Wedding Blog

I knew he was going to do it. For months I had been hounding him about when we were going to get engaged. He kept telling me to just give it time–he wanted it to happen, too, but he wanted it to be a surprise. I’m not very good with surprises. He finally caved in and told me that he was planning on proposing. So I, being the utter control freak that I am, told him that I wanted to pick out the ring. He was cool with that.

We went ring shopping, and I showed him what sorts of rings I liked (Ascher-cut or emerald-cut solitaire in a platinum Tiffany setting) and we had fun trying on lots of different styles. One day, a little before Thanksgiving, the Dude came home from work over an hour late and said he had been at “the post office”. I knew something was up but let it slide.

Cut to December 19, 2007. I was sitting in our dining room, taking my last final of the semester (a 24-hour take-home). The Dude and I were planning on opening Christmas presents together when he got home from work. I just knew that my ring was wrapped up in one of those little boxes underneath the tree. I half-assed my exam, turned it in, and waited for him to get home.

Later that night, the Dude took me out to dinner to a nice little neighborhood restaurant.

I could barely eat I was so excited. When we got home, we exchanged gifts–3 for me and 3 for him. Sitting next to me on the couch, the Dude handed me the last package. After I tore off the wrappings and saw the black box inside, I had one moment of hesitation–was it really my ring? What if it wasn’t, and I was totally wrong this whole time? But then, I opened the black box and inside it was a little blue box tied with white ribbon.

I opened it and saw the exact ring I had picked out. The Dude said, and I quote, “Will you marry me, baby?” It was that simple. And in its own way, perfect.

Right after he popped the question–don’t we look happy?

Here are the presents, right before we opened them. The ring is in the little package on the right-hand side behind the red one.

Was your real life proposal everything you thought it would be?