Our camping proposal
Posted 07 September 2009 - 02:17 AM
The weekend of FI's birthday this year in June, I had planned this big camping trip with all his best friends as a surprise for him. Two days before we were supposed to be going up north, all of his friends but one bailed(they aren't the most reliable guys ever). I was really upset because I had planned this whole thing and bought a ton of food and now it was only going to be three of us. So I told Matt what I had been planning for his birthday because I just was frustrated and he could tell.
At the same time that all this was going on, Matt had been planning to pop the question. A couple days before we were going to go, he had actually snuck my dad's phone number from my phone and called him while I was at work. Now, my dad lives in another state and I don't see him that often so Matt had only met my dad once a few months earlier while he was in our town for business. And he still called my dad to tell him how much I meant to him and that he wanted to ask me to marry him and would like his blessing. Then he went over to my mom and stepdad's house and talked to my stepdad who basically raised me and asked for his blessing. All this was going on while I was at work one night and I was completely clueless. I guess when I told Matt the plan for the weekend, he just decided that this was a good time to do it:)
So the day that we were supposed to go camping, basically nothing worked out the way I had wanted it to. I was still upset because his friends blew him off, and he was upset because(me being the girl I am) we all left a couple hours later then we were planning on. He just seemed in a bad mood and that put me in a bad mood and three people being crammed in the cab of a truck for 4 hours of driving isn't the most romantic situation ever. Little did I know that he was in a bad mood because he had planned this whole proposal and things just didn't go right.
That night we were sitting next to the campfire and Matt asked me to go get him a beer from the cooler. I asked him why he couldn't just get it himself. He asked me again and I got pissed and told him I was comfortable and didn't want to get up to go get him a beer.
I finally got up to go to the cooler and I turn around with his beer in my hand and he is down on one knee in front of the campfire with the ring box open in his hand. I honestly couldn't tell you what he said but all I remember is just saying yes and being shocked when he told me he had talked to both my parents, I just kept asking how and when because I was so completely clueless and hugging him and crying and being so impressed he had gotten down on his knee because he has had ACL surgery on both his knees, all this time holding the beer in my hand with my arms around his neck.
So many things didn't go right, like me being a butt and not wanting to get him a beer, and his friend was supposed to be filming the whole thing but for some reason he wasn't paying attention and only started recording right after he had asked and it was too dark to see anything so in our video you can just hear his friend's commentary and me sniffling. But it was perfect because it was just so...us.
I also find it funny that I couldn't text or call my family or my best friend to tell them because we didn't have cell phone reception until a couple days later.
If you read all of that, bravo.
Posted 07 September 2009 - 09:11 AM
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Posted 16 September 2009 - 08:18 PM
He does a lot that I don't want to do like go out to my car and get stuff that I have forgotten. I in return do a lot for him. If John would ask me to get him something to drink I would without even thinking about it...and he would do the same. I was just telling my friend the other day that I believe that you should "take care" of each other. Kinda "baby" each other.
Posted 16 September 2009 - 08:27 PM
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