Mrs. Tiramisu, Annapolis, MD/Maine
Age and Occupation: 26, Eye Doctor
Fiance's Age and Occupation: 26, Project Manager/Real Estate Management grad student
Engagement Date: May 15, 2007
Wedding Date: July, 2008
Blogging Since: March 4, 2008
Venue: Oceanfront lawn and tent
About Me: I was born and raised in Maine, now living in Annapolis, Maryland and planning a hometown wedding from afar. I’m nothing short of obsessed with wedding planning, and am loving the do-it-yourself madness that has now taken over my life! As for me, I’m a craft-loving, martini-drinking, girly-girl who loves traveling, photography, my schnauzer, and above all, spending time with Mr. Tiramisu.
E N G A G E D!
March 7th, 2008 @ 9:25 am by Mrs. Tiramisu
Ok so technically I’ve been engaged now for nine months, but oh man, I can still remember the excitement like it was yesterday. Not exactly a surprise (I’d been gently nudging/harrassing Mr. Tiramisu in that direction for almost a year), I woke up on the morning that was to be my engagement day with butterflies in my stomach, and a hopeful smile on my face! I carefully blow dried my hair, wore a cute outfit to work, and even made sure my nails looked ok- just in case it was to be THE DAY! And let’s just say that I know Mr. Tiramisu pretty well, (seven years together will do that to you) because lo-and-behold, it was!
I tried to act nonchalant on the phone when he called me after work to see if I wanted to eat dinner out that night, but on the inside I was doing little cartwheels. I tried to act surprised and unaware when he made some lame excuses about running late and said he’d pick me up, but my mind was running a mile a minute. I was a grinning Miss Tiramisu when he picked me up (on a boat, no less!) and took me a special spot in the bay where he had first told me he loved me, about six years before. It was a perfect night with a perfect sunset, perfect ring, and the perfect-for-me-man.
And so began the adventure of planning the perfect - for us - wedding!
Did you know when your proposal was coming?
17 Responses to “E N G A G E D!”
I had NO idea it was going to happen when it did. My fiance and I had been together (at that point) for almost 8 1/2 years (since I was 16 and he was 17). It was 20 days after my 25th bday. I had been hoping against hope that he would ask me for my bday, and when he didn’t I had a feeling it would come at Christmas (my bday is at the end of June). One day, he said he had to go to his parents house to pick up a steam cleaner, and he didn’t wait for me to get home which cheesed me off lol. He came home about an hour later and we were just hanging out in the kitchen making a snack and I was harrassing him about getting engaged (as usual) and he responded with his usual “Five more years!”. I went and sat down in the living room, and the next thing I knew - he was down on one knee in front of me, asking me to marry him! It was a completely random day with no special meaning to us (until now of course!). He wanted me to have NO idea when it was coming, and he succeeded! He designed the ring completely by himself and had it made by our jeweller on the sly, and had gone to ask my parents for my hand right before he came home to ask me… it was perfect! I LOVED not knowing anything about the ring or the proposal - I wouldn’t have wanted to know at all!
he took me out to lunch the day of, when he knew he was on his way to the jeweler to pick up the ring.. he was super giddy, but I still didn’t get it. that night, he had all this fancy food to make dinner for us, and i STILL didn’t get it. not until he took my laptop off my lap and got down on his knees and said ‘i have something to ask you’.. my reaction was like “What?? now?? are we doing this?? oh my god!!” I was so excited and we were both crying and happy.. if i’m having a bad day, I can remember that night and it puts a big smile on my face 
I knew. We are too in tune. He was acting funny the night before and then the evening of he couldn’t stop putting his hand in his pocket. My man is not a hands-in-the-pocket man. I asked him about it later and he said that he was so nervous that he would lose the ring! He couldn’t believe that he checked on it so much that I noticed. I told him he is just too good looking- why wouldn’t I be watching him? So cute.
I grew up wanting to be old fashioned and be totally surprised by the ring & proposal whenever I found that guy….. but….. that didn’t happen
I think it’s funny that hubby proposed on one of our weekend getaways - but I’m the one that had planned the getaway! He was miserable during his last month of school - working full time and unhappy with the program - so we/I had planned an early snowboarding trip to Snowshoe right after he finished up.
We’d looked at rings and been talking about the wedding etc…. so I was hoping for a proposal any day. Since Snowshoe is so special to us I was really hoping he’d choose to do it on that trip Thankfully I got caught up in the trip as soon as we arrived and totally forgot about all things proposal. Which meant that when he brought a backpack down to the hot tub with us I totally thought it was for the bottle of wine! I had no clue he also had stashed a ring away in it
I have a confession. I did now the day of. We had only been dating 5 months or so, but i went to check my email on his computer and it was still logged into his account. I saw an email he sent to his parents saying he had the ring. We were going to the beach that day..so i put 2 and 2 together!
He doesn’t know that i knew though.
