The Proposal
Date of event
8/11/2009
How we got engaged
On my birthday Jon took me to a nice Italian restaurant for dinner since, as some of you know, I enjoy my pasta very much. It just so happened that my day had been a tough one so I wasn’t expecting much, but was looking forward to a nice night out. I wasn’t too suspicious until a bottle of champagne rolled out from under the driver seat and then I wondered if something might be up. When we got there, I saw the table nicely set up for us and a gift bag already there and I knew he had at least put some thought into this birthday event. I looked in the bag where I discovered a lovely giant “diamond” ring you might find in a quarter machine and a Mrs. Potato Head. While I was investigating my lovely gifts, he came over, got down on his knee, and asked me to marry him. My answer was of course…. “oh no”…. my weird way of showing surprise at how my stressful, frustrating day had turned into an exciting turning point in my life. Then there was the hug and the kiss and the “yes”, followed by applause from the restaurant and my finally noticing our friend, who had managed to go undercover and photograph the event for us. 