Showing posts with label proposal. Show all posts
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www.tips-fb.com ~* Ash *~
It was the Wednesday after my last final. Val and I originally planned to take that day and do absolutely nothing. We were both exhausted from a stressful semester and just wanted to relax. The only planned activity we had was take her dog, Maggie, to the park for a walk. Which park? Why Gallup Park, of course...the spot of one of our best dates.

Sidebar: A few years ago, we were supposed to have a romantic, moonlit picnic at the park.... But it turned out to be unseasonably cold, so we ended up sitting on a bench -- the bench -- under a blanket, wearing peacoats, and eating burritos. Not what we had in mind, but we laughed it off and made the best of it.

That morning, I surprised her when I told her that "today is Ashley Appreciation Day." I reasoned to her that since she had been so supportive of me throughout the semester and during my grueling finals and qualifying exams, she deserved a day solely dedicated to showing her my appreciation. I told her that the first activity involved breakfast at Angelos, the spot of another great date we had. I also gave her a gift box that had a gift card to the Douglas J Aveda Institute for a manicure.

Excited, she happily agreed to partake in Ashley Appreciation Day, and we left for breakfast. Since Angelos doesn't have much space for parking, I let Val out of the car, while I looked for a park. While waiting for a spot to open, Val called me on the phone and told me that the waitress seated her in the same booth we sat in on the date we had there. I hadn't planned that at all, so I knew that God truly was shining on the day. That helped a lot, and made me more at ease in regards to everything working out.

After eating breakfast, I dropped her off for her manicure and went to campus to handle some "business." This business involved taking care of some things in my department, as well as giving my camera to my -- now groomsman -- Mr. K. In addition, we talked strategy and logistics as to how everything was going to go down. Mr. K and his wife, Mrs. K, would go ahead of Val and I to the park, find an inconspicuous place to park, and occupy our bench (which I showed him on Google maps) until we got there.

Then their job was to secretly take as many pictures as possible. After getting that straight, I left campus and headed back to pick Val up. Unfortunately, she wasn't ready, so I went to a coffee shop nearby and started compiling some pictures on my computer that I planned on using later on that afternoon.

When she was finally ready, we got in the car and headed back to her place to get Maggie. On the way, Val suggested that we wait until early afternoon to take Maggie to the park. Knowing that my camera man/groomsman was already on site, I convinced her that we should just go ahead with our current plans. So we picked up Maggie, and headed to Gallup Park.

While in the car, she received an email on her Blackberry informing her that she had received a huge grant to assist her in her academic progress... another sign that God was smiling on that day. At this point in her mind, the day couldn't get any better. Little did she know, the best (in my opinion) was still yet to come.

When we got to the park, I got out and scoped out the scene to make sure Mr. and Mrs. K weren't in obvious view. When I finally spotted them, they were sitting on the bench that Val I sat on on during the date we had at the park... our spot so to speak.

As we started moving towards this bench Mr. and Mrs. K went and hid. As we rounded the corner and came up upon the bench, I suggested to Val that since it just happened to be available, we should sit down. She agreed and we proceeded to sit on the bench. While sitting there reminiscing about all the good times we'd had, I took Maggie and began to tell her the story of the memorable date at the park. Although Maggie was the least bit concerned, Val thought it was cute.

Once I finished telling the story to Maggie, I added that "now the story continues." I reached into my pocket, and pulled out a piece of paper containing a copy of letter I had written to Val's parents asking for their permission.

Sidebar: I'm old fashioned and really wanted to ask in person, but when my research trip to Maryland was postponed, I decided that the next best thing to do was write a letter. After sending the letter to her parents, I talked to them on two separate occasions in regards to whether or not I had their permission. The first time her dad told me to wait until we talked in person (wasn't what I wanted to hear, but I respected that). Her mom then immediately called me back and told me to go ahead with any plans that I had and that when I was ready to give Val the ring to just call her father back.

