I’m going to share the wonderful, slightly embarrassing story of when Stephen proposed to me.
January 26, 2008
Stephen and I lived in a tiny apartment in Decatur – which is a lovely little town right on the outskirts of downtown Atlanta. I desperately want to move back there and buy a home, but that’s off the subject.
One of my best friends was getting married that May and I was a bridesmaid, which came with a whole host of drama and responsibilities, but we got it done and she’s happily married living in Florida.
That Saturday morning, all the bridesmaids were supposed to meet at Kelly’s apartment to go dress shopping. It was the second dress shopping excursion since she couldn’t find anything she liked yet – ever have that problem, brides? We were supposed to meet just before lunch.
When my bleary morning fog cleared and I looked at the clock, I freaked out. Jumped out of bed, sent a frantic text to Kelly to say I was on my way (heh) and jumped in the shower. Stephen was in the office working on something or playing a video game, I’m not sure.
Quick explanation of apartment layout. The two bedrooms were side by side with the bathroom just to the right of the second bedroom, which we used as an office. In order to go from the bathroom to the actual bedroom, you pass the office.
So I’m in the shower, scrubbing fast, brushing my teeth, and my mind is spinning with everything that has to get done that day. I couldn’t believe I was running late for dress shopping! I felt like I was letting her down and being a bad bridesmaid, etc etc.
I bundle my hair up in an awesomely sexy towel turban, grab my pjs from the floor and dash out of the bathroom butt naked.
Stephen is on one knee in the office doorway.
My mind goes blank. I think I asked him what he was doing.
He pulls out this little wooden box with a gorgeous white gold ring with a sapphire center stone and accompanying diamonds and asks me to marry him. I managed to stammer out an “Uh-huh.”
Later, I found out he’d had this whole thing planned to show up at Kelly’s apartment later and propose to me there but he didn’t want to detract from Kelly’s bride day so he just decided to do it that morning.
Besides, being blindsided with a proposal while you’re naked, partially dripping wet because you didn’t towel off entirely, and completely not paying attention to anything else but what you’re doing wrong is a WAY better story.