Proposal stories
 

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all I gotta say is, F'in PIMP!!! That is a baaaaaaad ass story.

sorry, I haven't done and proposing yet. however I could make up a story if you want

I copied this direct from my journal, so sorry to those of you who've read this word for word before!

The morning of our 1 year anniversary, we left Milwaukee to go spend the weekend in Chicago, because I'd never been there. I could already tell it was going to be a good day, I just had a feeling. Before we left, I gave him his anniversary present... a small scrapbook type thing that I made for him, with pictures and movie stubs and just little stuff I'd collected from our 1st year of dating. He loved it! I was so glad... I was afraid he'd think it was dorky, or that it wouldn't be "enough". But he said it was perfect :) He told me I couldn't have my anniversary present yet, but that we'd be picking it up on the way.

We headed out of town, but took a different route. He stopped in front of a flower shop, and ran inside to bring me back out a dozen roses :) :) He said there was one for every wonderful month we've had together. He kept wanting me to look at the roses and pick out which one was my favourite. I got some ideas of which ones I liked best, but I said I wanted to wait until we got to the hotel and I could unwrap them. Holding onto them in the car was hard enough with them wrapped up. We got to Chicago and I went to put the flowers in the water right away, and unwrapped the bottom so I could make sure all the stems got into the water. I counted them to make sure they were all in the water... and only got 11. So I tried again... and this time I found a 12th (smaller) stem way up high in the paper. We sat back and talked for a while, and Al was looking at the flowers, when he said - "Wait a minute... I only see 11". Sure enough, we counted, and there were 2 of each colour, but only 1 red one. The 12th stem I'd found was from some of the greenery that came with it. He apologized and apologized and said he'd get me a 12th rose some time that night. I said it was okay, I didn't mind, I thought they were beautiful and didn't care if there were 11 or 12. But he promised he'd find me another rose.

We went to go see the Blue Man Group (very cool) and when we got back to the hotel, it was probably about 9:00, and I really wanted something to eat and to drink. We were going to walk across the street to the sub/donut place we'd gotten dinner from, but we were just laying on the bed for a while before we decided to go. He asked me if there was anything he could do to make this night more perfect for me. I said no and asked if I could do anything for him, but he brought it back to me and asked me several times if there was anything he could do. I could tell he wasn't going to let me not give an answer, so I said jokingly "Well, if you could pull out my grandmothers engagement ring...", knowing full well that we weren't going to pick it up until my Mom's birthday next month.

He got out of bed, and said "That's a tall order... but I can give you your 12th rose.". He reached behind the TV shelf, and pulled out a ceramic red rose in a vase. I thought it was sweet, and figured he must have snuck off and got it at some point during the night from the gift shop or something, but couldn't think of any significant lengths of time that I wasn't with him. For the split second of time while I was thinking this, he was walking back to where I was sitting on the bed, and he got down on one knee. He opened the top of the rose (it had a hinged top that I didn't see), and inside was my grandmother's engagement ring. He asked if I would marry him, and I nodded and squeaked yes (I started crying as soon as he got down on one knee). We hugged and hugged for the longest time, and finally I stopped crying long enough to actually say "Yes" and have him put the ring on my finger.

It was new years eve and I had been sick for 3 days. We had spent every New Years that I canr emember with my Best Friend so I wasn't about to not do it this year. We needed to go to the store to get some food to make for dinner. As we were driving towards the store he took a turn and headed towards campus. When we got there he said he wanted to go for a walk through campus with me because he hadn't seen me in a couple of days. It was raining, it was cold, and I felt like crap. I didn't want to get out of the car and pitch a mighty good fit. Finally he got snipy and told me to deal with it. As we walked along campus a pretended that he triped and when I looked back at him to see if he was ok he was on his knee on the ground. I was still thinking that he had fallen and was trying to help him up, but he was trying to proposal.
We now laugh about it but at the time he thought I was going to say NO because I was trying to get him off the ground. OOPS.

awwww

well- another one of my fave stories from my parents is when my mom said to my dad "if you asked me to marry you, i'd say yes" and my dad replied... "do ya wanna?" lol

This just reminded me of what my dad said, which was "So, do you want to make this official?" I guess Mom had to force him down on a knee!

I had posted this story on another thread, so here it is!

"My husband was visiting me in Buffalo in January between semesters in law school (now THAT is true love!). We went out to a very romantic dinner and ate by the fireplace. He looked so nervous, but I didn't know why. (I was sure he was going to pop the question over Spring Break, when I was going to visit him in L.A.)

Instead of eating dessert, he suggested that we grab some Ben and Jerry's, go home and watch the Golden Globe awards. He was working for Dreamworks at the time, and "Saving Private Ryan" was up that year, so I figured he wanted to go home to cheer for the home team.

We went home, and I was gearing up for a night of cuddling and TV watching when he started lighting candles everywhere and told me that he had my Valentine's Day gift. He said he wanted to give it to me early, since we wouldn't be together that day.

He handed me a little gift-wrapped box, and inside it was a beautiful blank journal. I opened it up, and on every single page was an "I love you because..." with a different reason on each one. I was so touched.