I unfolded the letter and began to read it. When I got to the end, Val expectedly asked whether or not her parents responded. I told her about the first time I talked to them and how her dad told me to wait, yet her mom told me to go ahead. I then began to explain that I called her dad back the previous day and told him that I couldn't wait any longer, and that I needed his permission because I wanted to do it tomorrow.

When it finally hit her that tomorrow meant today, I got down on one knee and pulled out the ring. To make the moment even more special, I didn't have the ring in a box. When I used to go on trips, Val would give me little, red bags filled with Hershey's Kisses, so I had the ring inside of one of the satchels that I'd saved.

Before I could even get the words out, Val began to cry. So caught up in the moment, I actually put the ring on her finger before I asked her to marry me. Either way, she said "YES!!!"

After hugging and kissing, my camera man/groomsmen and his wife came out of hiding. They took a few more pictures of us, congratulated us, and then headed on their way.

As for Val and I, we continued with our original plan, walking Maggie. As we walked through the park we ran into various strangers who were willing to take pictures of us with my camera. One guy was actually a professional photographer and snapped a few great shots of us on a swing.

As we were leaving the park, we decided that even though we had just gotten engaged, we should spend a little time getting some work done in a coffee shop (such nerds). I convinced Val that the only appropriate coffee shop to go to was Sweetwaters Coffee & Tea where we had our first date.

When we got there, Val was shocked to find that I had our table reserved with a SweetStory card on the table. After grabbing some drinks and dessert, we sat down and went through the pictures that Mr. and Mrs. K took. We compiled the pictures into a slide show and started working on music.

We then left the coffee shop and headed to our first Fox Trot/Swing dance lesson... already preparing for that first dance as man and wife.

After class, we finished the picture slideshow and began sending it out to family and friends.
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They say that the proposal is to the groom, what the wedding is to the bride. I couldn't agree more with this statement. Why else would something as seemingly simple as getting down on one knee, saying "will you marry me" (or some variation thereof), and putting a ring on her finger, conjure up feelings of excitement, surprise, and often fear and stress. Why do men go to great extremes (think Jumbotron, skywriting, or fireworks display) or no extreme at all to find the "perfect" way to convince her to say "yes."

The reality is, the proposal (in my expert opinion) sets the tone for the wedding and impending marriage. For without a proposal, there is nothing else.

I must admit, however, that by going through the proposal process, I've come to realize that there actually isn't a "perfect" proposal; at least not in the planning stages. Every idea has potential, most locations carry with them some sort of sentimental value, and more often than not, she's going to say "yes" regardless of how you ask.

So how do you sift through the infinite number of possibilities to find the best way to ask? I really don't know, but I can tell you how I did it.

My proposal story starts much earlier than the morning of the day I asked her; like three to four months earlier, when I was out to breakfast with some fellas from church. Throughout our conversation, we covered the usual basics: spiritual walks, career aspirations, a healthy dose of guy humor, etc. What was unusual, however was the time and attention we gave to our personal lives, in particular, our relationships with our respective significant others. What started as a simple "how's (insert name here) doing?" quickly turned into a "Do you think she's the one?"

Sidebar: I've always thought that Val and I had something special, something I've never experienced in a relationship before. I knew she had the potential to be a great wife and a great mother. We openly admitted very early on that we weren't just dating for the sake of dating. I was an undergrad in engineering around that time, so I had plenty of academic related stuff to occupy all of my time. We both had the shared ideal of one day getting married.

So my response to the question naturally was "yeah, I think she's the one" and listed some sound reasons why. It didn't end there though. The question that followed didn't have an immediate answer. It was, "What does God say?". I've always thought God was in favor of our relationship. I've prayed about us and for us. I would like to credit her for helping me strengthen my relationship with God. Yet, I still wasn't certain that God was in favor of us getting married.

For that next week, I did a lot of prayer and meditation on the subject. I was originally expecting a loud thunderous "YES" or "NO" to come from the sky, but the manner in which I received the answer was quite different.

