It doesn't seem real to me, but I'm ENGAGED! I can hardly believe it! The number of people that have been happy for me is staggering. I feel so overwhelmingly blessed and thrilled and just amazed. :)
Luke and I have been together for 3 2/3 years, with our anniversary of dating in December. But because of the house purchase and such, I'm really glad that we're taking this next step together too. He seems so excited about it all!
However, the day itself was typical us; there's always an adventure involved.
We're on our way to a nearby state park and we get to an intersection when his truck starts to putter...putter...out. We coast to a stop at the side of the road. It's completely dead. Of course, I have absolutely no idea of what's coming so I thought that his level of bummed was a little silly, but understandable. So we thankfully aren't too far from his house and make the 2.8 (according to my phone) mile hike back home. In the steamy sun, might I add.
We eventually get back there and get my car, heading back to the park. It was there, down in a little hidden opening in the trees on the lake, that he got down on one knee with sailboats and waves in the background. It was romantic and adorable and perfect. I, of course, bawled like a baby and had to take a solid half hour before I could hike again.
He told me that he asked my dad's permission and my dad was really excited about it. He told me about how he shopped around while I was on vacation and finally found the perfect ring. I had no idea, no input, no hints given about what I liked.
I don't know about all of you, but I think he has impeccable taste!
Well at this point I'm on cloud nine. Even the next few hours couldn't get me down.
We go jump his truck on the way home and get it two blocks from his house before it dies again. No luck on the second jump attempt. We pushed it down the road so it was out of the way, went back to the house, got a different battery, it didn't work, tried another battery, got the truck back home, and finally got around to going out to eat, sweaty, greasy and all.
On the plus side, we went to Olive Garden for supper and were gifted a $20 bottle of Roscato from Italy. It's the little things that make a day fabulous. We were together, we laughed, we didn't get hurt. And now we have a story to tell.
I'm so in love and so ready to get married to my best friend.