I finally got to the last page of the journal, and it said, "I love you for all these reasons and more. I can't wait for the day that you will be my wife. Will you marry me?"

I thought he was kidding and I started to giggle. But then I looked up, and there he was, down on his knee with the ring box open. I was so stunned that I just sat there and stared at him. Then he finally asked,"Well? Will you marry me?" I was still so shocked that I only nodded in agreement.

So I tease him all the time, "I never said YES, you know!!!!"

Despite that little detail, it was a perfect evening, a perfect wedding, and I'm glad to tell you all that we are a very happy old married couple!"

(Still happy...we'll have been together 9 years this fall!)

Re: Proposal stories
 

Totally cute story!!! :)

2 funny family stories
 

My cousin and her boyfriend took a vacation to Paris. They were outside of Notre Dame Cathedral when he got down on his knee and proposed, saying that they'd get married on the other side of the world from Paris, Maui Hawaii. They have beautiful pictures of both locations! Got married on a beach just the two of them, tho their parents knew they were tying the knot. We got a postcard with the cheesy "We got maui-ed" & they sent close family members beautiful flowers from Hawaii too.

My dad & mom were driving back downstate to Long Island when he pulled over into a rest area. My mom thought he was going to ask her if she needed to use the bathroom when he came out with "Will you marry me?" LOL

Mr. aephi alum and I had spent the evening in Boston and were walking back across the Mass. Ave. bridge to Cambridge. Halfway across, I suddenly noticed he wasn't walking next to me any more. I turned around, and there he was, down on one knee. He put his class ring on my left ring finger and asked me to marry him. I accepted immediately!

It was semi-spur-of-the-moment. I think he wanted to plan something terribly elaborate and romantic and stuff, but he couldn't wait. It was still plenty romantic. :)

The Mass. Ave. bridge is marked off in Smoots, thanks to the LXA chapter at MIT. The bridge is 364.4 Smoots and one ear in length. The exact middle of the bridge is marked "Halfway to Hell", but Mr. aephi alum decided that wasn't exactly an appropriate label for a proposal spot ;) so he proposed at the 180 Smoot mark. So we will always be able to pick out the exact spot, and someday we'll be showing it to our kids and grandkids. :)

He also likes to say that he picked the spot because if I'd said no he could have tossed me in the Charles River. :p

Ladies,
Those are such wonderful, touching stories. I only hope that one day I will be able to share a story with you about my proposal. One day.....until then, I'll be patiently waiting. ;)

greeklawgirl....your story made me cry. What a great guy!

Corey's a drummer in a band. We met in Marching Band way back when (he was in 8th grade, I was in 9th). Music has always been a part of who we are.

This past November, his rock band, Hero, decided to come play a show at a local bar in Elon. They had played there before, so I thought nothing of it. I kept telling all of my sisters to come, and a lot of them were asking me about it. I convinced a lot of people to go, and I thought I was an amazing girlfriend :)

My best friend from home called his cell phone when he was at my apartment before the show, and I answered. She covered quickly with "Oh, I was calling my friend Charity, I must have gone too far in my phone's address book." When I got to the bar a few hours later, she was there! She said she and her friend decided to get in the car to come hear the show. My little (who transferred to UGA) was also there. She told me she was in town for her former suitemate's birthday. I totally bought all of this.

Halfway through the show, Corey got up to sing. He doesn't have a good singing voice, so I was wondering why he was singing. I thought he was just being cute and romantic, but the last line of the song, he (and everyone else in the bar) yelled "Will you marry me?" as he got down on one knee. I have never been so speechless in my entire life. I sobbed and said yes, of course. Apparently Corey had sent a CD of the song and the whole plan to my roommates, and they in turn emailed all our sisters and my other friends at school. It was the best day of my life :D

Thanks, I think he's great, too :D We were engaged on Nov 15, 2003, and we're getting married April 2, 2005, the 8th anniversary of our first date.

That Is Awesome!!!

Congrats!!

I wish I had a story but I havent been proposed to yet and I'm still searching for a decent guy.

Bumping this thread because I'm a huge sucker for proposal stories!

Any good ones out there?

This story is about how my cousin (we’ll call him Chris), proposed to his wife (we’ll call her Stacy), and I just had to tell it.

The two of them had planned to rent a movie one night. Chris said he’d pick up the video and he promised Stacy he wouldn’t get anything too “guy-ish”. She agreed, and he came home later with a couple movies. She asked him what he got and he said it was a surprise. She watched tv while he made some popcorn.

He came in the room, handed her the bowl, and put in the movie. Well.. my other cousin’s husband works for a production company and he put together a movie of Chris and Stacy. It was from all of the vacations they took together (and there were a lot!). At the beginning of the movie, Chris pops up on the screen and says what the movie is about, and says that he loves her and that he hopes she enjoys the show.

As the movie goes on, there are tons of pictures of them… goofy ones, nice ones… and there was some video added in, also.

