Tuesday, September 15, 2009

(Part VII) Well?

K- so remember I was over at FiM's apartment? We were having dinner? BBQ chicken and such.

FiM's roommates had helped him clean up the apartment. Made it look really nice. Candlelight dinner at the table. Lights are low. Soft music playing in the background. So romantic.

Okay, the dinner was fabulous. The conversation great. And then... FiM popped out of the room to "get ready". He came back in with a goofy cowboy hat (most cowboy hats are great- this was a goofy one, and he knew it!) and his guitar. At this point I am pretty embarrassed because he has gone to so much trouble to make this a special night. All his attention was on me and I wasn't used to that. It was so nice, though.

So, he sat down with his guitar and started playing and singing a song he wrote for me. Picture if you will (I love saying that, and if you can name what it is from you are my hero!) this sexy man, singing his heart out to me. It was a funny song, but serious too, because it was the actual proposal. Asking me to marry him. Kinda like the song from the Wedding Singer... the one that Adam Sandler sings to Drew Barrymore on the plane. (Coincidentally, that is today's theme song.) I really wish I had a video of him singing the song, even the words, but that was before I blogged and I wasn't great at taking pics. The gist of the song was about making me happy, doing all the wonderful things for me that I deserve, and then ended about being a great dad to our future offspring. It was so fun.

I actually do have pics from that night, somewhere, but remember my utter hatred for all things HP? Ya, my 3 in 1 POS (s stands for stupid junk) isn't working at all now. It is having electronic seizures. So, even if I knew where the pics were I wouldn't be adding them today because I'd have to scan them in, which is a total no-no until I replace my POS.

Back to my story- YEAH! We are officially engaged. Or at least we will be when I answer him. Ya, that's right. The song ended and I just stared at him, probably with a goofy grin on my face to match the goofy cowboy hat. He just stared back. Finally saying, "Well?" Oh no, the yes in my head didn't make it to my mouth.

"Yes, of course I will." Whew, that was close. Some great hugging and kissing went on after that, but I won't bore you with details. Suffice it to say, he has a goatee (even did back then) and I looked like a woman with major whisker burn!

k- So now we are engaged. Time to pick the date.