I Propose...

For those of you who have never heard how I proposed to HER here it is.

It was a Saturday morning and we were waking up together. We didn't have anything planned so we just laid there, cuddled and chatted. Here's how the conversation sort of went.

Blah blah blah blah blah...
HER: So, are you ok with being financially ruined by me then?
(*I had previously said that I would be ready to marry someone when I am ok with being financially ruined by them.)
Me: Yea I guess I'm pretty much there.
HER: So does that mean you want to marry me?
Me: Well I can't really imagine not wanting to marry you.
HER: Are you proposing?
Me: Uh I guess. Will you marry me?
Her: (I actually forgot what she said but figure it was some variation of "yes.")

So then we get up and roll over to an antique jewelry shop to buy her a ring.

That was the story of how I proposed. This is a new story.

Ever since we bought that ring I always said I'd get her another one. Something with a bit more "flash," something new, something a bit more us. While HER was perfectly happy with the one she got she wasn't really against another ring though. Each of us had our own conditions though. I didn't want a ring that would cut my hand up, I hated diamonds so at the very least a diamond couldn't be the center piece of the ring, and it had to be durable or else she'd destroy it. She didn't like gold or yellow metals so it had to be platinum, she wanted something simple yet elegant and definitely unique.

Many of the jewelry places we went to had pretty much the same rings. Yea, the diamonds varied the cut, clarity, color and carat (I actually know of this shit) but for the most part it was all the same or similar. Ring shopping was starting to become one very annoying process. Which I guess was good since it sort of prepared me for the eventual wedding process that I'm going through now.

It wasn't until we went to Taiwan where we met up with my aunt and a friend of the family and went jewelry shopping. There, we met a designer who we worked with letting us talk about what ideas we had and how we wanted it and saying what was a good idea and teaching us why some things were bad. In the end we settled on a design that everyone like. I thought it was very us and met all of my criteria, she thought it was elegant and very unique but worried about how it would turn out since we only saw it in drawing form. She's also not very good at imagining something in her head.

Well, the ring came and I rushed to my parents house to get it. My cousin was kind enough to get it for me on her recent trip to Taiwan and drop it off at my parents house. The ring was kept in a box in a bag that looked like it housed some fancy Chinese chocolates. I hid it behind HER's pillow between the bed frame and the wall.

When we went to bed last night I asked her to move down a little since she likes to sleep on my arm and having it raised like that made it feel weird after a whole night. It didn't really (what am I a pussy?) but it did get her head out of the way of the ring. As she was starting to get settled I pull out the bag. When she asked me what it was I told her it was chocolate. She had been wanting chocolate the past few days so hearing that she snatched the bag away from me and demanded that I tell her why I've been bogarting chocolate from her. I told her to hold on and I'd open the bag. I opened the bag took out the box and asked her if she'd marry me (again). She said something (what it was exactly I forgot) that was essentially a yes and I put her new ring on her.

I thought it was cool that I'd propose to her again in bed this time as we were going to sleep instead of waking up but I think she was kind of sad that it wasn't really chocolate.