Good evening, and Happy Friday!
I’ve been thinking for a while about writing about Mark and I’s wedding, and I decided the place to start would be our engagement story. I’d love to share our love journey with you, and I hope you enjoy the silliness and fun with us!
On December 15, 2013, Mark invited me on a date to celebrate our first anniversary as a couple. Normally, Mark lets me know what we’re doing and where we’re going on our date nights, but this night was different. I literally had no idea what was in store!
At about four o’clock in the afternoon, we went downtown Fredericksburg for some chill time before dinner. We chatted about our future home together, our future pets and simply enjoyed each other’s company.
We left Old Town in time to make our dinner reservations. Please note, I hadn’t a clue where we were eating other than it had to be some place nice since we were both in our Sunday Best. Granted, we had to make a Sheetz stop on the way to dinner… I was told by a close companion that Sheetz would have been an awesome proposal spot. I’d agree, but mine was better! After Sheetz, Mark’s phone went off. The alarm said, “Dinner at Kobe”, and yeah, I read it because he was driving! The secret was out, but it didn’t spoil my enthusiasm! I love Japanese food!
We ate a nice meal at Kobe; I had the vegetarian option and he had surf and turf! Go figure. During dinner, Mark was obviously thinking about something else… Meanwhile, my mind was going crazy! Was this man of mine going to propose on our anniversary?! As another clue, Mark told me I’d have to close my eyes on the way to our next location. Ah! the suspense!
After dinner, I was a bowl full of nerves. Since Kobe is across from a Walmart, I asked if I could make a pit stop there. Mark obliged. Thus, I meandered through Walmart dressed like a million bucks! (Wait, am I exaggerating now? Oops.) Back from Walmart, Mark drove for a while before asking me to close my eyes…
My eyes were closed for what seemed like an eternity. I listened to Mark wail along to B.o.B. radio. At first, I tried to keep track of our path. Eventually, I lost all orientation because Mark made tons of sharp turns (clearly, the desired effect). For the record, it felt like he was doing doughnuts… So nervewracking!
At long last, Mark parked the car and exited. He grabbed something from the back seat, and then came around to my side of the vehicle. As a gentleman, he opened my door and let me out. My eyes were still glued shut. He placed a heavy box into my arms and then asked me to open my eyes.
The box I was holding was a shoebox. Mark was directly in front of me, down on one knee (Aww). Mark instructed me to open the box, so I did. I noticed a variety of items with a Taco Bell Border Sauce packet on top. Mark asked me to read the Taco Bell packet, so I did. It stated, “Will you marry me?” Quickly, I looked down at Mark and noticed that he was carrying a box too! He had a small ring box in his right hand. After a moment’s delay, I said with certainty, “Yes Mark, I will marry you.”
Mark swiftly put the ring on my left hand (before I could change my mind). The ring is a gorgeous marquis diamond solitaire with a yellow gold band. Classic and elegant!
After a moment, Mark asked if I recognized where we were at. Honestly, I hadn’t thought a bit about where on earth we were. In effect, Mark turned me around, and violá! We were in Chipotle’s parking lot. Chipotle, you say? Yeah, Chipotle. A year before, we went to the same Chipotle for our first date; henceforth, our new life as an engaged couple began the same place as our time as a dating couple. I greatly appreciated the touch. I mean seriously, who else gets both Taco Bell and Chipotle in their proposal story?
So, that’s it. After an evening of craziness and excitement, Mark and I were officially engaged.