done deal.
After riding a Harley halfway down the state to ask her father for her hand and waiting for what seemed like an eternity for the custom jewlery shop to finish her ring, I was finally prepared to ask my amazing, wise, and beautiful girlfriend of (exactly) nine months to marry me.
For our "anniversary", I suggested we have some dessert at B&O Espresso, and afterward, go to the photobooth at Broadway Market. Throughout the date, I kept a steady hand by playing up how tired I was, and what a horrible day I'd had at work. I'm sure I was an awful date, but it kept me from revealing my nervousness.
Once in the photobooth, I gave Nicole the money to slip into the machine with my right hand, and slipped my left into my sock, where the ring and box were conveniently stowed. We both positioned ourselves for the first picture, but before the flash went off, quick as a flash I opened the box and asked her if she would marry me. Which worked out well because in the chaos that ensued, I'm certain there was a "yes" in there somewhere. I have pictures to prove it.
http://home.comcast.net/~mattyc9/nicole/proposal.jpg
For our "anniversary", I suggested we have some dessert at B&O Espresso, and afterward, go to the photobooth at Broadway Market. Throughout the date, I kept a steady hand by playing up how tired I was, and what a horrible day I'd had at work. I'm sure I was an awful date, but it kept me from revealing my nervousness.
Once in the photobooth, I gave Nicole the money to slip into the machine with my right hand, and slipped my left into my sock, where the ring and box were conveniently stowed. We both positioned ourselves for the first picture, but before the flash went off, quick as a flash I opened the box and asked her if she would marry me. Which worked out well because in the chaos that ensued, I'm certain there was a "yes" in there somewhere. I have pictures to prove it.
http://home.comcast.net/~mattyc9/nicole/proposal.jpg