Instead of a verbal answer, God took me back on a journey through our whole relationship, and showed me how He placed Val in my life for a very specific reason, to help me accomplish the things that I could not do alone. To be there not only in a romantic capacity, but also as a spiritual counsel and as an emotional support. To not only share life's greatest moments, but greatest disappointments; and I can honestly say that since our initial introduction (be it her version or mine), she has grown from a casual acquaintance, to the best friend I can't live without.

Now that I was certain that God showed me that she was in fact "the one," the real planning began. I had already started saving for an engagement ring (didn't want any extra debt), so the majority of the planning focused on acquiring the ring and finding a way to give it to her. Actually getting the ring was a little bit harder than one might imagine, because of the fact that the ring she fell in love with was at a jeweler located about an hour outside of Ann Arbor. Coming up with an excuse to justifiably skip town for a few hours all the while going on cell phone silence, presented quite a challenge. Luckily, or rather divinely, the day I went to get the ring (couldn't pass up the jeweler's 20% sale), Val was at a conference in Atlanta at the closing banquet...problem solved.

With spiritual confirmation and a ring, the only hurdle left was finding the "perfect" way to give it to her...and that's where the frustration began.

I had many ideas in mind, many ideal locations, and many different ways I wanted to convey the simple yet purposeful message "do you want to spend the rest of your life with me." Ironically, (not boasting) I was pretty certain that regardless of how, when, and where it happened Val would say yes. By this point we had already started our pre-engagment journey, and openly talked about a potential timeline and even some proposal places.

At first I thought this was stealing the thunder and mysteriousness from my plans but seeing her face light up with every idea I threw at her made me confident that wherever it was, whenever it was, it was going to be "perfect." So for that reason, the proposal became as much about what I wanted it to be as it did what she wanted.

Considering those two together, my ideas ranged from a nice dinner and movie at the house, to a nice walk in the park, to the spot of our first date or first kiss, to a random scenic stop on a drive back to Maryland, or even announcing it over a plane's PA system if were were to fly back to MD instead of driving. Needless to say, I needed some focus. Luckily Val provided that. In terms of timing, I could tell that as the semester was closing out, she started to get a little antsy. So I moved the time frame from mid-to-late May up to late-April/early-May. This limited me to Michigan since a trip to MD wouldn't happen until possibly the end of May.

Val also expressed concern about having, in her words, "chewed up nails" on the day I proposed. This helped me focus some more: make sure she had a manicure close to the time I was going to propose.

Lastly, since we were going to be in Michigan, I knew that she would like for her parents to, if not be involved, at least be able to relive the moment with us...so I needed someone to take pictures.

Considering all of this, and with a little help from my mom, I put together a proposal that Val would remember for the rest of her/our lives....
www.tips-fb.com ~* Ash *~
I know that Lu's not going to propose before the end of the semester, but I've been a little on edge lately. We've finished both of our pre-engagement books, started pre-marital counseling, and now it's just a waiting game.

In fact, Lu's already faked me out twice! He claims it's totally innocent, but don't these situations seem a bit suspicious?

1) It was Easter Sunday. We stopped by Lu's place after church because he had to change out of his suit before we went to study. While we were there, my mother calls me and mentions that she just got off the phone with Lu's mom. Our mothers are friendly, but this was the second time that they'd spoken that week -- a little strange, but I guess it was Easter.

As we get ready to leave Lu's apartment, he picks up his camera. Not just his point-and-shoot, but his Nikon D3000 Digital SLR camera. When Lu got this camera, he took about 500 pictures of me the first week, and another few thousand over Christmas and on our Florida/Bahamas vacation. However, Lu never really carries his camera around on just regular occasions. Hmmmmm.

