Guess what, 3 years ago today, December 7th, Chris asked me to marry him on a forbidden slab of concrete at the SLC Capitol. It was beautiful, a Sunday night, I was in my sweats and had NO idea he was going to propose {otherwise I think I would have dressed up a bit more}. We were driving to check out temples to get married in...we had already decided
to get married, and I had already designed my ring because yes, I am a control freak like that and had already dreamed it up since I knew that was where us dating was leading to....I mean, how could it not after we kept going back to each other over a 5 year period of time and falling madly in love in a day but then realizing it wasn't time to get married and then dating other people only to run back to each other when we realized no one measured up time after time?
ANYWAY, we first went to the Bountiful temple to see how pretty it was and see if we {i} fell in love with it. Before we got there {little did I know} Chris had sent a friend to put a dozen roses at a certain bench at the Bountiful temple. I would have found the roses, he would have proposed, it would have been so sweet and wonderful that we would have gotten married there.
Once we got there though, the gates were locked. Poor Chris...I didn't notice if he was frustrated or flustered or anything at all! But he found an opening in the gate and we squeezed through. Seriously people, we broke into the temple. Looking back...we may be in trouble for that someday.
So we started walking around the grounds, examining, and as we started walking toward that bench {I kid you not we were like probably 10 feet away} a guard came out and started "yelling" {as much as you can on temple grounds} asking how we got in and did we know the gates were closed and locked, etc. So we were kicked out. Of the temple. Good for us. Roses left there for someone else to find.
Chris I'm sure was all up in a tizzy now, thinking he went to propose to me and by golly he was going to do it {or maybe he wasn't thinking that at all and that's just what I would have been thinking}. So then we were driving back home to Provo, when he said, "have you ever seen the Capitol building?" {i honestly didn't think anything at this point}, I said no and we exited to go "see" it.
We parked and walked up the Grand Staircase, and then to the left there is this slab of concrete that juts back out I think to where the bottom of the stairs start, but stays the same height the whole way. You can't get on it without climbing, so we climbed, and walked out to the edge. The view was beautiful, you could see the whole city, the temple, the buildings, the lights, all from there.
We stood there and talked for a while, and once we were there for a bit of time, I started thinking, "why are we still here?", then I turned around to ask that and Chris was on a knee.
I held my breath and covered my mouth and looked down......to no ring. Nothing. Just holding both hands up in a cupping position.
He said "I thought I'd just practice...practice makes perfect".
I could have thrown him off the slab at that moment. I'm pretty sure I threatened to do it too. So he started messing around, saying "this knee? or...{switching knees} this knee?" I told him maybe both knees because now he'll have to beg for it after this.
And after a while of this, I started thinking, okay okay joke's over, lets go...and I'm
thinking at this moment I rolled my eyes and head in an act of serious dramatization and when I looked back down at him all sarcastic like...he was holding the ring. {how he so slyly got the ring out and opened the box without me even seeing him move is still a mystery to me}
I will spare you the details here {plus they're mine}, but to sum up, he asked me to marry him. I said yes {kissed him first before I got the ring}, and I was all giddy.
After he got up and we got over the giddiness {is that a word?}, two dressed security guards came out clapping! Turns out, they had seen us on the security cameras and someone radioed down to the guards to come out and kick the "love birds off the grand staircase", and as they were walking out the person radioed down again and said "WAIT WAIT! HE JUST GOT ON A KNEE DON'T GO OUT THERE!!" So, we got some pictures with them, and had them take a couple pictures...what a night to remember :)
So tonight, we celebrated with sushi...even though I'm sick...stupid cold. But 3 years ago changed my life in the best way possible and you can't just NOT celebrate that! I sure do love that boy