We had planned to go out of town on the train (just for a Saturday), and he said he had a surprise for me…which made me wonder…But, in the morning, he presented me with a box of my favourite cookies, so I assumed that was it - and there would be no proposal. Little did I know that the day before (Friday) he had called the jeweller’s, and the ring was ready ahead of schedule! So he had picked it up, and had made plans for a horse-drawn carriage ride in the little town we were headed to - and all the way on the train he had the ring in his coat pocket (which he reluctantly left on the seat when we went to get snacks…) I had no idea - and all because of a box of cookies.
I totally knew he was going to propose. For weeks he had been talking about something “special” he had planned for the weekend of Valentine’s day and that is was a surprise. My guy is not a planner, and moreover, not a “surprise” planner. That combined with the fact that we had been dating for 6 years and the lease on my apt was about to expire the next week pretty much assured me that he was going to propose. And he did, and I was happy, if not surprised
I had a feeling, though I didn’t know for sure. He had been acting kind of weird for the past few weeks and stopped wanting to talk about the future. I also knew that he was going to get my mom’s old engagement ring to propose with, so I assumed he would do that while we were at my parents’ for Christmas. He proposed on Christmas day, and right before he did it, he was babbling nervously about us being together forever, so I was pretty sure it was coming then.
I totally knew. He wanted me to pick out the setting, so I knew when he had the ring though he still waited for two months (through my college graduation, etc when my parents thought he would propse). Then he told me we were going to this nice Italian restaurant, so I knew it was going to be that night.
I didn’t mind knowing. It didn’t make it any less special.
I kind of had an idea as he told me not to look at something he had ordered on our joint Kodak Gallery site. But then a month went by and I forgot about it. One random day we were getting ready to go for a walk and he said “let me show you something I made,” and presented a calendar he had made on the site. He had me start from the end because he said he liked the photos at the beginning best (my heart was kind of fluttering) so I started from the back, looking at the photos. I wasn’t really reading what he had written so he kept pointing things out. Finally I started reading his comments as I flipped forward and then got to September (the last month). I went “awww” when I saw the photo and then looked at him and he was grinning and then I looked back to what he had written on the 19th and it said “ask Jen to marry me.” I gasped and he pulled out the ring box and got down on his knee and proposed. I think I said “is this happening” and then threw myself at him. It was unbelievable and absolutely perfect.
I knew it was going to be sometime that week, but not exactly when. Because we’d already booked our plane tickets to fly out and announce our engagement! What can I say, it was our 7-year anniversary, we knew it was going to happen around then, and I’d just assumed it would be on our actual anniversary.
Instead, he picked me up at work two days beforehand, and took me out to a fancy dinner. I figured he was going to propose, right up until the point when I suggested we go pick up some kitty litter on the way home, and he agreed. Nothing less romantic than kitty litter, so then I decided it wasn’t going to happen. But lo and behold, when we got home there were flowers everywhere and he proposed!
I think I sort of knew deep down inside, but was in denial since I had convinced myself that the big question would not be asked until he was finished with chiropractic school. A friend from work put the idea into my head when she asked if I didn’t find it suspicious that our families would be having Christmas dinner together for the first time. I didn’t want to get too excited, so I just tried to enjoy the day and be glad that we had the chance to celebrate as one big family.
Little did I know that he really was planning to propose, and the only other person who knew was my mom who he asked for my hand in marriage the day before! When he stood up and hushed the crowd (my family is Cuban, his is Italian — we tend to make lots of noise!) I wasn’t really expecting anything except maybe a Christmas toast. But when he said “I have a question I want to ask…” my mind went blank and it was one of those slow motion moments where everything is kinda fuzzy! It was a HUGE surprise for me and his family. Everyone was so happy — and covered in mascara from my non-waterproof makeup! It was a great surprise. And I now know to invest in some waterproof eye makeup for the wedding!
oh Lord! i thought i did.
i was truly a nervous wreck by the time my proposal came around. didnt think it would be the holidays but when i caught him talking to my dad over the phone, i had a small seed of home….
well, by the time Christmas hit, this seed was a full blown Tree. and with so many family and friends asking me if i thought the proposal would be for Christmas, i was an emotional wreck. the very smallest thing pushed me over the edge. i was cranky, irratable, and emotional.
Christmas day came and went and i was quite down, but determined that no one else catch a whiff of my dissapointment.
on NYEve, we went out to dinner and i was completely clueless. we go out to dinner every NYEve. so when the proposal happened, i was completely surprised!
Yes, I knew. Of course, I was the one proposing.
He he yes I knew too. I sent my best friend a text saying “I think tonight’s the night” and sure enough it was!
I had nooo idea it was coming. We had planned to spend our mini vacation in Vegas for our 9 year anniversary. He would always say how cheesy it was to propose on an “expected” day like valentine’s day, christmas, birthday, etc, so I wasn’t expecting it. He proposed on the day of our 9 year anniversary. ;D
