It turns out it's contagious...

That excitement? The excitement that's been brewing about the upcoming wedding? Yeah, it's contagious, so watch out...

I have been bitten by the wedding planning bug, and I am having fun so far! Of course, I'm most excited about the dress because I haven't gotten to sew anything this complex, challenging and wonderful in years.

And I get to marry the most wonderful guy in the world!! Woohoo!!!!

(See? I told you it was contagious.)

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My Version

Well, I noticed Smitty was posting his version of the proposal story, so I felt inclinded to go ahead and post mine simultaneously so that the two could be compared. I suggest reading his here first, so you understand how much effort went into the whole thing. This is going to be fun, I promise!

Monday, June 4th was exactly one year from our first date. I went to work as usual, since he had said we had plans for that evening. Around two o'clock, I was finishing up with a customer. My boss, Eddie, walked by and mentioned that I had a credit union member waiting, apparently someone I had helped last week. I assumed, naturally, that it was someone who spoke Spanish because I'm the only rep there that speaks Spanish. I finished with my member, and went to the front desk to sign out the person who had been waiting.

Of course, the sign-in pad only said Mr. Smith. I looked over in the lobby, and there was Smitty, waiting patiently in his Devil Rays jersey. I, being a good employee, asked him if he would wait while I took another member who was listed just ahead of him. He stopped me and said, no, you don't understand. I'm here to take you with me now to go the game. Eddie already knows about this. Smitty had even packed a change of clothes for me!

This, of course, baffled me. Eddie was around the corner on the phone, so I tapped him on the shoulder and mouthed "You knew about this?" To which he responded by nodding his head, and waving goodbye. On the way out, Eddie told me to enjoy the game. I finally proceeded to sign out, and clock out for the day, went to change my clothes in the bathroom, and we left for the game.

I was so excited that I got to play hooky from work, and with my boss' permission!! My boss was cool before, but this made him even cooler.

We had the most incredible seats at the game. We were two rows behind the on deck circle (where the batters warm up before they go up to bat). There was the most adorable little girl next to us, who was heckling the players just as well as any adult ever could! It was a great group to sit with, and the Rays were doing well so far.

In the middle of the 5th inning, Raymond, the Rays mascot (please see Smitty's blog for a picture) comes running down the bleacher stairs and stops in front of me. He's wearing a tuxedo and carrying a bouquet of silk roses, and a box. It wasn't a tiny box, but a small box. I, again, was baffled, and rather embarassed. Raymond proceeds to set down the bouquet and open the box and hold it out to me.

It contained a ring pop. A purple one, no less. At this point, I'm tearing up, because I finally had a clue as to what was coming.

Smitty stands up and says something like, okay I have to put a stop to this. He then pulls a ring box out of his pocket, opens it to reveal his Grandmother's ring, and asks me to be his wife. At this point, I'm crying. I nodded my head, and said "Okay," and hugged him harder than I think I ever have.

So, that's how it happened, at least from my point of view. Even my boss knew he was proposing. Apparently, that's how Smitty got him to let me out of work. *sigh*

In other news, the Rays won on Monday. I think it's a good sign.

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A brief overview of today...

Okay, for those of you who are probably wondering...

I said yes!

This is a picture of his grandmother's ring. Apparently, it hasn't been used to propose to anyone since 1935, which I think is pretty cool. For the sake of anonymity, I will not be posting the picture of us at the game, immediately following. We're both practically glowing. Ew... Enjoy!!!

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