At the end of it, Chris comes back on the screen, saying how much he loves her, etc. etc. Then he says, “Hold on..” He disappears off camera for no more than 5 seconds, and he comes back wearing a tux. He says, “This seemed a bit more appropriate for the occasion, but I’ll turn it over to Chris now..” The REAL Chris then pulled out the ring and got down on one knee. Meanwhile, on the video, Chris is standing there and in the top corner appears a big picture of a ring... he looks up at it, points at it, looks straight ahead again, and smiles.

The next time my family visited, he had us watch the video and it was the cutest thing. And I'm sure the actual proposal was just as adorable :)

I'm surprised I didn't post my story before. It's not romantic, but it's pretty humorous.

About 8 months after we started dating, my bf asked me what I thought about us spending more time together. I looked at him, incredulous, because we were both working full time and in grad school at night and very, very busy. I pointed this out to him and he said "No, I mean, for the long haul". I told him there were a lot of issues we had never discussed and started ticking off things we had never talked about like our differences in religion, kids, some family issues. He dispelled each concern immediately and we went out looking at rings a few weeks later. That Christmas, we were at his sister's house and he hands me a small box from a jewelers. I thought for sure it was the ring and opened the box and there was a gold bracelet. Very pretty gold bracelet, but not the ring I thought it was going to be. 7 months later, July, I'm at work and talking with my co-worker about this relationship. I told her that I was having concerns about the fact that he hadn't proposed yet but didn't want to give him an ultimatum because I didn't want him proposing because he felt railroaded. I told her that if he was still unsure after all this time, I didn't think I was the right woman for him and that I was going to break up with him that night. He comes over and we sit on the couch and I start my spiel about how if he's not sure by now, he may never be sure and perhaps I wasn't the right person for him so I think we should stop seeing each other. He lets me go through the whole break-up speech. When I was done, he pulled a ring box out of his pocket and says "Well what am I going to do with this then?" I called him a ishthead and took the ring.

I never did ask him why he had that ring in his pocket that particular day. I've never asked if he was planning to propose or if he'd been carrying it around with him for weeks waiting for the right time or what. Definitely not the romantic proposal I had dreamed of. I guess that should have been my sign that we weren't right for each other in the first place, since we're divorced now!

It all started when he went to bed at 10pm (early) on a friday night. I should have known something was up. At the time, we were in a long distance military relationship, so phone calls were precious...

When I talked to him early saturday morning, the background noise on his phone sounded kinda crazy and I asked him, "Are you driving right now?" and he said "no, I'm sitting in front of the tv watching saturday morning cartoons drinking a cup of coffee," which was a perfectly good explanation, bc that's how he spent his saturday mornings...He rattled off a list of things he was going to do that day, go grocery shopping, etc etc. What a liar!

Well, I went christmas shopping with Mom. Again, something I picked up on AFTER the fact, was when she asked me at lunch if I thought he was going to propose for Christmas, and I said "Hell, I dunno. All I know is that he promised me he would do it before he left on deployment in May." So Mom knew - she wouldnt have brought it up if she didnt....

So, 'bout 4:00, I got home from shopping. At my apt complex, we had assigned parking spaces. I pulled up, and there was a truck in my spot. And I was like "Crap! Someone's in my spot....wait a minute....that looks like Jonny's truck....Oh my GOD! It IS Jonny's truck." So I figured he just wanted to surprise me - whatever. I mean, thoughts were running through my head real quick like "Its nice of him to want to surprise me, but I have final exams on Monday...This had BETTER be good....."

Well, it was. It was better than good. I walked in the door of the apt and said "What are you doing here?" and I looked over at the Christmas tree, and there he was, knelt down on one knee, shaking like a leaf when he asked me....

Technically, I never said "yes" I just started kissing him and he put the ring on me. Hah!

So....I found out that he went to bed early friday night, because he got on the road at 4:30 am to make the 9 hour drive down here. He met my Dad for lunch at 2pm to show him the ring and "ask permission" and all that. He said he had only been at my apt for about 10 minutes when I came home.

Awww to this whole thread! I'll echo a few other posters and say, "Someday!"

My fiance proposed twice, (no, I didn't turn him down the first time) but the second one is the more romantic story :)

When he proposed the first time, we were both broke college students, so he couldn't buy a ring. He wanted to though, so we started looking together.

We spent that summer apart because he had a job and a lease in our college town, and I had an internship in our home town. He came to visit me over Memorial Day weekend, and we went to the mall. He took me to all these stores to look at engagement rings, then took me to dinner before we went out to the movies. We were seeing the opening showing of Pirates 3, so I was really excited.

After the movie, around midnight, he asks me if I want to go to the dock at Lake Occoquan. I was in a pirate haze, so I just said yes, thinking nothing of it. Pirates, water, it made perfect sense to me.

So we walked down onto the dock, and he turns to me and says, "I need to be honest with you... this whole day was a lie." I had no idea what he was talking about. Then he pulled the ring out of his pocket, and told me that he had already bought the ring, got down on one knee, and asked me to marry him. I was stunned, because I really didn't think that he'd bought the ring already! It was so sweet!