The Proposal

Monday, October 27 had been a rough day for me. I had missed work on Friday because I was sick, which meant I was way behind on e-mails, research and other projects. And the day just got busiers and busier. My mid-afternoon the constant phone ringing, e-mails coming in, and all around stress was too much. I broke down in tears. I e-mail M to vent. He told me to relax and that he would be home soon.

So, in order to calm myself down, I went to my favorite pastime -- looking at engagement rings. I had found a gorgeous sapphire and diamond one when M came home. I showed it to him, and asked him if we could go to the store this weekend to take a look. He was non-committal but he usually is with regards to rings, so I shrugged it off. A few minutes later he asked me to come sit with him on the couch.

Laying beside him, I kept talking about the ring. After a few minutes, he slid off the couch and onto his knees beside me....and the following convo happened

M: So would I diamond do?

Me: Huh? Uh, yeah a diamond would do? Why?

M: No reason.

Me: Yes, you've found a ring you want to buy me haven't you?

M: Maybe.

Me: Yes, you have. Tell me tell me tell me.

M: Maybe.

Me: That wasn't a random question. I know you too well. You've found a ring.

M: What if I have? Why should I tell you?

Me: So I can't stop daydreaming and just relax and know that it will happen.

M: So will a diamond do?

Me: Yes.

M: Then say you'll marry me.

Me: Of course I will marry you when you ask me.

He then looks me square in the eyes and says, "No say you'll marry me"

Me (slightly confused and still clueless): Yes, I'll marry you.

M: Look in my pocket.

Then I finally realized he was proposing. I started crying, shaking, screaming, and saying "Oh God..." over and over. I put my hand in his shirt pocket and touched the ring but was too emotionally to pull it out. I finally managed to get it out of the pocket. I was shaking like a leaf in the wind. He took from me and slipped in on my finger.

I just kept crying, screaming, and saying yes..yes...yes... (and of course kissing him).


So there it is folks...my proposal story.