She said yes!

Aprox an hour ago, root proposed to the gf. And she said yes.

That's the short story of it. Now for those who are interested in the background of said proposal...

30 hours ago I decided tonight was going to be the night. I had picked the ring up maybe a week ago, I'd already gotten permission from the father (interesting story that one but lets not get off topic), and had been waiting for the right moment. At the last minute, Cassie (the gf) had switched shifts so she'd be off on our anniversary weekend. It was our 6 year anniversary.

So thinking quickly, I'd found a restaurant that had good reviews and had a romantic setting. I'd never been to hibiscus before so it was a little risky. But I'd made reservations online and got a hold of Tyler who called me maybe 6 hours before we were to show up. We got to talking and came up with the idea of playing our song (Nora Jones - "Turn Me On") while I popped the question. Also, getting it filmed by one of the wait staff. I get off the phone and started thinking "c**p, I'm just going to ask her with the song playing?" With about five hours left (and oh-by-the-way I was due to make an appearance at a surprise birthday party for an uncle just before the dinner, just a mere two hours away) I came up with the idea of getting a necklace with a key on it. "The key to my heart" kind of corny gesture. Then I'd lace the ring through the necklace and hide it in the back. I'm all about deceiving cass. Rushing to the Galleria, I find one at Zales and rush back just in time for the birthday party.

Fast forwarding to the dinner. 

I don't know how many of you have gone through the whole proposing to the special someone, but things didn't go exactly as planned.

First, the night starts out with her complaining about how I had 'lended' her digi-camera to my parents. Of course, I hadn't. It was in my trunk for the waitstaff to pick up and record when I pop the question, but I wasn't going to tell her that. So I had to sit though the PO'ed gf's ramblings about why I had done that. Then she starts jonsing for a pretzel. I know what you are thinking, a pretzel? Well we were at the Galleria (before I had gone) and she had demanded for one, which I told her we didn't have time for it. God, was that a mistake. If only I had known.

With the start of dinner going so wonderfully well, this leads to the conversation filler that lead up to the proposal.

Now, you have to realize my mind was racing on the window I had given the wait staff. Do you know how when you bungee jump, that you get to the point of no return? Well mine was just after Dinner, just before Desert. I had basically told the wait staff to grab the cd with our song on it and the camera from my trunk via vallet, and start recording when I reach for my jacket... which I wouldn't do until after the song started. Going back to the bungee jump metaphor here--the song would be my no return.

So conversation is going along and I'm kind of getting desperate to think of something to talk about during dinner. I mean, my mind wasn't thinking properly and I was excited. Couldn't stop thinking about that damn song starting. This is my excuse for bringing up politics.

Politics....

For the record, don't EVER bring up politics during a dinner-soon-to-be-propsal-moment.

So she's getting into a heated debate about why McCain is the better choice, and how I'm stupid for thinking that voting doesn't matter---or that regardless of the candidate who is chosen everything will go pretty much the same....

Then the damn song starts up.

"What do I do?" I asked myself, nodding stupidly at her as she tore me a metaphoric new poo-hole.

"F' It" was the reply.

About halfway through the song--which btw she didn't even realize our song was playing--I said "Well before this song ends..." *reaches for necklace*

I see one of the--suddenly many--wait staff holding up her camera, recording me--or at least trying to (it takes him a moment).

I vaguely remember saying something along the lines of "the key to my heart" and she immediately asks "Is it a necklace?" before I can even show it to her.

You know what ran though my mind at that very moment? I bet not.

"Check mate!"

Childish, I know, but I knew I had her.

"How did you know?" I asked as I opened it.

She giggled and I offered to pull it out for her and put it on her. That's about the point that I'm out of my chair and pulling out the necklace. Her eyes glaze over suddenly, a little confused, as I pull out a ring. I think I muttered "Will you merry me?" as I knelt down before her. 

You know what she said?

"Are you serious?"

I mean, here I am, kneeling here with my guts and paycheck out on the table, and I'd have to admit, I'm a little---ehh, scratch that. I'm a nervous reck. And she says something like that? I mutter somthing like 'yeah...' and then "You know, I haven't exactly heard a yes yet..."

 Then she says yes and the entire wait staff starts clapping. I look off in the distance and sure enough EVERYBODY is looking at us.

...And then I just had to put the ring on the wrong finger.

Go me.

Until the wedding. Ha..ha...ha... oh damnit. There's a wedding still?

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