Wedding Blog

The story of our proposal still makes me shiver with excitement. Reliving it every time I tell someone (or write about it) makes me more and more ready for the actual wedding.

Mr. Sprinkle and I had been talking about the possibility of marriage for a long time. We had read the marriage books, taking the time to go slowly through each chapter and answer all of the questions (even the really ridiculous ones). We had talked to all of our parents about the idea of it happening soon. Little did I know, the proposal plan, which was a total surprise to me, wasn’t a secret to anyone else! Meaning: everyone in my life knew about the proposal before it happened, and NO ONE told me! My mom knew (and so did all her coworkers, apparently), my friends knew, our hairstylist knew, my boss knew! It’s hard to imagine that no one ruined the surprise.

The lowdown: it was a freezing, cloudy, early, early (EARLY!) morning. We had just arrived in the Bay Area the night before to celebrate the holidays with my family and Mr. Sprinkle convinced me to get up early for some “sightseeing”. How he got me to agree to this, I will never know. I grew up in the Bay Area, have lived there most of my life in fact, so there are very few sights left that I haven’t already seen many times. I think I felt bad that he had never walked across the Golden Gate and said, “Let’s go!”

We arrived. It was drizzling, no one was around, and we started walking.

We pointed out everything (including crisis hot line plaques) to each other and laughed. Mr. Sprinkle seemed nervous, but I didn’t think much of it at the time. We got halfway across the bridge, and took pictures the whole time. Then he got down on one knee and popped the question. I think my initial reaction was, “Why didn’t you tell me!” followed by “Yes!” This was immediately followed by tears and a guy riding slowly by on his bike, turning around, and riding back again. Mysterious. Then it snowed (well, flurried). It was wonderful! And amazing! And freezing! We walked back to the gift shop and bought a tiny bridge pin as a souvenir. Then Mr. S told me that I had to call our good friend G, as she was expecting a call. This is how I found out that everyone already knew. What if i had said no?! He would have had a lot of explaining to do.

A few minutes after the actual proposal, giddy and windswept and slightly wet from sprinkles (!) and flurries.

Was anyone else completely surprised by their proposal? Or maybe you were the one doing the surprising?!