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Mr. Pomegranate was not to be thwarted again when putting together his second proposal plan - he didn’t tell a soul! Two days after the ring arrived at the jewelry store, sized perfectly to my finger, he started to “prep me.” We were going to attend the California State Fair later that week with a group of our friends, an annual tradition of food, fun and festivities. To switch it up, Mr. Pom arranged for us to go on a different day - which set us up for a romantic summer night alone to enjoy the State Fair all by our lonesome.

Of course, there has to be a little deviation from the perfection - which adds humor to the tale. On the way in, Mr. Pom set off the metal detector. I hadn’t noticed as I was peeking in at all the lights and glitz. While I was distracted, Mr. Pom whispered to the security guy, “It’s an engagement ring!” The security guard discreetly apologized and quickly passed him through. Whew!

We wandered around; stopping to take a look at the Toytopia exhibit - very cool - where there was a Zoltar machine (ie. the movie Big). Mr. Pom gave me a $1 for a prediction. The winded speech from Zoltar made little sense, but the tear-off card that ensued spoke of a future love. I must admit, I started to suspect something - but honestly, who could rig a Zoltar machine to do something like that?

We happily sped off to enjoy a few random rides before landing at the ferris wheel. We hopped on our gondola and sped upwards. At this point, I almost completely ruined his plan. I have a pretty ridiculous fear of falling (not heights, falling). I was freaked out about the speed and the drop and was convinced I’d have a panic attack. I’m sure Mr. Pom was thinking, “Crap - I can’t do this unless she calms down!” However, after the first speedy drop I was fine and Mr. Pom wandered into a wonderful, “I want to spend the rest of my life with you speech” and plopped a gigantic diamond onto my finger. He sheepishly apologized for not getting down on one knee as he, “might fall off and die.” That’s about the time my heart skipped a beat - and not because of a fast ferris wheel drop. Fireworks had exploded overhead - Mr. Pom had timed it all perfectly.

Our very first engagement photos are of the photo booth variety. We also purchased our entrance photo, which amazingly, turned out fantastic. I couldn’t have asked for better photography to capture the moment - it’s added a nice touch of kitschy-cool to the memory.

A fuzzy camera phone photo of my engagement ring taken from my office the day after.

What I love the most about Mr. Pom’s second proposal is the thoughtful timing, planning and foresight for the future. Always sentimental, Mr. Pom knew that we would be able to re-visit our special spot at the top of the ferris wheel every year and re-live the romance! I’m really looking forward to our date (and a wedding planning break) at the State Fair this year.

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