is in the oldest building in Ireland (part of the building dates back to 1198). We enjoyed a fantastic meal and an evening filled with Irish folklore.
The next day we woke up at the god awful hour of 5am to take a day tour down to county Cork and the Blarney Stone. We got directions from the receptionist and headed to our pickup spot in the freezing rain (it should be noted that multiple times we were told that the snow/rain/hail was unseasonable for this time of year – Murphy’s law). About 15 minutes into our walk we realized the receptionist gave us bogus directions so we ducked into a cafe & got new directions…which were also wrong (Murphy…again). I was wet and cold at that point (also still tired from our flight) so we flagged down a cab and got dropped off on the other side of town at this broken down looking church and waited for our tour guide. For the next 20 minutes we watched as bus after bus of eager tourists took off on their various adventures as Eric & I stood in the rain. Finally someone from the tour company, who was leading a tour to the Cliffs of Moher (where we were headed the following day) informed us that our tour guide would be around soon and that he was going to hang around for another 10 minutes “just in case”. Well, turns out our tour guide was still asleep and was cancelling our tour but we were more than welcome to swap tours and join the tour to the Cliffs (MURPHY!). Not wanting to loose out on money that I had already paid, said yes & headed for the bus…Eric stoop in the rain dumbfounded, insisting that we go as planned and take that day to relax and hang around the city – head for the Cliffs tomorrow. Normally I’m the uptight one, always insisting that we follow the schedule so at this point I knew something was up. Eventually Eric caved, probably because I barked that if we didn’t go I’d be out over $200 & we’d miss out on part of the country. We enjoyed our day tour and the Cliffs were stunning but something was off, Eric was super edgy.
The tour ended and after a long, cold & wet day we made our way back to our hotel. While peeling off our freezing jeans and soaking wet sweaters Eric dug into his suitcase, produced a gorgeous ring and asked me to marry him. Over dinner he explained why he had been acting so weird…he had planned on asking while the following day, at the Cliffs. He had hired a photographer & arranged for a champagne celebration immediately following – since we obviously wouldn’t be at the Cliffs tomorrow, he had to cance everything.
It’s not how Eric (or I) really thought it would happen but I’m thrilled that I get to marry the love of my life. In the end, it’s actually fitting that this is our story. Slainte fellow bees!!
Post # 11
In our old living room, right before we watched the Bachelorette finale. We had been swimming all day at my parents house and celebrating my dad’s birthday, and I was in pajamas and had no makeup on.
It was very us, though. 🙂
And yes, we watched the Bachelorette finale as soon as we called and told everyone the news. My FI joked he should have waited until the guys were on their knees on the screen, which would have been funny but clearly not necessary.
Post # 12
My FI proposed at home. We were hanging out in our audio room (we converted a guest bedroom for our turntable, CD player, and speakers), and my FI wanted to put a record on. Right as he turned the amp on, one of the vacuum tubes blew out and we couldn’t use it. I shrugged it off and decided to read instead. FI disappeared for a bit and returned with the ring. We also got the amp fixed just last weekend.
Also as a fun side story, I really had a hunch that he was going to propose at a music festival in October, We go to this festival every year and it’s really sentimental to us. FI told me that he was going to propose then but couldn’t decide on a ring in time. So he waited until end of November instead 🙂
Post # 13
FI and I met at a hockey game – we were fans of the same team and I had mutual friends who sat behind him and FBIL. The building has been demolished as of 2010, but it’s important to us. It’s now a parking lot, but it’s still history for us and history for the team.
FI asked me sheepishly if I’d be willing to meet him there on NYE. I asked why, he evaded and asked me if I would be there. I said sure? Why not? My neurotic mind goes crazy – hamster wheel is truly turning here! I obsess all day about if this is *it*, FI thinks he’s sooooooo slick. Still thinks he fooled me, lol.
Anyway, I haul ass out of work and walk there (I work very close to the parking lot and the stadiums). He meets me with a hammer in his hand and a “geode”. He is wearing his crazy video camera glasses, which I thought was weird, but he’s an Aquarius LOL. They’re all a little out there. I hammer at the damn thing for 15 minutes…FI ends up yanking the ring out because he was scared it cracked and then he proposed.
It’s on video forever. We must have looked so weird hacking at a piece of rock IN A PARKING LOT for almost 20 minutes, haha! I love that he went through all that trouble. I still have the “geode”.
Post # 14
It was 4 days ago on my birthday at home we had come back from dinner just before cutting the cake FI went on one knee and asked me to marry him I couldnt stop smiling and I said yes. We have been dating 5 1/2 years.
Post # 15
- Wedding: June 2013 - Country Club
He proposed to me in front of my freshman year dorm where we had our first kiss. 🙂 It was perfect and sweet.
Post # 16
He proposed Nov. 21, 2012. It was 7 years to that date that we met, which I was surprised he remembered. He stayed home from work, because he just wanted to take a day for himself. When I got home he had made dinner, which it wasnt a surprise to me, because whenever he stays home he cooks. We ate, we then started to talk about our future plans for our house and so on and then next thing I know he is hugging me and telling me that he cant wait for us to be a family and then he goes down on one knee and popped the question. I cried so much before I said yes and before i even saw my ring. lol…