Wedding Blog

as of friday, august 19th we’re officially engaged. woohoo!

i left work with hanyoung on friday a little past 5. as we went our separate ways i called up c on my cell. he told earlier that day that he had a client visit and that he was probably going to get out of work early and go grocery shopping.

c: what up babe
me: hi hun.
c: where you at
me: at wtc path
c: you done work?
me: yeah. can you pick me up at pavonia station? my feet hurt from my new shoes
c: no
me: shut up. for real hun
c: for real no. i can’t do it.
me: shut up hun. stop playing
c: ok bye
me: WAIT! you’re bein for real?!
c: yes. can’t do it.
me: why not?
c: i just can’t
me: but why not?
c: *sigh* cause it’s a surprise!!!
me: ….ok fine

ok it’s not me going into princess mode people. i have 2 blisters on my feet. damn new shoes. plus the last time he said he had a surprise for me I got a new bottle of midol for pms and cramps. so i get home, open the door and all i hear are pots banging around in the kitchen and as i’m taking off my shoes all i hear is “DON’T COME IN THE KITCHEN! DON’T COME IN THE KITCHEN!!” relax son, i’m not gonna blow your cover. hahah it’s cute how he gets excited about surprises. now, he makes me dinner all the time but if he says that it’s a “surprise” there’s a reason behind it. so i asked him what the special occasion was. he said it was cause i was doing so well tryin to quit smoking. awwww….. so i’m in study room and mind you i haven’t eaten all day so i ask him if i can eat my usual daily snack which is crackers, cheese, and sausage. he says “no and if you do i’m gonna get really mad!” chi~ don’t threaten me! ok fine. so i check my emails and he comes out carryin this little plate of6 pieces of shrimp evenly spaced out with cocktail sauce in the middle. i said “are you gonna eat with me?” he said “a chef’s work is never done” and then leaves to go to the kitchen. so i eat by myself. he comes out to make sure i’m done, takes my empty plate and goes back to the kitchen. he brings out 2 bowls of noodles. he calls it egg noodles in black bean sauce with asparagus and shitake mushrooms. AND he points out that all the ingredients that he used were organic. we eat together. he’s being really sweet. i’m thinking i should quit smoking more often. for reals yo. after we’re done that he takes the empty plates back to the kitchen and comes out with 2 wine glasses and a bottle of sparkling cider (we have a wine rack that has bottles of wine and liquor for him and 2 bottles of sparkling cider for moi). our wine glasses are dusty since we never use them so he went back to the kitchen to wash them and then comes back with a towel on one arm like an actual server, pours me 2 sips worth, waits for me to swirl it in the glass as if were real wine, then waits for me to taste before he starts filling up my glass. we drink together and then he goes “would you like to know what the main course of the evening is?” sure!!

c: tonight’s special is a pan seared tuna served medium rare, encrusted with pepercorn and thymes
me: thyme. it’s not plural
c: fuck you it will also be served with sauteed squash.
me: how lovely.
c: and dinner will be followed with dessert and coffee
me: i love dessert and coffee. wait can we drink coffee this late?
c: it’s ok. it’s friday night. i only have the best coffee for my yuja chingoo.
me: oh yeah?
c: yes. it’s maxwell house
me: oooooooh!

so after he served dinner (where he pointed out that all the ingredients were organic 2 more times), we ate and then he asked me if i wanted to have coffee and dessert in the living room instead of the study. so we moved over to the living room and as he’s pouring the coffee he asked me if i’d cut the cake. the cake was in box with a tissue paper taped to the top window of the box.

me: why is this taped to the top of the box
c: i don’t know
me: did it come like this?
c: yeah.
me: why would they do this it doesn’t make sense.
c: i don’t know. can you just cut me a slice

so i open the box and sitting straight up in the icing is my engagement ring. awwwwwwwwww…. he grabs my left hand takes the ring out of the box. looks at it, notices there’s icing all over the bottom of the ring, gives it to me and says…

“lick it!”

yes. that’s what he said. lick it. SO ROMANTIC I ALMOST PEE PEE IN MY PANTS! hahaha j/k. so, i lick it, give it back to him, he slides it on my finger and says those 4 magic words “will you marry me?” and i laughed and said “nooooooooooooo” then we kissed and laughed and he said “for real?” and i said “of course i will” silly boy.

afterwards we’re in this funny argument cause he said he got down on his knees. um HELLO! we were both on BOTH of our knees because we were having coffee and cake at the coffee table which is FLOOR level! hello! i’m not gonna give you points for that. only we would argue about something so stupid after a very beautiful moment. hahaha…..go figure.