I realize I’m a long-time lurker and nobody here likely even recognizes my username, but last night my boyfriend of 5.5 years proposed to me, and I was completely surprised! EEEE!!!
So today, I am completely useless at work, and I feel like I have to tell the whole world! happy dance
Here’s the story, in case anyone is interested:
We’ve been talking for a long time about wedding stuff, particularly since Christmas, because of some family-related stuff (my sister got engaged last fall, so we have to work around her wedding; we’re in a wedding this fall for some of our best friends; his brother is going to be in the states for 10 months doing language training for his next foreign service assignment (Latvia). So we’d pretty much already settled on a time (Fall of 08) but I had no idea he was planning to propose soon (he told me “within the next year”).
We’ve also been looking at (and talking about) rings and stones for over a year.
On Monday, I came home from work to find a box with a suspicious return address on the back porch. I didn’t investigate too closely, not wanting to ruin any surprise that I knew he wanted to do. So when he got home from school that night I told him “there’s a box on your dresser” and he said “o rly?” and then he disappeared into the bedroom for a while and came back out with a big smile on his face.
So I was a little suspicious. We had decided a few weeks ago to go out to dinner on February 15 (Valentine’s day is for amateurs; he’s been a server for a long time and knows how tough VDay can be for a restaurant, and it’s a lot easier to get a reservation and good service the day after). So I decided to surprise him on Wednesday, and I made him a really nice dinner and dessert that we ate when he got home from class that night. After dessert he said “Do you want your present now?” and I said “I thought you were giving it to me tomorrow.” He said “You might want it for tomorrow,” and went into the bedroom and came out with a pretty box. Inside were peridot earrings and a pendant and I squeed a little. So pretty! And obviously, that’s what must have been in the mysterious box.
So I totally was not expecting anything but a nice dinner last night, and he surprised me by taking me to a REALLY nice restaurant (Denver Chop House, for Denver-area dopers). We had wine and dinner and he insisted on ordering dessert. In between dinner and dessert, he took my silver claddagh I’ve been wearing for 5 years (on my right hand of course) and did a magic trick with it (he’s been doing slight-of-hand type tricks since he was a kid, but usually with cards and coins). Anyhow, this was a trick with a napkin, and he took my silver ring and turned it into one made of white gold with a sapphire and asked me to marry him! WHEEEEE!!! I was totally shocked and didn’t even realize what was happening until he opened the napkin with the pretty new ring. It was totally HIM to propose that way, and I was thrilled, and surprised, and I’m having a hard time doing anything at work today but looking at my hand.
Completely mundane and pointless (to everyone but me!) but I just had to share.
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