A Ring - Finally
January 31st, 2007 @ 1:03 pm by Mrs. Kiwi
Part 1 was about the struggles getting the ring, Part 2 is about what happened next…
When Mr. Kiwi told me to take March 31st off, I kind of knew why. It was ten days after getting the ring, which was taunting me from somewhere inside our house. (By the way, having a lumberjack-tall BF who hid things very well sucked).
So, Mr. Kiwi told me we were going to Disneyland on March 31st. As you all know, Disneyland is my favorite place in the entire universe, and I am happy just to go. It was also where I knew he’d propose. I was so sure of it, I almost said “Don’t forget the ring” when we were packing up our things for the day.
According to his upbringing, Mr. Kiwi had to ask my dad for his permission, so he drove over and realized my dad wasn’t home. With thoughts of doing the permission thing on the sly, Mr. K called me to call my dad to tell him to go home. Quite the task, I tell you.
Once my dad got home, Mr. Kiwi started talking to him about this and that, and my dad went into the attic to get something down. He started handing Mr. Kiwi some old guns from WWII (family heirlooms). Mr. Kiwi took this chance to say, “Since you’ve armed yourself, I thought I’d ask for your daughter’s hand in marriage.” Who could say no to that?
When we got to Disneyland, I noticed Mr. Kiwi had a box-shaped item in his front zip-up pocket in his windbreaker. Come on. Was he serious? All I could think was, at least it’s zipped up. We had arrived at 9am, and were prepared to spend a nice day there, with minimal crowds, it being during school. We got lucky and were able to ride all the rides twice!
At every ride I was getting nervous, “Is it here?” thinking any second now he’d propose. Seconds turned into minutes, minutes into hours. We went from Disneyland to California Adventure and back - four times. We went on my favorite ride, the Haunted Mansion, twice. Then my next favorite ride, Indiana Jones. Nothing.
Finally, it was 9 ‘o clock pm. We’d been there for twelve hours and my feet were aching. A slight rain began to fall and I was exhausted. At this point I forgot about the ring, the thing that had caused me so much stress that day. We walked over to the castle, where Mr. Kiwi was dismayed to see it has been roped off from the fireworks. I said, “I think I’m ready to go, honey.” It was at this moment I turned around, saw him on his knees unzipping the kangaroo pouch in his jacket, holding out the box and asking me, “Will you be my wife? Will you marry me?”
Of course, I laughed and said yes, slightly tearing up. There was an actual crowd of people sitting behind us, and a few clapped (for real, man) and one man took our picture. Of course, it was hideous and I look like a moose, but we were engaged. On our way out, I bought a Minnie Mouse T-shirt to commemorate the day. It’s a little small in the boobs, but it’s a memory.
And that is how we got here. A car accident and an anxious girlfriend, sore feet and a little bit of rain… finally, a proposal in my favorite place in the world.
Did your engagement have a few snags in them? Was it how you always imagined?
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My now-fiance and I went to Disneyworld in April last year. At that point, I knew we were going to get married, but I didn’t think a proposal was all that imminent. However, before leaving, my boss asked me if I thought we were going to get engaged while we were away. I hadn’t actually thought about it, but once she put the idea in my mind, I kept wondering if he was going to get down on one knee in front of Cinderella’s castle. Of course he didn’t! Not his style. In the fall we went on a very romantic long weekend to Block Island. Again, no proposal, although there were many opportunities (in my opinion.)
So, was his proposal, when it came, everything I ever imagined, the best moment of my life? This is the scene I had envisioned: I, of course, would look beautiful, wearing a gorgeous dress, hair and makeup perfect. It would be an incredibly romantic moment in some amazingly lovely spot. My beloved would get down on one knee and tell me he couldn’t live without me and that I had to become his wife.
Wasn’t like that at all.
