6.14.2009

YES over and over and over again

Today is Bret and I's 6 year wedding anniversary. Bret is not exactly the most romantic guy you will ever meet but the one thing that he totally did right was his proposal. Although 6 years is not really a significant number (aka divisible by 5) it is still a great milestone for us. It is a reminder that given the chance I would still say yes over and over and over again. I love you so much and you are my greatest blessing.

It was a typical Saturday morning and Bret had mentioned that he wanted to spend some time in his apartment getting laundry done and cleaning up a bit. Normally I would find this request rather suspicious but his parents were coming into town the next day for a visit.

I had a mani scheduled for the morning and then planned to get some cleaning of my own done too. I realized after I got my mani done that I had inadvertently locked my keys in my car and had to call Bret to run back to my apt to get my spare key. I was a little miffed by the fact that he acted like I was "bothering" him when he didn't really have anything going on anyways.

Once home and I got the brilliant idea to steam clean my carpets and called my oh so strong boyfriend to come help move some furniture. Although once again frustrated with me he came and assisted me in my spur of the moment project. Right before he left he asked if I wanted to go to dinner. He mentioned that it was our 2 1/2 year anniversary (which was again a little strange since we didn't really do half anniversaries). So the plan was that he was going to be back to get me at 5.

I proceed to clean the carpets and got my neighbor guys to come over and help move furniture back in place. I was ready to go and sat waiting for him to show. 5 came and went as did 6 and 6:30. Attempts to call his cell phone went straight to voice mail. Finally after 7 he showed up. By this time I am beyond annoyed and super hungry and in the middle of a movie I had decided to watch. When Bret asked if I was ready to go I in a very stubborn tone said NO.

A brief moment of panic shot across Bret's face that made me feel just guilty (and hungry) enough to concede. So we leave and just as we get across town Bret exclaims that he had forgotten some laundry in the dryer. Normally this would be no big deal but recently some jerks had been know to dump clean laundry on the floor or worse the trash if you left it in the dryer and they wanted to use it. Well, this royally pissed me off. I will be the first to admit that I am a totally grump when I am hungry.

So we start to head for the laundry building and I (ashamedly) was chewing Bret out. I think at one point I said "what the hell have you been doing all day...seriously I know how much laundry you have and it could not have been that much...I can't believe you were over 2 hours late picking me...seriously how rude can you be today". Just about that time we rounded the corner and there in the middle of the back yard was a beautiful candle lit dinner table waiting for us.

Can we say foot in mouth?

Not only did he have a gorgeous table set but he also had a friend in culinary school fix us the most delicious 5 course meal ever...champagne and all. I remember thinking the whole time not to get my hopes up. He did mention earlier that it was our 2 1/2 year anniversary and I didn't want to spoil the evening by hoping for something that may or may not happen.

After we enjoyed the best meal ever Bret asked if I was ready to go inside. I said yes and he blew out the floating candle that was floating in a really large brandy glass that was our center piece. When this happened it got way darker than we had expected even though he had strung lights up in the tree.

The next thing I knew Bret was digging through the crushed marbles that were in the bottom of the brandy glass. Then with sheer panic on his face he tried to pour the water out and was sorting through the marbles. I had no idea what was going or what he was doing. I was starting to laugh because he looked pretty crazy with this center piece. One minute is was on the floor looking for something and the next thing I know he stopped and just dropped to one knee.

I was so surprised. He started to get really teary and said that he was sorry that everything got messed up at the end. Apparently he had the ring sitting in the middle of the brandy glass thinking that I might see it. When he blew the candle out and reached inside he couldn't find it. Then we was worried that maybe he poured it out on the ground when he dumped some of the water out. He said a bunch of stuff but I don't remember any of it. We both laughed and cried and were so excited. I think the funniest part was that when we went back inside we tried to call everyone...and NO ONE was home. My parents, his parents, neither of our sisters, roommates...no one.

Oh well. Saying yes was the best decision I ever made and I would make the same one over and over and over again.

I love you!

6 comments:

Bea said...

What a sweet proposal! I love the story. Happy anniversary!

Girl With The Golden Touch said...

Aww bless him. Happy Anniversary, may you have many more to come! x

Adriana said...

Thanks!

Married to a med student - Marissa Nicole said...

How sweet! Happy belated anniversary!

FRANNIE said...

OOOHHH, that's so sweet.

Trina said...

Haha.. this is great. Gotta love him for trying so hard.