Weddingbee bios

My fiance (J) and I had been discussing getting married for at least a year, so I didn't expect to be surprised by a proposal. No, I figured that the day he DID propose, I would catch all of the nervous warning signs, pick up on covert phone calls, or catch a glimpse of the ring box in his pocket. I'm generally not easily surprised.

J and I were in a LDR, and I was driving home for the weekend to see him before final exams started. I had a gut feeling that this was it...he was going to propose this weekend. After all, we had plans to go out to dinner on Saturday night (which we rarely do...student budget and all). But he assured me that he hadn't asked my parents' permission, he hadn't had a chance to pick up the ring, and that April was much to soon to propose. Still feeling like he might be tricking me, I made him promise that he wouldn't propose, just so I could relax. And he doesn't break promises.

Friday night, I was headed out to a get-together with several of my friends. J was staying at home, partially because he had a large essay to finish, and partially because the get-together was a Mary-Kay makeup party. I was enjoying catching up with my friends when the texts starting rolling in. 'When are you coming home? What time is the party over? Do you think you'll be home in an hour?I really need help with my essay!" I was livid...all I was asking for was TWO HOURS with my friends! He couldn't wait two hours to see me? Honestly.

By around nine-thirty, everyone at the party was making excuses to go home; they were catching a late movie, they were exhausted after a long day of studying, they needed to finish painting their bedroom (true excuse). I was a little put out; after all, I'd driven five hours to see them all, and here they were sending me home early.

Disappointed and upset, I arrived home. My parents and sister were watching a movie, and J was nowhere to be found. "I think he fell asleep downstairs when he was working on homework" my sister told me. Seriously? I rushed home to help him, and he was ASLEEP? In a fairly miserable mood, I stomped down the stairs. The basement was dark; I assumed J had fallen asleep. As I rounded the corner, I stepped on something...a rose petal. J had filled the basement with rose petals, pink roses and gerbera daisies, had created a pathway of candles, and had set up an entire wall of photos of the two of us.And there he was, standing in the centre of the basement, in a heart of rose petals, in the exact spot where he first told me he loved me.

But of couse, none of this could be a proposal, because he promised it wouldn't be this weekend. I walked towards him, fully convinced that he was just being romantic. And then the speech started. He told me the things he loved about me, and why he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. And all through this, I'm just thinking "its not what you think, don't get your hopes up." Honestly, I was that oblivious.

He knelt, pulled out the perfect ring, and asked me to marry him. Having rehearsed this in my head hundreds of times, for when the moment finally came, I opened my mouth to say yes, and instead yelled...."BUT...YOU PROMISED!"

Oh believe me. THat's not what I meant to say. But that's what came out, and it really couldn't have been more fitting. Saying 'Yes' would have been too easy.

Anybody else have embarassing/not expected responses? Was anyone else completely oblivious, even as the proposal was happening?