Kari
07-11-2006, 09:29 PM
He Popped the Question!
We were still living in Colorado when Dan started planning this big Vegas vacation for January of 2004. Obviously I am thinking "WHAT? Right after Christmas?" When I say big, I mean big. He booked a room that was at least 4 times what we would normally spend on a vacation and I freaked! The bitching machine got cranked up... We CAN'T afford that! It had been quite a while since we had a vacation and he just kept repeating, "we deserve it" Finally I gave up and said "whatever you want, honey" Unfortunatly, the vacation wound up not happening. (It was supposed to be THE QUESTION vacation.)
Fastforward to February 28th, 2004, still in Colorado but we are well aware that we would be moving to Ohio for a job promotion for Dan. It was a Saturday and we had just found out that Dan had gotten the promo on Thursday. Dan was at work, about to get off and he called me to tell me that he was gonna go shopping for some more clothes. (New Job, needed new clothes) It never dawned on me that he oddly had not asked me to go with him.
About 2 hours later, he shows up, with no new clothes, and says "We haven't gotten to celebrate yet, go get ready and we will go have a nice dinner" My question "Dinner? where? Johnny Carrinos?" (My favorite around the corner Italian place)
"No,some place nice"
"How nice? Slacks nice? Or skirt and pantyhose nice?"
"Skirt"
"ummm, okay"
So, I went and got ready. I came downstairs to him making reservations but he wouldn't tell me where to. I joked "Remember, you got a raise, but not THAT much of a raise"
We got in the car and Dan said he wanted to take a ride around "to look at stuff that we won't get to look at anymore since we are moving"
Okay, BIG red flag! Since when is DAN sentimental about anything? Okay, maybe he is just freakin about the move.
The next thing I know, we are driving up to Red Rocks Ampetheater and I am telling him the story of when I visited there as a little girl, like I do EVERY TIME we have gone there.
His cell phone rings. He answers it and I can hear my mother talking to him. ANOTHER red flag! Why is she calling his phone? Mine is right here! Ah, well, it IS my mother. There is no rhyme or reason with her. He basically says "Nope, we are going to dinner, I will have her call you later" and hangs up.
So we get to the parking lot, he parks the car and says lets go walk over there. That is when the bitching machine got started...again.
"Dan, I am wearing 3 1/2 inch heels and a light jacket, I am hardly dressed for a hike in the freakin mountains"
He gave me the look. The pained, "shut up and just deal with it" look to which I responded with the big heavy sigh and "alright come on"
As we are standing looking out over Red Rocks with TONS of people around, Dan says "LOOK! A Deer!!" Instantly, I light up because I am always, ALWAYS watching for deer!
"Where???"
"Over there, by that car." (as he is pulling the box out of his pocket and dropping to one knee)
"Where? I don't see it."
I felt a little tug on my hand and I turned to look to find him kneeling in front of me. Of course her royal brightness didn't catch on immediately and I thought to myself "What are you doing, you are getting your pants all dirty and we are going to dinner."
I finally got it when he said "I have a question for you" DUH! I bet it has nothing to do with deer.
Time was not only standing still for us but also for the hundred or so people that were standing there watching this entire thing unfold. I said yes, put the ring on and told him to get up so he did get any dirtier.
On the way back to the car, I had to ask "So there wasn't a deer?"
That afternoon, when he had gotten off of work, he called my mother, asked for her permission, called EVERYONE under the sun and told them, then went ring shopping. He knew what I wanted, he just had to find it.
He bought the perfect ring, took me to the perfect setting and distracted me with the perfect ruse. On the way to dinner he told me about the Vegas vacation.
We wound up going to dinner at "La Fondue" in Downtown Denver which was similar to our first real date at the "Melting Pot." The date where I told him, "When you ask me to Marry you, you have to bring me back here"
He didn't plan it that way, but that is okay! But you can bet that anytime someone says "Look! A deer" I say "Mmmmm, Hmmmm" and keep right on with what I was doing!
