A perfect start
Larry and I were on the road to Atlantic City by 10:00 am, which was pretty good by our standards. Since we were in no hurry, we stopped for a leisurely lunch, sprung for valet parking, and gambled for a little before heading up to the room. The $ count so far is: me a little up, Larry a little down. I found the salon here- I'm totally going to get an overpriced haircut.
After a few hours we found our room. They were going to upgrade us to a suite, but it turns out we were staying too long. I actually don't mind- the room is gorgeous and we have a spectacular view of the shore. This, however, was not the first thing I saw when I walked in the room. Set on a table in front of the window were the most beautiful flowers I have ever received. Two dozen long stem red roses, perfectly aranged. I was so touched. Larry gets me flowers often enough to make me think I am the luckiest girl in the world, but he has never gotten me roses. As I was preening over the flowers, Larry directs my attention to a package. I opened it while teasing him about buying me fancy underpants. Inside was a bag of Cracker Jacks and
"Dear Kate,
There is no ring in these Cracker Jacks. They apparently don't put rings in there anymore. And it's not even a box these days...it's a bag. There's no way I could open a bag of Cracker Jacks and re-seal it without you knowing something was up.
Not that you don't know something is up...
I am proposing to you. And I just couldn't think of one good idea. I thought of a BUNCH of good ideas. This package is the first.
I hope you say yes to the man who will get on bended knee and ask for your hand. But please also say yes to the boy who, in as many was possible, wants to have fun asking you...
Kate Davis, will you marry me?
Love, Larry"
I said yes, of course. And true to his word, Larry has, as of this moment, proposed to me five different ways. The letter/Cracker Jacks was one (for those not in the know, he has teased me about proposing with a Cracker Jacks ring). The card on the roses, which I found later, was the second. Next was a bottle of champange with "Kate, will you marry me?" on the label. Three was a card with this comic- and Larry's note saying "some ideas are better left undone." The most recent was leaving the ringbox under my room service tray.
And yes, the ring is gorgeous. It refuses to be properly photographed, so you'll have to wait to see it in person. Indeed, if you want to see it in person, we are here all week and invite all of our friends to visit us and celebrate. Apparently Larry still has two more "proposals" up his sleeve for the week- for a total of 7. My lucky number. And I'm probably going to give it away by saing so, but I will say "yes" each time.
I really am the luckiest girl in the world!
After a few hours we found our room. They were going to upgrade us to a suite, but it turns out we were staying too long. I actually don't mind- the room is gorgeous and we have a spectacular view of the shore. This, however, was not the first thing I saw when I walked in the room. Set on a table in front of the window were the most beautiful flowers I have ever received. Two dozen long stem red roses, perfectly aranged. I was so touched. Larry gets me flowers often enough to make me think I am the luckiest girl in the world, but he has never gotten me roses. As I was preening over the flowers, Larry directs my attention to a package. I opened it while teasing him about buying me fancy underpants. Inside was a bag of Cracker Jacks and
"Dear Kate,
There is no ring in these Cracker Jacks. They apparently don't put rings in there anymore. And it's not even a box these days...it's a bag. There's no way I could open a bag of Cracker Jacks and re-seal it without you knowing something was up.
Not that you don't know something is up...
I am proposing to you. And I just couldn't think of one good idea. I thought of a BUNCH of good ideas. This package is the first.
I hope you say yes to the man who will get on bended knee and ask for your hand. But please also say yes to the boy who, in as many was possible, wants to have fun asking you...
Kate Davis, will you marry me?
Love, Larry"
I said yes, of course. And true to his word, Larry has, as of this moment, proposed to me five different ways. The letter/Cracker Jacks was one (for those not in the know, he has teased me about proposing with a Cracker Jacks ring). The card on the roses, which I found later, was the second. Next was a bottle of champange with "Kate, will you marry me?" on the label. Three was a card with this comic- and Larry's note saying "some ideas are better left undone." The most recent was leaving the ringbox under my room service tray.
And yes, the ring is gorgeous. It refuses to be properly photographed, so you'll have to wait to see it in person. Indeed, if you want to see it in person, we are here all week and invite all of our friends to visit us and celebrate. Apparently Larry still has two more "proposals" up his sleeve for the week- for a total of 7. My lucky number. And I'm probably going to give it away by saing so, but I will say "yes" each time.
I really am the luckiest girl in the world!