- 6 years ago
- Wedding: June 2013
My version of what happened:
I knew it was going to happen. I am like a detective, and I collect clues until everything adds up. I hate surprises, so I do my best to ruin them.
On August 1, 2007, Chad asked me to be his girlfriend on a psuedo-hike. He took me to the St. Louis Heights’ Air Chair, overlooking Manoa Valley (see picture below).
August 1, 2007
Last year (2011), early summer time, my mom started a wedding account in my name to begin saving money for a wedding in the event that I ever got married. By October, there was about $2,000 in there (the maximum was going to be $5,000). In October, my family flew to California to celebrate my brother’s Marine Corps Boot Camp graduation. Some kind of strange, explosive chemistry happens when my parents and I get together, and I ended up arguing with my mom about something, and she asked for her $2,000 dollars back.
Clue 1: For my birthday this year, Chad didn’t have a gift for me. He said it was coming in the mail. I wasn’t upset, seeing as how I received my Christmas gift about three weeks late.
Clue 2: My mom called on my birthday to see if I wanted to open back up that wedding account. I told her no. I later told Chad about the conversation and he did not sound completely adverse to the idea. Then he started saying pre-nuptual a lot, because he likes Kanye West’s lyric “We want pre-nup!”
Clue 3: The night before he asked, I was having dinner for a friend’s birthday. Chad gave me his obligatory, work-night 8:30 P.M. phone call and informed me that I had better not get too drunk because we are definitely going hiking tomorrow. The reason this phone call was a red flag is because Chad never makes plans a day in advance. He is that much of a commitment-phobe. He is always concerned about the weather, how tired he’ll be, craigslisting, the wind speed and direction, surfing–in short, he has a million excuses as to why he can’t do something the next day, so I knew something was up.
Clue 4: When he came home in the morning, I decided to test my theory. I knew he would never, ever, propose to me in front of anyone–he is just that shy with his emotions–so I began to ask him if we could invite pretty much every single couple I knew to go hiking with us. He had an excuse for everyone (I don’t know what to talk about with him, I don’t think she likes hiking, I don’t want him to feel like a third-wheel) and at one point, just repeatedDon’t invite anyone! over and over and over again.
So we went hiking, just us and the baby. We had been wanting to do Honopu Ridge Trail after a friend suggested it, and because it was “visually stunning” according to the internet. After about two hours, we reached the cliff-side view of the Na Pali Coast. He was waiting there for me, petting Koko’s neck. As I approached, he stood straight up and said, “I have your birthday present.”
I said, “Then give it to me.”
“First of all, it’s not real. Second of all, you have to promise me you won’t go crazy. Third of all, don’t over do it.”
Of course by now, I had seen what was in his hand and would have promised to turn myself inside out if it meant I would get that ring, so you could say I wasn’t really listening. I did hear the it’s not real part, though. He had Koko carry the ring to propose with down the ridge but he wanted me to later go pick a ring that I’d like better. Then he got down on both knees and asked if I would marry him, and I asked him if he was sure he wanted to do this, and he said yes, so I said yes. Then we hugged and kissed and I thought I would cry but I didn’t, so I laid down on the ground and looked at the sky because that seemed like the second most romantic thing I could have done at that moment.
January 21, 2012
Then we ate apples and crackers and hiked back to the top. I began talking non-stop about the wedding, and doing all those things he made me promise not to do like go crazy and over-doing it etc, and he began to immediately regret his decision.
Chad’s Version (I am sure this is what he is thinking):
She wore me down.
Our Happy Feet