Let me just start by saying I am a planner. I like to know as much as possible about what is coming my way. Seriously. Sometimes I beg Scott to tell me the ends of movies so I can prepare myself to watch them. lols. So pretty early on in our relationship, I was sure that Scott was the person I was going to spend forever with. But that didn't mean we were rushing to get engaged or anything. In my perfect plan, we would get engaged in the early Spring and married late that Summer.
Let's just say I was completely blindsighted.
Over Christmas Break, Scott and I went ring shopping just for fun. It was going to be the first of many trips to the mall for my indecisive mind. Well the first ring I tried on, I fell in love with. I knew nothing could compare. Sadly, it was out of our price range. I tried to tell myself that was ok and I would find something else, but the rest of the trip proved uneventful.
A couple weeks later I was unaware that my dream ring went on sale for a ridiculously good price, and I was also unaware that as soon as it went on sale, Scott bought it.
So here I am thinking that I have like four months to find a different ring, and Scott is carrying it around in his pocket. The day he picked it up from the store, he realized he couldn't just hold on to it for a couple of months, let alone a week, and he decided he had to propose that weekend.
On January 26th 2013, I thought it was a normal date night. I didn't catch on to any hints, to any weirdness from Scott, his friends or my roommates, or any signs that a normal person should catch, because the thought of getting engaged was the FARTHEST thing from my mind. I always thought that when it happened, I would know it was coming and be able to prepare. Not the case.
Let me tell you how it went.
Scott told me there were these really cool ice sculptures at one of our favorite parks that we HAD to go look at. He told his friends to talk about them as well so I would think they were legit. He even had some of my coworkers casually mention them.
So all week I had been hearing about the most amazing ice sculptures in the world (and telling people to go see them as well... whoops), so by the time Saturday rolled around, I was pumped. Scott claimed he was playing basketball all day so I patiently waited for him to come get me so I could see these things!
When we got to the park there was this weird object covered in the middle of the snow.
Me being the completely unassuming and gullible girlfriend, accepted Scott's explanation that "they cover them to protect them"
When we reached the front of this mysterious object, I realized it was a fridge.
At this point Scott figured I was beginning to catch on becasue...
The first time we kissed we were next to my fridge. The first time Scott told me he loved we were next to his fridge. So naturally he had to propose near one too.
Romantic right?
But none of this crossed my mind.
I just figured the sculptures were in the fridge!
When I opened it there were no ice sculptures (shocker) but instead a bunch of pictures and colorful paper.
I still didn't understand what was going on.
I turned to Scott and told him I didn't think this was where the ice sculptures were. This was someone's art project.
He told me to take a closer look.
It wasn't just some random person's art project! It was pictures of us!
Legit thought that went through my head at that moment, "Aww Scott decorated a fridge for me. That's a cute, slightly odd, yet very thoughtful present."
I stared at it for a bit and then looked at Scott to figure out what we were going to do next. (And what we were going to do with this fridge).
He was still just staring and smiling so I turned back to the fridge and noticed there was a stuffed fish (silly inside joke) with a note in its mouth.
Scott told me to open the note so I did.
I read the words "Cassie will you marry me" and I finally realized what was going on. It still didn't feel real. I remember thinking there was no way this could be happening, this is like months ahead of schedule, but I turned to Scott and there he was, down on one knee.
It was happening.
The next couple minutes were me mostly saying (maybe yelling) "This isn't real... there is no way this is actually happening right now!" over and over again.
with some tears of course.
Talk about an emotional roller coaster.
Me, the planner, had to process about a hundred different feelings while the love of my life was kneeling in the snow.
I was so in shock that I didn't even remember to take the ring... or even say yes.
Scott had to get up and hug to me calm me down and reassure me that yes, this was really happening.
He got back down, and told me to just look at the ring.
THE RING I HAD OBSESSED OVER WAS SITTING IN A BOX RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME.
Once I saw the ring, and saw Scott's cute smiling face, and his hands shaking in the cold as he held the ring box, I somewhat came to my senses (it might have taken me all night to process the fact Scott proposed) and said yes. Yes yes yes a million times yes.
He managed to slip it on my finger and give me some kisses in the midst of my constant confusion about the fact this was actually happening.
Our friends then jumped out from behind a tree, lit off some roman candles, and came to celebrate with us.
I never really wanted a super public engagement, but it was so nice having some friends there who were so happy for us.
^^ my face most of the night
I painted my nails gold that morning. Couldn't my roommates have convinced me to find a color that didn't clash with silver??
So cold but too happy to care. Don't mind my pink hands.
Our proposal isn't the most romantic one you will ever hear. But it was so perfect.
It was so creative, and Scott had put so much effort into it.
He completely succeeded in giving me the surprise of a lifetime.
I am so grateful for this day. And I am so happy that I said yes :)
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