We then stopped by my place to get my books. Every other Sunday, I also change from my church outfit to jeans. Since it was Easter Sunday, I had on an especially nice dress, my hair was styled, my nails were painted, and I was even wearing some make-up. Lu told me that I should keep my outfit on -- including my heels -- because I looked so beautiful. Okay, now this was definitely not shaping up to be a normal Sunday!

Lu then suggested that we celebrate the beautiful day by getting ice cream at Washtenaw Dairy. I'm a huge dessert person, so I never turn down ice cream... especially on a gorgeous spring day. So we settled down with our ice cream (strawberry for Lu and peachy peach for me), and Lu began to talk about how nice it was to be there with me on such a beautiful day and how blessed he is to have me in his life.

Then he stood up, pulled out his camera, and attempted to snap a picture of me.  At this point, my heart started beating a little faster because I think this is it.

However, the camera battery was dead. Lu's obviously disappointed, but he sat back down and kept talking about us and our future. My heartbeat was still elevated, as I attempted to calmly finish my ice cream.

Then as we took the last bites of our cones, he reached for my hand and asked, "Are you ready to go?"

And we studied happily ever after for the rest of the evening....

2) This past Sunday, Lu and I spent six hours at school working.  I was doing some statistical programming for my research job, and my eyes were literally crossing by the time we were ready to leave. I was completely exhausted and just wanted to go home and pass out. As we're driving back from campus, Lu suggested that we get some Chinese food.

I told Lu that I wasn't hungry, but that I would stop for him. We turned around, he got his take-out, and then he hopped back in the car. After we got back to my house, I could barely keep my eyes open. I apologized for being rude and told Lu that I was heading to bed. At this point, I wasn't even thinking about a proposal.

The next morning, Lu told me that he'd saved a fortune cookie for me. All of a sudden, I stopped and realized how familiar the whole situation seemed. He took one look at my face, then laughed and said, "Don't worry. There's not a ring in it. I just know you like fortune cookies."

So two fake-outs in three weeks, and no ring. I know that I originally said that I expected the proposal in May or June, and I still do. It's just exciting to wonder when and how it will actually happen!

(By the way, the fortune said, "The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese." Really?!)

www.tips-fb.com ~* Ash *~
Although the proposal details are up to Lu, I wanted to make sure that I had some input on the ring. I know that some women want the ring to be a surprise, but if I'm going to wear a piece of jewelry every, single day, I want to make sure I absolutely love it.

A ring looks different in a catalog or online than it does in the store, and a ring in a display case looks different than when it's on your hand. Since I hadn't tried on engagement rings before, I wasn't even sure which direction to point Lu in, so we went ring-shopping together. Sure enough, finding the right ring wasn't a simple task.

Lu and I went to five different stores on three different trips before I saw "my" ring.  When I slipped that ring on my finger, I sighed, squealed, and did the thing where I held my hand out and admired it from afar.  From that point on, I didn't want to look at any more rings, and I gushed about that ring on our trip home.  I made sure to leave Lu with no question in mind as to what ring I wanted.

The only "problem" is that the ring that I want is smaller and less expensive than the ring that Lu originally wanted to give me. On our first ring-shopping trip, Lu was immediately drawn to the one-carat-plus solitaires with the several thousand dollar price tags. They were beautiful, but they were big...  way too big for my child-size hands.

To give you an idea of how small my hands are, my ring size is around a 5 1/4. The average woman wears a size 7, which would be loose on my thumb. Most 10-year-olds have hands bigger than mine. Needless to say, when I put on those huge rocks, I looked like I had been playing in my mother's jewelry box.

This was disappointing to Lu because, for better or worse, the proposal and the ring are a direct reflection on the man. The first two questions that people generally ask when they hear about an engagement are:

1) How'd he propose?
2) Can I see the ring?

...not necessarily in that order. The ring is Lu's time to shine, or rather, sparkle vicariously through the diamond on my finger. Most men take this job very seriously.

When you ask a woman her version of the proposal, it's usually pretty simple, "We were at this place, on this day, for this reason. He gave me the ring this way, and I said, 'Yes.' It was great!"

