| Because it is the 4th anniversary of our engagement today I will tell you how my wonderful husband proposed.
First, he had to ask my father, which he did while Tennessee was winning a football game, sure to put him in a good mood. And my father replied, "well, we'd been waiting on you to do this" we'd only been dating 4 months. Being that I had been previously engaged and had a crappy ring I was very specific about what I wanted this time, I figured I was worth it :). Marty taunted me with the fact that he had the ring but wouldn't let me have it. We went to Dickson on November 2, 2001 to see his parents and I was immediately banished to his bedroom. Thirty minutes later he calls for me to come downstairs and he blindfolds me as I get in the car. We drive for @ 15 minutes and he gets out to prepare me a wonderful candlelight picnic at Montgomery Bell state park. We had turkey sandwiches and doritos and coke out of wine glasses. It was so romantic. He then asked me to walk down to the waterfall. I refused, it was pitch dark, I was afraid I was going to fall. He tried to convince me, but I stuck to my guns. So he packed everything up, blindfolded me again, and off we went. We then drove for 20 or so more minutes, without me having any inclination of where we were going. When we stopped I opened my eyes and we were in front of the Dickson Post Office. I was extremely confused until he pulled me to a grassy area that overlooked the city. He said a lot of really romantic things, which I'll keep to myself and asked me to marry him. Then he pulled out my dream ring, a diamond with an emerald on each side. Our birthdays are back to back in May so that's our birthstone, he did good. Then we went home, and his mother told us she didn't want us to get married for at least a year and I cried and the next day she and I started our yearly tradition of Christmas shopping together. We do it every year, the first weekend in November. Back on topic, 7 months later, on June 8, 2002, one year to the day after we met we were married, 1 week after that, we started working at First Baptist Adamsville.
So now you know....and knowing is-man, I've watched too many Transformer DVDs |
