How did he pop the question?

Since today is the day of LOVE, I thought I would give you the opportunity to brag on your special someone.

 

I would love to hear the story of how you got engaged.  The good, the bad and the unfortunate!  Everyone has a story, so go ahead, share it!

For my younger readers, please share what you imagine would be the perfect way to be proposed to. 

My proposal mishap:

To my husband’s credit, he had an amazing proposal all planned out.  What happened to ruin it?  ME!

I was visiting my husband in England for 6 months to decide if I wanted to cross the big pond for good.  We knew having a long distance relationship (4,000 miles!) was too hard to keep going, so one of us would have to leave everything behind for the other.  (I won!)

After a few months of being in England, I had settled into a normal routine.  On Saturday’s the house was all mine until my future husband would get off work at noon.  This was great at first because I really didn’t feel comfortable around my future in-laws.  Imagine living with them for 6 months while you’re only dating their son?!!

This particular morning, I got bored.  I’m talking bang my head against the foot thick brick wall kind of bored.  So I decided to surprise my husband by meeting him at work.

Now let me explain something to you.  Although I knew how to get to his office, I had no real sense of distance.  BIG MISTAKE!

Four hours later, with blisters covering every inch of my feet, I hit a roadblock: a roundabout.  The biggest darn roundabout I’ve ever seen!  For those of you who aren’t familiar with roundabouts, they are large circles in the middle of the road to keep traffic flowing.  No STOP SIGNS!  Amy gets squished into a pancake kind of crossing!

So, I limp into a nearby pub and call my wonderful savior, who has the good grace to only laugh his head off for a couple of minutes over the phone before he comes to get me.  Apparently the distance between his home and office was around 10 miles.  Who knew?

Bundled into his car, moaning about my feet, he tells me, rather awkwardly, that he needs to make a stop.  In the center of town.  Near the jewelry store that we visited only a few weeks before.

Let me tell you, those blisters faded into the background pretty darn quick!

For those of you who know me, I’m pretty observant.  Little details are HUGE to me.  The bead of perspiration on his brow despite blissful AC pumping through the vents, skin pulled taught over his knuckles as he pulled into the parking lot near the jewelry store, and the waver in his voice when he said to wait in the car. 

Oh yeah…I knew what was coming.

So what would you do?  Yep…you guessed it.  The instant he settled into the car, I pounced.  I nagged, whined, begged, and pleaded.  I’m not proud of my reaction (snigger) but by the time we got home I had my shiny new ring on my finger, just to make sure it fits, mind you.

Now that I’d seen the ring, the surprise of proposing to me at the base of a waterfall in Scotland was ruined.  Bummer!  That would have been awesome!

So we headed down south to the coast and my husband proposed to me on the beach.  Not at sunset like the movies or on pristine white sandy beaches.  No it was the middle of rush hour and amongst the rockiest beach I’ve ever seen.  

But I wouldn’t change those memories for the world! 

How about you?  What’s your story?

Thank you to scottchan for the photo.
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To Swoon or not to swoon...

Alright ladies, here is the number one question of the day.  When your special someone reveals his V-day gift, should you swoon or not?

Now I’m not taking Gone with the Wind type swoon, but perhaps a little sigh or a batting of your carefully mascaraed eye lashes. Will you lean into him and whisper your gratitude or burst into tears?

Believe it or not, these are things you should think about. Now I’m not saying you should fake an emotion.  That would just be wrong, right?  I’m talking about planning ahead of what reaction you would be comfortable with.

 

Let me explain.

Some of you will be surprised with an extravagant gift in the middle of a candle lit restaurant surrounded by people. Are you prepared to risk streams of mascara staining your cheeks because you didn’t buy waterproof mascara? 

Or how about those of you who are more vocal with your approval?  Intimate restaurants aren’t really the type of place to let out a hooting call of gratitude. Check your cowgirl bellows at the door, ladies.

 

Think about your evening plans, how you normally react to those gifts only your special someone knows how to give, and plan ahead.  If you’re a crier (like me!) stuff some tissues in your purse.  If you’re a swooner, make sure you don’t wear high heels on black ice.  If you’re a hugger, make sure you don’t have a table full of steaming food between you and your target. And if you’re an enthusiastic cowgirl, make sure he takes you somewhere loud!

To swoon or not to swoon...that is a question only you can answer.

I'm gonna be a crier.  I always am!

So how do you normally react to gifts?

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All I want for Valentine's Day is 3 inches of snow!

So the weather channel promises we are due to get 3 inches of snow before tomorrow morning...let's hope they are right this time!

It is impossible to believe our area has only had 1 snow all winter long, and it was a measly inch.  What's with this weather?  My son is DYING to make snow angels!

So my wish for Valentine's Day is to wake up to a winter wonderland.  

How about you?  What would make your V-day perfect?

Thanks for taking such a beautiful picture Dan. 

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Chocoholics unite!

How many of you ladies picture this every time you step on the scale?  


Come on, be honest.  


Valentine's Day is a chocoholic's worst nightmare.  I am blessed with an inability to eat too much chocolate but that doesn't mean all of those sugary cupcakes go unnoticed!  Throw a little pink frosting and sprinkles in there and I'm in BIG trouble.


So how do you plan to avoid gorging on V-day yummies?


I for one am eating at home.  I selected a nice lean steak, new potatoes and will steam some veggies for dinner.  I plan to allow myself 1 cupcake.  And then I think a nice walk in the frigid wintry wind will get my blood pumping.  


And if I start to feel temptation to snack I'm gonna pop a bag of popcorn and snuggle up with a good chick flick.  Or my laptop.  I've got books to write!


How about you?  Any big plans for tomorrow night?