- 6 years ago
- Wedding: July 2014
Hello once again everyone! Everyone was dying to hear more about my proposal to him, how it went, reactions, They wanted MORE! Luckily, I got pictures the whole way through the hunt. Stupidly I was hiding my face and shut my camera off when he actually opened the box. Sorry, *blushes* So here is the FULL story, details galore, and pictures.
He came home around 5:30 from work. My mom had happened to stop by to drop off a package that I accidentally had shipped to her house. It was a Victoria’s Secret legging and t-shirt set, that I was going to wear as PJs for Christmas morning, so if I happened to end up in a picture, I’d look cute. Stupid, I know, the little ideas I get in my head, I wonder sometimes. They sent me the wrong ones, I ordered gray leggings with a sparkly red shirt, Christmas and cute? Right? Nope, I got purple leopard. They are cute, don’t get me wrong. But will never see the light of day, and have been named my “comfy gaming pants.” He got home and actuallly snuck up behind my mom and scared her, too perfect. He hasn’t been the quickest to accept my mother, for she hasn’t been all that motherly lately, or really, ever for that matter. But, he tries, some days it’s obvious he wants her to get the eff out, some days he is a little more welcoming. He was doing pretty good that day, probably because she gave him a pill to relieve his back. Jokes on us though, nothing helps my future hubby’s (!!!!) back. I tried to get her to scram, I had proposing to do! None of my family knows, just a couple close friends.
I warmed up a quick dinner and he showered. He got out and dressed, ate, and then I just had to ask, “Babe, are we still doing one present? Because I am so nervous right now that I am about to poop myself.” He ran in to the bedroom, and told me to cover my eyes. How is he so sneaky? How does he get this stuff in the house?! Then again, I was hiding a proposal and diamond ring right under his nose, so I really have no room to talk. But, what closet was it even in? I have my work pants in one closet, and all my regular clothes in the other… so am I that oblivious? Mind fuck over here.
I took the blanket I had wrapped around me, and dove under it, because I know I would cheat and peek. I HATE opening presents infront of people. Absolutely hate it, and hate nothing more. Even if I genuinely LOVE what someone got me, I feel like my reaction never seems genuine. I was taught to always act excited, and like you love it, because it really is the thought that counts. But, it is so nerve splitting. He had to beg me to come out from under my blanket. I was acting like a 2 year old and wouldn’t come out. The threat of putting it back and not getting it until christmas got me out fast though. I popped out and found a Build-a-Bear box. Just like I asked! He got me my Army bear! To cuddle and love when he goes away for drill.
Purca wanted to pose as well. This picture is proof I can’t keep my presents around that tree nice for the life of me. All the bows are smashes and paper clawed at. They are lucky I love their furball nugget selves. I got to decorate my bear’s house with stickers. 🙂 Her name is Princess Fluffy Butt, the bear, not the cat. He said it is me, an Army bear. I was almost through the whole enlistment process, all my paperwork signed, ASVAB passed with flying colors, could get any job I wanted, and then 4 months into the process, I was disqualified for a birth defect that was surgically corrected, that I told them about from day 1. I was born with my feet backwards, club food and tibial torsion. You wouldn’t notice unless I told you, but I was still disqualified. Plus I just love the Army bear because he is still enlisted, and was deployed to Iraq when he was just 18.
Princess Fluffy Butt came we with own birth certificate. Born 11/30/12, 14 inches, 9 ounces, cream, brown eyes, belongs to me, Alyssa, and stuffed with love by “Sir Reginald.” He actually went through the whole heart ceremony too, which apparently you put a little red hear in it, and wish something on it, or something. I am kind of sad I missed it, it seems really cute. He also recorded a voice message in..
“Princess Fluffy Butt! This is Sir Reginald. I love you so much! Everday! I hope this reminds you of me when I am off being a hero, THE LOVE!”
