Anyway, back to the romantical stuff. Some of you have already heard it, so you can skip the next part if you want. :)
It was Saturday, June 27. I had just spent the last two weeks frantically working on report cards and end of year paperwork. That morning I was still in my PJS and glasses and was settling in to work on fixing report cards. While I was fixing breakfast I got a text from Scott. This is what it said: "I think you should check if the plants on your porch need water." I thought that was odd of him and responded with a "Lol, why?" I didn't hear back from him right away, so I just finished making breakfast. Then I started thinking about it and decided that he was right. It had been in the upper 90's all week and my plants were dying. So I filled up my watering can and stepped out to water the plants. On the stoop was a big brown box that said "for Marlo" on it. I looked around in a panic, worried that Scott was out there watching me in my pjs, looking terrible. I grabbed the box and came in. When I opened it I found several packages wrapped up in brown paper, tied with twine and little notes that said "for now,""for later,"and "for tonight." On top was a note, which I will not tell you exactly what it said, but suffice to say, he was indicating that I should open the packages and it was going to be a special day. Inside the packages were various gifts, such as a "When Harry Met Sally" dvd (because people always tell us we are like them), French music CDs, a bottle of Champagne, 2 boxes of Mac N Cheese, and a ring box sized box that said "A Promise." Inside that box (which said Zales on it) was a little note that said "I bet you thought there'd be something in here." Later, Scott came over to get me for church and had a pound cake he had made for me. We went to early service, then went to Michael Dean's for dinner. I already had known about this since he had asked me earlier in the week if we could go on a date since it had been a while. We had a lovely dinner and after we went by the lake that we had gone to on our first date. I thought he was going to propose there, but he didn't. So we went home and I popped in the movie. He had never seen it before, so it was fun to watch it together. After the movie, he hopped up and said "Time for dessert." I followed him into the kitchen. He turned and said, "You gonna watch me cut the cake?" I laughed and went to put in a French CD. When he walked in, I wasn't paying much attention. I looked up and saw the plate with cake, but he swung forward the other plate, which had the ring box. I laughed and told him he had already done that. As he handed me the plate, I could feel that it was heavy. He told me to just open it. So I did, and inside was a beautiful ring. He quickly got down on one knee and simply asked me to marry him. I was shocked and it took me what seemed like an eternity to get the word out "Yes." He then told me to put it on, but I laughed and told him I couldn't do it, he had to. And that's when we discovered that the ring was too big.
Anyway, here is a picture of the ring!
And here we are right after (I called my sister and of course she ran right over to take pictures and see the ring).
So this week I have been a busy girl. Our wedding date is set for October 30 (based on my track out). So that means I have a little less than 4 months to plan! But God must be watching over us because everything so far seems to be working out. We are having our wedding at Duke Gardens. I can't even believe that because they book up a year in advance, and they use a lottery! We also found a reception place already, caterer, photographer, and my wonderful Aunt Debbie is making the cake. She makes cakes semi-professionally so I'm sure it will be beautiful. And, I already have my dress. I really wasn't expecting to have it so fast, but when I tried it on, I knew it was the one. Now we need to sign all the contracts for places and people and I need to find a florist.
I did get some disappointing news about my braces. My orthodontist had told me a few months ago I'd have them off by the summer. Now he's saying the fall. I am absolutely not going to have braces in my wedding pictures, so if I have to have them taken off for the wedding and put back on after, so be it! Ha ha! I am going to see my oral surgeon next Friday and find out when I get the lower jaw screws out.
