John snuck into my old apartment. That's right, I laid in bed fast asleep and then he walks into my room on Friday, September 5th, 2008 and sets down a vase of lovely flowers. The first thing I notice is John's is dressed up. Not too spiffy, but not the usual class attire. He tells me good morning and to wait. And wait I do, because it's 7:00 a.m and I'm still trying to piece together what's going on.
He comes back with a plate of pancakes and some coffee. (He had clearly been in my apartment quite a while and I didn't hear a peep!) He sets breakfast by my bed. And begins to fidget.
"Well, sit down and eat with me, " I said.
"There's something I wanted to talk to you about first," he said."
(This is when I realized something was up.)
And, after some very sweet and thoughtful words, John asked me if we could have breakfast together for the rest of my life and if I would marry him.
I said yes. We ate breakfast and talked for about 30 minutes before we started calling friends and family. It was perfect.
Later that evening, several of our friends threw us an engagement shower.
Happy Proposal Day Anniversary to me and John!
What?!?! I like to celebrate...
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