to tell a story.
How does that saying go? "Every love story is beautiful, but ours is my favorite"
That pretty much sums it up.
I think as I stated in my last post that it has nearly been 4 1/2 years since Trevor and I have been dating. And I might've even said something about it was time for him to propose. Wellllllll, I guess someone reads my blog because I am excitedly and happily ENGAGED! Who would have ever thought that day would come?! Not I!
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We had been looking at rings a lot. I had a gut feeling that he had finally bought one, as the salesman was really pushing a certain ring, (the ring) but don't get me wrong. He didn't have to push at all. He just simply said he had to show me one he thought I would love, asked if I would be happy if I were to end up with that one, and kept it out the entire time even when I was making him pull others out and he was putting them back when I was finished. I was in complete awe of the ring, but I didn't think Trevor would go for it. Boy, was I wrong! I had a gut feeling he bought one, but had no idea when the proposal was coming...
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So January 11, 2014 Trevor had to "go get his oil changed" [or go pick up a ring] after receiving a "call from his friend, a friend who's number was not saved in his phone" [A.K.A. the Jewelry store], while I was getting ready. When he got back, which may I might add was FOREVER, {way longer than an oil change in my opinion...} I requested to go to Old Navy. We went to Old Navy and I kept pestering him, in attempt to get on his nerves. I unzipped his jacket pocket numerous times, until he finally told me to stop cause what if he had a surprise in there for me? **pff as if!**
We then moved on from Old Navy to a bar to have a couple of drinks before we went to a fancy dinner. At the bar Trevor asked, "What if I just propose in the living room?" I then responded with "You could at least take me to dinner". I was feeling pretty good after a few drinks at the bar, when we decided to go back to the house to get ready for dinner. I literally thought I was dressed appropriately and thought I looked okay. Just okay. Not-prepared-to-get-engaged appropriate. I was busy jamming to Garth Brooks and watching the football game and begging Trevor to dance with me, to Garth, when Trevor just walked back into the living room....
**Note: The day before Trevor jokingly asked if we should practice proposing to each other**
and got down on one knee. Being that he asked the day before whether I would like to practice proposing, I honestly thought he was playing so I almost ruined it.
He explained that this was probably not the best way, nor the way I wanted it to happen, but if I would marry him?! Saaaay whaaaa?! Up until the point he pulled the ring out, which was in his jacket pocket, I thought it was a joke.
I believe at the point where he opened the ring box, is where he lost me. I literally think I was hearing the Angels from above singing Alleluia! He may or may not have continued talking, I would not be able to testify towards whatever was said after the box opening. Yes, that's probably bad, but I am guilty.
Of course he proposed like 10 min before we were going out to dinner. I had no time to get just-engaged-appropriate. I had way too many people to call!!! Ahhh!!!
Our dinner was extremely fancy and I didn't even eat much because I was on Cloud 9.
Our dinner dates bought us a bottle of champagne and a bottle of wine to celebrate! So sweet!!
We started our typical we're-engaged-so-lets-save-everything-as-a-souvenir right away!
The cork to our champagne with date written on it... and no, you are not mistaken, the bottle of wine was ordered by our dinner date, and he believed that the wine called The Prisoner, was necessary. Men!
We finished the amazing night off by celebrating with friends! It was one of the best nights yet!
Did Trevor produce a short music video and end up asking me to marry him in the end?
No.
Did he write it in the sand and fly me in an airplane?
No.
Was it perfect?
Absolutely.
Because it had Trevor written all over it. I knew he was feeling the pressure on how to do it and I told him to forget about it all. I didn't need a big production to say yes to a man I have loved for 4 years. So as I said in the beginning...
"Every love story is beautiful, but ours is my favorite"
& this is life as I know it...
<3