Well, I thought I'd be blogging today about my contest winners—I've got three winners for my "crazy wedding story" contest, and I can't wait to share all of their stories with you! BUT, as it turns out, my birthday last Friday turned out to be a wedding story of my own, so that's what I'll be telling you about instead. Okay, okay, it's actually an engagement story, but humor me!
My boyfriend (he was still my boyfriend at this point in the story...) took me out for my birthday dinner at this very romantic restaurant in Manhattan. Before dinner, we watched the sun set and then headed inside to have a delicious meal with a great bottle of wine. The evening was absolutely perfect—I wouldn't have changed a thing.
After dinner, we got back to my apartment and I started getting ready for our trip to Miami. We had an early flight the next morning, and I wanted to get everything set. He told me that he remembered another gift he had bought for me (he'd already given me a gift earlier that day), so he wanted to give it to me. The only thing was that he said that it wasn't wrapped, so could I please close my eyes? I obliged, and when I opened my eyes, Doug was right there in front of me with a ring! I couldn't believe it!
Now, I wish I could tell you that I was one of those girls who was graceful and elegant and said something like, "yes! Oh, yes! A million times, yes! I'd love to marry you!" But, instead, I was one of those girls who was in a state of shock and started saying, "Oh my God! Oh my God!" and then at one point, actually said, "Are you serious?!?" Grace Kelly I was not. Finally, I gained my composure enough to actually say yes, and more importantly, grab the ring. Haven't taken if off since!