You ask a man about the proposal, and you better be prepared to take a seat. He will give you the play-by-play details from the minute he came up with his great idea until the time that he went down on one knee and popped the question. These stories are much more entertaining than the woman's version, and I've already decided that Lu will tell our proposal story whenever we're together and someone asks.

Men may not care about chair covers or flowers, but the ring and the proposal will always be theirs.

One friend recalled his year-long proposal preparations, including that he had to arrange to fly halfway across the country to get the diamond from his grandmother. While he was planning the perfect proposal and taking great care to get a ring that had sentimental value, his then-girlfriend/now-wife was losing patience with his "lack of commitment to their future." 

He even confided, "A few times I just wanted to get it over with or tell her 'I have the ring. Just wait for goodness sake!' But I really knew that she wanted it to be special and would appreciate the thought I put into it."

Another currently-engaged friend asked me if we'd already picked out rings together. When I said that we had, she proceeded to ask if he'd gotten me the ring that I wanted. This question made me pause, "Why wouldn't he have gotten the ring that I so obviously fawned over?"

It turns out that her fiance decided to get a bit "creative" with her engagement ring. Although they picked out the ring together, he wanted to add an extra twist. My friend has a gorgeous ring and her fiance planned a wonderful proposal, but her story clearly demonstrates that men want to stand out and be unique in the engagement process. It's not just about the woman.

I'm pretty confident that the ring that I picked out is small enough to look flattering on my hand but has the size and sparkle to feed Lu's pride.... I just hope that he feels the same way.
www.tips-fb.com ~* Ash *~
From my post a few days ago, it's pretty clear that even I don't know exactly what I want in a proposal, so I'm going to leave the details completely up to Lu. However, one part of the process that I'd love to be privy to is hearing Lu ask permission from my parents, particularly my dad.

This request is apparently so stressful that there are a number of articles written on how, when, and who to ask. In my search, I even discovered a website called The Groom Guide -- which I didn't even know existed -- that has an article discussing protocol for asking permission.

Lu was actually supposed to be asking my parents today. He was going to be in Maryland running an experiment with his advisor, and he'd planned to take a detour to my hometown. However, the experiment got delayed, and now the "May I have your daughter's hand?" conversation will have to happen over the phone.

My parents have had different reactions to Lu and I taking the next step in our relationship. My mom has been grinning like a Cheshire Cat since I mentioned marriage, but my dad was a little surprised. Shocked, actually.

My dad really likes Jeremy -- he talks to him, asks about him (by name even, not just "that guy that you've brought around a few times"), and hasn't said one critical thing about our relationship. Not that my dad's some big grump that sits in a corner grunting and complaining, but I'm the baby of the family by 18 years....No, that's not a typo. Despite the fact that I haven't lived at home since 2002, it's a little hard for him to let go.

Since that initial conversation, my father's warmed up to the idea that his baby girl is actually going to be someone else's wife.  Unlike my mom who has openly expressed her happiness and given her words of wisdom, he's been a bit more introspective. My father's the kind of guy that can talk to you about anything for hours, except his own emotions. 

I'd guess that when Lu calls my parents to ask for permission, the conversation will probably go something like this:

*phone rings*

Mom: Hello?

Lu: Hi, this is Jeremy. I was wondering if I could speak to both you and Ashley's father at the same time?

Mom (excited because she realizes what's going on): Okay, honey... just a secccoonnd! *yells in background* Buddy! Pick up the phone! Jeremy's on the phone! Hurry up!

Dad: Hello?

Lu: Hi, um hello. I was wondering -- you know, Ashley and I have been dating for a long time. Well, I guess not really a long time, just a year and a half technically; but we've been great friends for over two years, so we know each other well.... (rambles on for awhile)

Dad: *clears his throat*

Mom: *mini-squeal*

Lu: Basically, I really love your daughter. I'd like to ask her to be my wife, and I want to know if I have your blessing to proceed.

