I'm making dinner.
1) Cheaper.
2) A lot of nice places are booked up.
3) Booked places = lots of people = crap service.
4) I could make macaroni and cheese (but I'm not!) and she appreciates it alot more.
And M5Power, this one's for you if you have the chance to read it.
As fot the engagement, we looked at rings, and I never thought I'd chose the place I did. We were looking at rings for a few months now, and I had a very good idea what she wanted: an anniversary-style ring because she wasn't into big diamonds, just nice colored diamonds (that is to say, virtually no color at all). And a light-yellow gold.
Well, I had a few ideas in the area for a proposal, but a week after buying the ring, my good friend John (who's going to be my best man in June), and his fiancee (a good freind of Kathy's) scored 4 free one-day tickets to DisneyWorld. Kathy's favorite place is the Magic Kingdom, lucky for me.
Kathy didn't make any suggestion to me, but I tough it over for a while, and decided even if I don't think it's the best proposal site, she will sure think it is.
The four of us went on March 11th, 2001. I didn't say anything to anyone about the proposal. So far so good, Kathy's over the moon. Well, try finding a quiet and yet, nice location to propose...in Disney! Almost nowhere...the plan was backfiring...we split up: John and I walked around talking about old times, this and that, and I asked him how his wedding plans were going, blah blah blah. I told him, cut the chit-chat...I've gotta find a quiet spot in the park...where do you think it's at?
We found two places, a little grotto where they do story telling that overlooks Cinderella's Castle. And across was the Rose Garden. Nobody looks at the roses, apparently (good thing I have a green thumb). Then we met back with our sweeties at the "Grand Prix" track.
Well, around 8pm or so, the sun's going down. I give John the code-word to split off with his future wife, and Kathy and I walk around for a moment. I sheck out the grotto...some teenage kids are making out in there. Strike that! Ah, but the truty Rose Garden doens't have a soul around. We're talking about this and that, looking at the roses...we should plant some...the ones we had at my last place were magnificent....yada yada.
Earlier, I bought a "glass slipper" from a salesman, and we're right in front of Cinderella's Castle. It's her favorite Disney tale. Well, she's sniffing one of the nice roses, so I get down on one knee and pull out the glass slipper and put in the in the ring.
She thought it was nice that I had a glass slipper as a gift, ...WHAT? A RING INSIDE? She was all choked up...I asked her to marry me, and she said yes, and we held each other for about 5 minutes and kissed. It went unexpectedly perfect.