All inside jokes, I laughed so hard I cried. Seriously the BEST PRESENT EVER. I kept making it talk, and cuddled it to sleep this morning. He said the lady at the store was lauughing at him so hard the whole time, and was so excited for this bear that she demanded he come back in to tell her how much I liked it, and actually was begging him to work there! He is really outgoing to begin with, I could only imagine how much fun he had with it.
Next came his. Ah. I almost backed out so many times. He started to open the first clue ine the box, but then I remembered I didn’t put our ring box in the freezer! So I had to make him close his eyes, and heard it. So, I ruined it a little, but not too bad. ..”Babe? Babe, what the hell are you putting in the freezer? Babe? The fuck?”
He was not too keen on me taking pictures. But I told him I had to. He said if I did he would make this mean serious face in all of them. You’ll see that it didn’t work. Oh, he is so big bad and intimidating. Right, and I am a little mermaid. I WISH I would have gotten a picture of his face when he thought he had to dig through the litter.
Look how relieved he is that he didn’t dig in the litter. He was also laughing at all the pirate lingo I added to each clue. He seemed to be making a big joke out of it, reading them in pirate lingo…and then crawling to each clue. I don’t know how crawling is pirate like, maybe someone stole his peg leg? I rolled with it.
Also relieved he didn’t have to go search outside in the dark. “Babe, when did you hide these? Have I missed them this whole time?” Haha, should have told him yes, but I hid them a little before he got home. Sorry for all the buttshots lady’s. He kept sticking it out on purpose, once again, trying to prevent me from taking his pictures. His fine little butt would’t stop that.
this is propbably the cutest thing of the whole proposal. He couldn’t figure out who his “pirate crew” were. He was thinking it was bt group pictures of him deployed. So he was asking our other cat, Luca, where it would be. “Luca, come on, help me, you watched her hide them! who is my pirate crew?” But that is not all.
Luca decided to join in the fun, but had to potty first. “Luca, Luca where are you?! This is a team effort. Oh, your pottying. Ok well hurry up.”
He waited for her! Haha. “Luca hurry up! Are you coming or not?”
He found his pirate crew. The crew led him to the freezer, which he heard me open from the start. I don’t have a picture of that, That is when my nerves were starting to set in. POOP ALERT. Kidding, I was doing fine bowel wise. Just sweating buckets, and he noticed it too.
There is the god awful pants. Heck yes I wore them anyway. That doesn’t matter though. The look of pure joy and excitement, and just, happiness reading my love letter makes my heart skip a beat and the world stop. Seriously, look how happy he looks?
I don’t have any pictures of him opening the box, once aain, nerves. I hid like when he was presenting his gift to me. He was confused. So confused. The first thing he said was “Babe, isn’t this the wrong way around?” All I was thinking was, shit shit shit shit shit. I responded with, “Sorta, but we aren’t traditional anyway. But that isn’t an answer babe.” …” Yes, Yes of course. You know I want to marry you. I told you that. I was just waiting so I had enough money to get you something nice, like, this ring is REALLY nice, now I have to go all out for you for Christmas.” I went on to tell him he could keep the ring, or we could return it and pick one out together, so if he wanted to do it, he could, so I wouldn’t steal his thunder. He said “there is no thunder to steal, and I don’t care what anyone thinks. I am telling Will (his best friend across the counrty) and everyone at work tomorrow,”
So, I don’t think it fullly set in yet, for either of us. Haha. We layed on the floor there and hugged for what seemed like an eternity! We have decided to keep it quiet for a little while, until my new job is figured out, and until we come up with a way to tell our family. For some reason he thinks my dad will kill him, but my dad loves him! The details are being worked out, and I still need a necklace to wear it on so I don’t damage it at work, old and new job are dirty and hard on the hands.
Also, he called me his wife the rest of the night. So, Ladies, I am engaged, and although he I didn’t get the, “OMG YES” with tears, let’s face it, he’s a guy, and he he had every right to be a little confused, I am HAPPILY ENGAGED.