It happened in the doorway of our messy kitchen, after I had just gotten home from work and I was hungry, tired, looking a mess. He didn’t ask out loud, he left me a wrapped present on a seldom-used side table. I asked if I could unwrap it, he smiled, so I did. It contained a beautiful piece of the art pottery I collect (Ruskin) with a folded paper inside. I unfolded it, a ring fell out, but I was too busy reading to notice the ring much. The paper read: “Will you marry me? Check ‘yes’ or ‘no.’ P.S. I love you very much.”
It may not have been what I envisioned, but it was the best moment of my life. 
(So far, we haven’t had the wedding yet.)
Awwww, you know I love your proposal story Miss Kiwi! Sooooo cute!!!
About 6-8 months before we got engaged, my fiancee decided to take me to Tiffany’s to look at all the beautiful engagement rings. Although it was quite early in our relationship (approximately 7-9 months in), I got my hopes up a little bit. You don’t take a girl to Tiffany’s and not “seal the deal.” Then about a month before our engagement, he makes an off-hand comment about how cheesey it is to get engaged during the holidays. So he suggests that we wait until Jan-Mar of 2007. I’m more than a bit peeved but don’t say a thing. Then about a week before E-day, he reveals that he got me diamond earrings for Christmas. He also told me that they were arriving in the next week. So when I made plans with a friend coming in from out of town that following Friday, he freaked out and told me “we have plans.” I realized that he must be planning to take me out for dinner and give me the earrings. So I cancel plans with my girlfriend, who suspected that he was going to propose. I, however, was clueless.
So he comes to my apartment on Friday evening and gives me the earrings. They are gorgeous. I put them on as I am getting ready for the evening. Then he takes us to Gascogne, where we had our first date. He had stopped by earlier and left roses on the table and ordered a bottle of champagne. We had a toast to the holidays. Then asked me to step outside into there back courtyard, which is now closed off and has a christmas tree with white lights. I thought it was a little odd but seriously I think I was still groggy from the nap I took earlier. I didn’t really suspect anything. We get to the door to go outside and it’s blocked off by chairs. So I ask, “hunny, are you sure this is okay?” He assures me that it is. We step outside and it’s a relatively warm night for mid-December. We sip a little more bubbly by the christmas tree. Then he proposes to me right by where we sat a little over a year ago on a sunny afternoon. I stepped back in shock and immediately said, “yes, of course!”
If you’re wondering if the ring was from Tiffany’s, the answer is no. But it is the most gorgeous ring, I’ve ever seen. It is simple and elegant. I just love it. And we just purchased the wedding bands. I can’t wait to be Mrs. Almond!
yes our engagement had a snag… i walked away from him thinking he was joking around!!! pretty bad huh?!?!
read our engagement story…
wooops the link is wrong, this one is right…
http://www.theknot.com/ourwedding/MaySison&LyndonFerrer
May - funny funny!
Mrs. Kiwi, Los Angeles
Age and Occupation in 06: 27, Bookkeeper
Fiance's Age and Occupation: 27, P.E. Teach/Coach @ private schools in LA
Engagement Date: March 31, 2006
Wedding Date: November 3, 2007
Venue: Radisson Hotel
About Me: I'm a bookkeeper who failed high school algebra. I'm currently living in Los Angeles, literally a street over from where I grew up with Mr. Kiwi, my honey of three years. We have a jumbo mini-dachshund (seriously, he's huuuuge), and we're planning an autumn themed wedding on a shoestring, paid for by ourselves. The wedding date is my late grandma's birthday, I needed her there somehow, and that seemed like the best way for us. I can't believe I'm a Bee! I couldn't be more proud!
Me and my FI picked out the ring together from an online site. So I knew the ring was coming, but the guy from the company called and said since it was the holidays (this was around thanksgiving) it would probably come after. I was sad bc I wanted to be able to have it during family parties and such. I’m not sure if the guy underestimated shipping or if he meant to do that, but the ring actually came the day before thanksgiving and so my FI had time to surprise me! It was nice cause usually he’s not good at surprises. haha