He proposed on Christmas Eve
Posted 11 July 2009 - 09:16 PM
It was Christmas eve 2007. We had just come home from my Nana and Grandad's annual Christmas party. I got into my jammies (even though Steve suggested not to) and we began opening the gifts we had bought one another.
Mine was in a huge box. I had asked for a Kitchen Aid mixer and I was convinced that's what I was getting. I tried resisting but I even checked to make sure that it was heavy and it was!
I started opening the box and inside there was another one. I still thought I was getting my mixer and that Steve was just being silly. I opened the next box, and then the next box, and then the next box. Each one was filled with somehting different. Packing peanuts, the phone book (which I had been looking for a few days earlier), magazines, wraping paper, the works.
So, I get down to a small box. I'm thinking to myself, "This is the moment. This is when I get engaged". Then seeing my face light up Steve bursts my bubble and says, "It's not what you think it is". My heart dropped for just a moment until I opened the box and saw it. My perfect, solitaire, princess cut ring!
Not a second later I started crying. I'm pretty sure I missed what Steve was saying (though I'm sure it was lovely) and just said YES when I didn't hear him anymore.
And that was the happiest day in my life so far.
Posted 12 July 2009 - 08:27 AM
Posted 12 July 2009 - 09:59 AM
| Originally Posted by KLee147 |
I thought it was cute. He later told me that he was planning to come to my work downtown Toronto and write "will you marry me" on the sidewalk, call me and tell me to look out the window and there he would be. He went with the boxes though because he was too nervous to have people all around. It all turned out perfect for us.
Posted 12 July 2009 - 05:11 PM
Posted 04 December 2009 - 06:25 PM
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