Mom (even more excited): Buddy? What do you think?

Dad: *silence*

Mom: Buddy? Come on. Jeremy's waiting.

Dad (quietly): Sure, I guess that would be okay.

Lu: Are you sure? I can wait to ask her if you're not positive. I really love her, but if it's not okay....

Mom: No! It's fine, baby. You have our blessing. When are you going to do it? Should I keep it a secret? Can I tell her sisters? Can I call your mom, or have you told her yet?...

*They may/may not discuss details. Who knows?*

Lu: Thank you both so much. I really appreciate it. Well, it was good talking to you. Have a good night.

Dad: You do the same.

Mom: Byeeee!

At this point, Lu will probably feel a mixture of relief and worry. A phone conversation is difficult to interpret. No body language. No facial expressions. My mom's mood will be clear, but my father's will be a bit more reserved. I know he's supportive, but it's easier to feel relief when there's excitement.

Of course, I'll find out about how it goes much later, but I just hope that whenever this conversation happens, Daddy's on his best behavior... or at least doesn't scare Lu off!
www.tips-fb.com ~* Ash *~
I had a perfect proposal plan in mind for years.


I'd come back home after a long day to find my guy waiting for me with a hot bath drawn and candles surrounding the tub. He'd tell me that he knows I'm tired, so he figured we could relax, watch a movie, and order take-out. I'd be pulling on my favorite sweats just as the Chinese food arrives. We'd watch some romantic comedy, eat our dinner, and then it would be fortune cookie time.


I have a thing for fortune cookies. I keep them posted on my fridge and even have one in my wallet. (In case you're curious, it says, "Your fortune is as sweet as a cookie.")


Back to my dream: When I opened my cookie, I would find a message that said something like, "Your happily ever after begins now," or "The man beside you would love to make you his forever," or even the straightforward, "Will you marry me?"


I'd look over, and he'd be down on one knee. He'd laugh off his own cheesiness, then make a heartfelt speech about why I'm the perfect woman for him. He'd open the ring box, and then the tears, kisses, and shrieks of excitement would start. I would be engaged.


Of course, my idea was so great that Hollywood stole it. Darn you, Anne Hathaway in Bride Wars!






Now that the time is approaching, Lu has been fishing for ideas about what my ideal proposal would be... and I've pretty much drawn a blank. Part of me just wants to him to hurry up and do it. Another part of me has a few, admittedly shallow, "guidelines" for when to propose:
  •  My nails should be painted, or at least not bitten down to the quick or severely chipped. Everyone wants to see the ring. They shouldn't be distracted by my inability to maintain a manicure.
  •  I'd like my hair straight, or at least not as crazy as it looks when I'm working, studying, or lounging around the house.
  • If we're going to take any pictures, then make sure that I'm wearing lipstick, or that I at least have access to some sort of tinted gloss.
Totally vain and ridiculous, I know. So this weekend I told Lu that I didn't care how I looked when he did it because it'd still be memorable. Besides, Lu is a total romantic, so I know he's going to do something great.


Of course, he wasn't satisfied with that answer, so I've put more thought into it. There are the birthday proposals, the ridiculously elaborate but unforgettable proposals (these are a few pictures and a description -- there's also a 10 minute slideshow), the public proposals, the uber-cliche New Year's Eve and Valentine's Day proposals, and the "I've been holding on to this ring for awhile and can't figure out what to do, so here you go" proposals.


Beautiful, sweet, awkwardly adorable -- but none of them are me. So I'm back to something similar to my original idea: take a regular day, add in a special twist at a special place, and I'll be the happiest girl in the world.


What's your dream proposal? If you're already married, how did real life compare to the dream?


Everyone thought this was a proposal picture. Despite the camera angle (and straight hair and lipstick), we're just talking. If he can make me smile like this during a normal conversation, then imagine what the proposal will be like!