My girlfriend and I have been dating for over 4 years. I live 2 doors down from her parents, next door to her grandpa and my roommate is her brother. I have to say that I am somewhat entrenched in her life. There is good reason for it though, I love her.
Being in a relationship with Angie is weird in a really good way. She has been around groups of guys her whole life, so she is sort of a tomboy. Not in the plays-sports-beer-guzzling-overhalls-wearing-motocross-watching-burping-contest sort of way... okay maybe a little on the burping contest, but I digress. She is just comfortable around groups of men. She is even specifically referred to as “The Girl” (Notice the capitalization (She now has earned the capitol letters since she will forever be “The Girl” to me now)).
Last Friday after asking her parents, telling mine (and informing just about everyone she knows) I finally asked her. I know you are thinking I was cheesing it up doing it on Valentine's Day, but I really did it the day before (which happen to be Friday the 13th). She knew it was coming, so there weren’t a lot of options for surprising her. I have been saving for months now and she probably knew better than I did just how much I had saved.
So with limited options and a short time frame I bought the ring and had to take it to another jeweler to have it sized. After asking very nicely he said he could have it done by Friday. I ordered the flowers, and got the decoy gift ready. My big idea was that if I give her a nicer than expected Valentine's Day gift she wouldn't suspect the proposal. So I bought her a diamond necklace she has been admiring for a while. I assure you it cost more than the $30 limit we had set before Valentine's Day.
So we went out to eat at our favorite restaurant Outback Steakhouse and I gave her the necklace there at the dinner table.She was very happy and gave me the coveted over the table kiss in the restaurant.We left and I think I kept my cool even though I was thinking about it the entire ride home.When we got home she wanted to go to her parent’s house to change, so I hurried to get in first so I could make the international shhhh gesture to her family just in case they were going to say something.
So she stalled and talked and stalled some more and got changed and stalled and talked and stalled.The entire time I am standing at the door with my hand on the knob.Finally we leave and she wants to stop at her grandpa’s house (Why wouldn't she? (Let's just run some errands (Wanna go pick up dry cleaning too?))).So we stop there and she stalls and talks and stalls and talks.You would think she loves her family or something!
Finally she came home with me.We walked in and no one else was there (planned of course (It is rare to have no one there)).I hurried back to my room to make sure the flowers were setup.That day I had picked up 100 red roses in two large vases and hid them in the garage.While we were at dinner her brother/my roommate and another friend setup the flowers so they were the first thing you would see when walking in to my bedroom.
After grabbing the ring box out of my hiding spot I called her to come in my room.She saw the flowers and got very wide eyed, then she looked at me and I got down on my knee.It was all waterworks from there on out, but I was all tough guy… or not.Okay so I got a little teary eyed when I asked, but I love her so go easy on me okay?
We stood there hugging for quite a while before I finally said “Let me at least put it on your finger!”So we put it on and she started asking questions about who knew.I told her just about everyone she knew and quite a few people she has never met know about it.
After composing ourselves we went back to talk to her parents for a while and then to show her Grandpa.She was nervous for some reason about telling her grandpa (I think because I am not Catholic, but she denies it), but it went well.I think he was happy for us.
That was my big night of engagement action.I hear it’s all down hill from here. :)
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