I am a true romantic in the way that I absolutely love
hearing stories about other people's proposals, so I thought I'd share mine in
case any other 'romantics' are out there somewhere. So here it is.
As many people
who keep tabs on my little blog are aware of, Jeff and I took possession of our
first home two days ago. Little did I know that Jeff was also planning on
proposing that same day. Friday morning, Jeff had more energy than normal; he
was packing up all of our stuff at light-speed, and he kept pushing me to be
out the door! Now I know why of course, but at the time I was a little
bewildered. We went to the lawyer's office to pick up the key to our house
around two in the afternoon, and Jeff suggested picking up a paint sampler of
the color I wanted to paint the walls of the main floor of our house
to 'save time'. He told me that he was planning on getting started on the
edging while I went out and picked up the rest of our paint in Dorchester and
made a run to Home Hardware to get all of our supplies for the big move, which
was happening the next day. I almost blew his plan when I told him that I
didn't want him to get started on the edging, because anybody who knows Jeff
also knows that he absolutely hates to paint, particularly edging. I didn't
want him to get frustrated and make a big mess! He asked me to trust him, and
after a little discussing the matter back and forth, I gave in. I'm so glad
that I did! When we got to our house, we were touring around, and he kept
asking me if I was going to get the paint. I wasn't even suspicious!
Once I left for
the paint store, he kept asking me when I thought I'd be on my way, and he made
me tell him when I was coming back. I walked in the door, keys and a bag from
Home Hardware in hand, and just froze in the entryway. Because there was Jeff,
standing in the middle of our new living room, holding a ring box, our song
playing on my Ipod stereo, with the words "Will you marry me? Check Yes or
No" painted on the wall behind him in huge letters. I dropped my keys, my
hands were shaking, and just froze, speechless.
Jeff grabbed my
hands and pulled me into the center of the room. He got down on one
knee, and told me that he couldn't live one more day without me agreeing to
marry him and spend the rest of our lives together. I said yes of course!!! He
got up off his knee, put the most amazing ring on my finger, and then we slow
danced around the room, letting the music surround us. It was truly a beautiful
moment. It still makes me tear up, just thinking of how I felt in that moment
and how perfect it was for us.
Once Jeff had
told me the story of how he had planned out the whole proposal (he's sneakier
than I realized, or maybe I'm just not very suspicious!) I checked the 'yes'
box on the wall in paint. The whole 'check yes or no' part is a nod to a
country song Jeff and I love - 'Check Yes or No' by George Strait. Here are the
lyrics to the chorus:
Do you love me, do you want to be my
friend?
And if you do, well
then don't be afraid to take me by the hand,
If you want to.
I think this is how love goes; check yes
or no.
Clearly a fitting song. :) Jeff actually had made a
playlist of our songs, which is what he played as I walked into the room. He
played "Big Green Tractor" by Jason Aldean, "Come A Little
Closer" by Dirks Bentley, and "Check Yes or No" by George
Strait.
Jeff, you did a good job! I love you!
Here are a few pictures of the wall, and my sparkly ring. I
don't have too many, because we didn't have a whole lot of time before we had
to get to work unpacking and unloading boxes. Whew! The past three days have
been pretty crazy, but I've never been happier in my entire life.
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| I so wish we didn't have to paint over this, but I'll always know it's there somewhere, under the paint. :) |
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| I catch myself staring down at my hand all the time now! |
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| So pretty! |