We were still living in Colorado when Dan started planning this big Vegas vacation for January of 2004. Obviously I am thinking "WHAT? Right after Christmas?" When I say big, I mean big. He booked a room that was at least 4 times what we would normally spend on a vacation and I freaked! The bitching machine got cranked up... We CAN'T afford that! It had been quite a while since we had a vacation and he just kept repeating, "we deserve it" Finally I gave up and said "whatever you want, honey" Unfortunatly, the vacation wound up not happening. (It was supposed to be THE QUESTION vacation.)
Fastforward to February 28th, 2004, still in Colorado but we are well aware that we would be moving to Ohio for a job promotion for Dan. It was a Saturday and we had just found out that Dan had gotten the promo on Thursday. Dan was at work, about to get off and he called me to tell me that he was gonna go shopping for some more clothes. (New Job, needed new clothes) It never dawned on me that he oddly had not asked me to go with him.
About 2 hours later, he shows up, with no new clothes, and says "We haven't gotten to celebrate yet, go get ready and we will go have a nice dinner" My question "Dinner? where? Johnny Carrinos?" (My favorite around the corner Italian place)
"No,some place nice"
"How nice? Slacks nice? Or skirt and pantyhose nice?"
"Skirt"
"ummm, okay"
So, I went and got ready. I came downstairs to him making reservations but he wouldn't tell me where to. I joked "Remember, you got a raise, but not THAT much of a raise"
We got in the car and Dan said he wanted to take a ride around "to look at stuff that we won't get to look at anymore since we are moving"
Okay, BIG red flag! Since when is DAN sentimental about anything? Okay, maybe he is just freakin about the move.
The next thing I know, we are driving up to Red Rocks Ampetheater and I am telling him the story of when I visited there as a little girl, like I do EVERY TIME we have gone there.
His cell phone rings. He answers it and I can hear my mother talking to him. ANOTHER red flag! Why is she calling his phone? Mine is right here! Ah, well, it IS my mother. There is no rhyme or reason with her. He basically says "Nope, we are going to dinner, I will have her call you later" and hangs up.
So we get to the parking lot, he parks the car and says lets go walk over there. That is when the bitching machine got started...again.
"Dan, I am wearing 3 1/2 inch heels and a light jacket, I am hardly dressed for a hike in the freakin mountains"
He gave me the look. The pained, "shut up and just deal with it" look to which I responded with the big heavy sigh and "alright come on"
As we are standing looking out over Red Rocks with TONS of people around, Dan says "LOOK! A Deer!!" Instantly, I light up because I am always, ALWAYS watching for deer!
"Where???"
"Over there, by that car." (as he is pulling the box out of his pocket and dropping to one knee)
"Where? I don't see it."
I felt a little tug on my hand and I turned to look to find him kneeling in front of me. Of course her royal brightness didn't catch on immediately and I thought to myself "What are you doing, you are getting your pants all dirty and we are going to dinner."
I finally got it when he said "I have a question for you" DUH! I bet it has nothing to do with deer.
Time was not only standing still for us but also for the hundred or so people that were standing there watching this entire thing unfold. I said yes, put the ring on and told him to get up so he did get any dirtier.
On the way back to the car, I had to ask "So there wasn't a deer?"
That afternoon, when he had gotten off of work, he called my mother, asked for her permission, called EVERYONE under the sun and told them, then went ring shopping. He knew what I wanted, he just had to find it.
He bought the perfect ring, took me to the perfect setting and distracted me with the perfect ruse. On the way to dinner he told me about the Vegas vacation.
We wound up going to dinner at "La Fondue" in Downtown Denver which was similar to our first real date at the "Melting Pot." The date where I told him, "When you ask me to Marry you, you have to bring me back here"
He didn't plan it that way, but that is okay! But you can bet that anytime someone says "Look! A deer" I say "Mmmmm, Hmmmm" and keep right on with what I was doing!