Well, it’s official. Josh and I are engaged. I always thought my engagement story would include, “then after I stopped squealing and crying” but not the case. He asked me to marry me and got a lil’ teary eyed himself. I of course said yes.Now let me tell you the pre-engagement story. We were driving back from Billings after visiting his Brother Troy and soon to be Sister-In-Law Camela who were planning their wedding in full force. Seeing as though I had Josh’s undivided attention I took out my interregation lamp and started asking him all sorts of questions. There was no where for him to escape to, well I guess we were only travelling at 35 miles an hour, but it was a blizzard so he wouldn’t be jumping out. I was asking him if we were getting married what would be important to him, how would he like it to go down and so on. He had a lot of opinions and just as everything else in our relationship so far lined up almost perfectly. I am a ‘open your present before your birthday’ type of girl and can’t wait for surprises.
I asked : “Are you going to ask me to marry you this year (2010)?”
He said : “Yes.”
Shocked, I asked “Before or after I get huge?” (Eli was still calling my womb home at the time)
He said “Before.”
Funny how even though I knew Josh’s plan how life happens and takes an entirely different direction. I couldn’t stop myself from asking questions about how he was going to do it, if he had a ring, blah blah blah.
A few weeks later Josh was in the shower and his phone rang, it was his dad so I thought, I’d better answer it. He told me we needed to meet the mailman at the mailbox to pickup a package. “Sure thing.” Once we get the box, I of course want to know what’s inside it. I’m nosy. Josh told me it was his chip for his pickup. Again, Miss Nosy wanted to know what a chip looked like. We got to the ranch and he didn’t open it. It was killing me. An unopened package. I was dying to know what a chip looked like too! Next thing I know he is in the bathroom opening the package. I was like a little kid, “whatcha doin’ in there for?” He tries everything to keep me at bay but I am a professional when it comes to being nosy! Finally he breaks down and tells me it’s my ring. “WHAT!? MY RING!?” Man I am spoiled. He even showed it to me later on. And being the nosy spoiled girl that I am was wearing it around in secret! I know, horrible. We can’t keep anything from each other, which I’m sure is pretty nauseating for some. My apologies, there should have been a disclaimer that this story might make you vomit. Ha! I like how I just included vomit into my engagement story, so ‘us’.
Don’t worry, it gets worse. We went up to the mountains and I opened my big mouth and said, “this would be the perfect time to ask me to marry you”. In fact it happened at all sorts of places; the Space Needle, multiple dinners, long drives, the list goes on. I couldn’t help myself. I had diamonds on the brain I guess.
One day I realized Josh added something to the calendar. “Ask L a ?” Knowing good and well if I ruined it this time the ring would be flying off of some cliff. So I kept my mouth shut. After the entire day slipped away and Josh still hadn’t asked me “the question” I had to ask. He said, “I asked you a question today about Eli and you said yes”. Dangit, he did. Mr. Thinks He’s So Tricky. Can’t wait to be Mrs. Thinks He’s So Tricky.