The Proposal

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In April of 2010, we signed a lease on an apartment that was much bigger then the shoebox we spent the start of our relationship in. The new place was over twice the size of the old place, and we knew there would be a significant amount of work and shopping to be done in order to make it look like a home, rather then a storage closet. Bryan said "Lets go out to a nice dinner, since we wont be able to afford it for a little while."

Reservations were set for April 30, 2010. I had no idea where we were going. I was told what time to be ready and to dress business casual.

We got in the car, and I was going crazy trying to figure out where we were going.  Bryan would pretend like he was driving into various parking lots on the way, and I was going nuts. Finally, he turned into the parking lot for Water & Wine. Every time we drive by, I say "ooh, I wanna go there..." and today, I was there!

We were sat at a table on the window with a beautiful view. It was so pretty! The waiter suggested wine, and our evening was off to a great start! Then I noticed my super classy boyfriend with his hands in his crotch. Over and over. I couldn't believe my eyes. Here we are in this nice place and he's ball scratching! I said "WHAT are you DOING!?" He looked at me surprised, but shamed and said "I'm sorry, they itch!" He got up to go to the bathroom, came back, and continued to smash his hands between his legs. Sigh....boys will be boys, I thought.

Dinner was delicious and it was time for dessert. I normally don't order dessert, but I was told tonight I would be having it. LOL. I ordered raspberry sorbet. The waiter suggested a strawberry tiramisu, and said "I haven't steered you wrong with my suggestions yet,listen to me. Get the tiramisu" I reluctantly agreed, and also allowed him to suggest a dessert champagne.

I first noticed our champagne. It was on a tray being carried out. Then I noticed my dessert carried by one waiter, Bryan's by another, and the maitre' D. And then I noticed them walk past our table. WHAT THE!?!?! WHERE YOU GOING WITH MY DESSERT!???!!! The next thing I knew, my dessert plate was placed in front of me. It took me a minute, but I soon realized it said "Marry Me" in chocolate on the plate. Without looking up I said "Bryan! Is this a joke!? This is NOT funny!!" I looked up, the entire wait staff had run away, the restaurant had became so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and Bryan was no longer sitting across from me. He was to my left, on bended knee, with the most perfect ring Ive ever seen beautifully seated in its pretty little blue box. I said "oh no, this is not a joke, this is serious!"

I looked at Bryan and he was speechless. I don't really remember the dialogue 100% but it went something along the lines of "well, are you gonna ask me something? No. OK, well yes. Are you gonna put the ring on? No. Ok, Ill do it" My poor Boop was catatonic!! I slipped the ring on, we hugged, everyone clapped, the maitre'D shook Bryan's hand, and I ate my DELICIOUS strawberry tiramisu.

Oh, and BTW....the crotch grabbing, was the ring. The bathroom trip was scheming with the Maitre'D about dessert ideas. And the waiter, was in on it the entire time.