Happy Sunday Evening One And All,
This is one of those "personal" posts to get to know me and in turn for me to get to know you better. If you're dating or married or have a great (TRUE--as in happened in real ife) love story to share, this is the posting for you!
Here's the catch: you have to write it as you would a novel. I'll be nice and go first LOL:
It was an ordinary evening on March 3, 2003. I was upstairs getting ready for my date with my tall, dark, handsome hero. He had promised me that we would "officially" get engaged one day and I was wondering if this was the day. He arrived before I was ready.
Figuring he wouldn't mind if I took my time, I finished my make up, made sure I looked good (or at least good enough for me), then I bounced down the stairs. Saying goodbye to my parents, I got into his car to head over to his apartment to watch You've Got Mail.
It wasn't the first time we'd seen it, but it was a favorite of mine, and he was nice enough to agree to watch it yet again. I was pestering him about the whole lack of proposal, but he didn't say a word about it. In fact, he was kind of quiet the whole way. Being the oblivious person I am, I ignored it. I thought "Oh, he's quiet, no big deal."
The movie was about half over when I saw him get up from the couch. I don't know how I knew, but I did. Getting down on one knee he began to give me his little speech.
Before he could even finish getting the words, "Bethany, will you marry me?" out of his mouth I threw my arms around his neck and shouted, "Yes! Yes, I'll marry you!"
We never did get back to the movie. I was too busy calling family and friends to tell them my good news. Later, I found out while I was upstairs finishing getting ready he asked my dad's permission to marry me. My dad gave him an affirmative answer.
And that's how my husband proposed to me. If he ever asked me to marry him again, I'd say yes in a heartbeat.
So, what's your story?
Have A Sweetheart Sunday!