Weddingbee Blog

Mr. Lace and I went to Vegas over Labor Day weekend to visit his family and relax. We take any chance we get to go to Vegas since it’s so close, but we love going there to visit family, go swimming and eat (buffets are our specialty).

In August, Mr. Lace mentioned going to Vegas during Labor Day weekend and I was all for it, but then he didn’t bring it up at all after that. A few days before Labor Day weekend, I was the one who had to ask him if he still wanted to go. He nonchalantly left it up to me. I thought it was a bit strange that he didn’t jump at the chance to go, but didn’t think much about it. We arrived on Saturday and spent the day with his family. His sister mentioned that she got free tickets to go to the top of the Eiffel Tower at Paris. I was excited because I didn’t know you could go to the top and thought that there’d be a nice view. However, Mr. Lace seemed unenthused. He said that when he went to Paris with his friends, they didn’t even go to the top of the real Eiffel Tower. I wanted to go, but I didn’t want to go if he was so uninterested in the excursion. However, on the last night after dinner, Mr. Lace’s sister handed me the tickets. I suggested that she and her boyfriend use them because Mr. Lace didn’t seem like he wanted to go, but she encouraged us to use them anyway. We began walking down the strip and the whole time Mr. Lace was playing it off like he didn’t want to go, saying things like, “How far is it? Isn’t Paris really far down?” and “Are you sure you guys want to walk all the way down to Paris?” His sister kept trucking on, so I followed.

When we finally got to Paris, Mr. Lace and I took an elevator up to the top of the Eiffel Tower (it’s a lot higher than you think). There was a beautiful view and when we looked straight down, we could watch the Bellagio water show. After walking around for a bit up there, Mr. Lace began talking to me about what the Bible says about love, and God’s design for marriage and the future. I thought he was just talking to me, but halfway through, I realized that he was going to propose. That was when I began to cry. He got down on one knee, proposed and I said yes (twice!).

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How long into your FI’s proposal speech did it take for you to realize that he/she was proposing?