We woke up one Sunday morning in December and went to eat breakfast, after breakfast we drove to NJ to visit my parents and we stayed there for quite awhile. FI stated he wanted to take me to dinner at a restaurant in NY so off we went. We're driving on Rt. 80 heading to George Washington Bridge when all of a suffen he tells me he feels sick and he needs to vomit!! I know he had a drink with my dad but he's not a weak drinker by any means!! After 2-3 minutes of questioning him if he's really going to barf and to find a bag in the car, he tells me to pull over on the shoulder....I pull over to the side of the road and remain in the car while he gets out, he leaves the passenger door open...I'm afraid to look because I'm thinking he's barfing, but then I see him approaching the car and he gets down on one knee on the road and he asked me to be his wife. I was completely shocked, I start crying like a lunatic...I said "yes" of course and moments later I was driving again...lol. It was different and it was just the two of us on a highway we use very frequently...the highway that allows us to get to one another, from NJ (where I live) to NY (where he lives). Now everytime I'm on that highway and I see the exit where it happened, I cant help but have a big, cheesey grin on my face.
Proposed in the middle of the highway
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Posted 04 June 2008 - 03:26 PM
A pleasant event in your life that keeps you going back to it every time you pass there, great!