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Take 2

Written on September 5, 2010 by Ms. Adams in personal, wedding, wedding planning

When we last left off, Mr. A and I had just gotten engaged after a night of embarrassing misgivings. At the time, it didn’t seem like a big deal but the more I thought about it the sadder I became. I felt totally bipolar. On the one hand, I couldn’t help but feel like one of the happiest days of my life was ruined by something that I couldn’t even control. While on the other hand, I felt like a horribly, unappreciative person for ever thinking something like that. Sad to say, while I look back on our proposal as a really happy day, I can’t help but see Mr. A’s anger. He spent the entire dinner so upset and he thought I couldn’t tell.

Eventually, I just couldn’t keep it in anymore. Mr. A and I have a very honest relationship. It’s really hard for me to keep anything from him. And as much as I knew that this would hurt him, I knew it would hurt him even more if I didn’t tell him what was on my mind. A few days after the proposal, I told him how upset I was. I told him that I just didn’t understand why he did it then. It was not us at all. Every time we have ever surprised each other, it has been trademark us through and through. Our proposal just wasn’t. And on top of it, I was mortified by his family’s behavior and what made it worse was that they knew what was going to happen. If they knew we were getting engaged and they couldn’t behave themselves, what was our wedding going to be like? Mr. A was DEVASTATED. He was completely ruined. He couldn’t even talk and I just cried.

I really didn’t know what was going to happen. I knew I broke his heart but I couldn’t keep the secret from him anymore. I regretted it so much. I was marrying the man of my dreams. Why did it matter how he proposed? He loved me enough to make a commitment to me in front of his family, why did it matter how they acted? All that mattered was that we were getting married. It was honestly a lose-lose situation. I’ve never felt more awful.

A few days later, Mr. A and I planned to check out a wedding venue. So we hopped in the car for an hour plus drive. But oddly enough, the GPS said our location was less than 10 minutes away. Where was he taking me? Mr. A refused to tell. After constant badgering from me for 10 minutes, we arrived at our location. Mr. A had setup a couple’s massage at Fountain’s Day Spa. I was shocked. Mr. A is a man’s man. I never in a million years thought he would be down for this. When we walked in the door, he said “I have a whole night of surprises planned for you. Don’t worry about anything.” Our couple’s massage was amazing and Mr. A LOVED it. It was so romantic just to relax and hold his hand.

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After that, Mr. A took me home to get dressed for a fancy dinner. After a quick costume change, we arrived at the breathtaking Restaurant Eve (rated DC’s top restaurant in 2009). We had talked about this restaurant before but we were saving it for a special occasion…trust me, it’s a hefty price tag but Oh. So. Worth. It. Our food was beyond amazing. I had such a wonderful time with Mr. A. We were so in love and just soaking up every moment with each other.

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On the way back to our car, we stopped in front of a church that we had visited many times before. I was just about to open the door to go inside, when Mr. A shocked me. A few days earlier, he had taken my ring to be resized and I hadn’t seen it since then. He got down on one knee, whipped out my newly resized sparkly and recited this beautiful poem he wrote. I cried like a big, fat baby. It was beautiful and perfect. It was more than I ever deserved. We both just sat there and cried.

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As soon as we got back to the car, I called my Mom. I knew she had been in on the whole thing. She told me how Mr. A called to tell her about our conversation and how devastated he was. He told her he had to find a way to make it up to me. She told me how lucky I was to have a man like him and how amazing it is that he and I have such a strong, honest relationship with one another that we could talk about things like this. Mr. A is an amazing man. And I absolutely mean it when I say that I don’t deserve such a great person. I’m still trying to find a way to work his poem into our ceremony, but trust me, I’ll find a way to make it work.

Anyone else have multiple rounds of proposal?

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Round 1

Written on September 4, 2010 by Ms. Adams in personal, wedding, wedding planning

Since I knew Mr. A had the ring, it was only a matter of time until we were to get engaged. Knowing our relationship and our penchant for extravagant surprises, I thought it was going to be something big. Mr. A bought the ring in December and at the end of that month my whole family and Mr. A and I were going to Disney World. It would be the perfect proposal location. I had this whole scenario envisioned in my head. Except that didn’t happen. It was like every story I’ve ever seen on the waiting board on Weddingbee.

After smacking myself a few times for preoccupying our lovely vacation with proposals thoughts, I started to think of our next big milestones (it’s hard to help it when you know it’s coming). In January, we would hit our 1 year anniversary and then on Valentine’s weekend my parents and Mr. A and I were going down to Mr. A’s hometown to spend the weekend with his parents. Well, our anniversary came and went with no sparkly gifts so I knew Valentine’s was the day.
And I was right! On Valentine’s Day, Mr. A and I went to Oscar’s, an upscale restaurant in his hometown, with his parents, my parents and his sister and her date. The night did not start off as well as he had planned. His parents decided to drive both Mr. A and I and his sister and her date to the restaurant. Seemingly harmless but only the beginning to a downward spiral. See Mr. A’s sister, MAS for short, brought a boy. Under normal circumstances that would be no biggie, but she’s gay. So the whole situation was a tad awkward. To make things worse, on the drive to the restaurant, MAS’s date made a racial joke. Enough to get my blood boiling, yay for romantic dinners.

Once we got to the restaurant, it didn’t get any better. Her date was embarrassing to say the least. In his pièce de résistance, he whipped out his hunting knife and passed it around the table. Mr. A’s Dad didn’t fair much better. He made fun of the fancy vinaigrette, poked his steak, talked loudly about how overpriced the food was and generally embarrassed us to death. Mr. A’s Mom must have asked his Dad to lower his voice at least three times. I could see Mr. A’s anger. He wouldn’t even touch his food. I give my parents a lot of credit though. They spent the whole time trying to preoccupy MAS’s date so as not to embarrass us any further. At one point, Mr. A got up from the table and I followed him out. I thought he walked away out of frustration, but I found out he was just beginning his surprise.

After returning to my seat, Mr. A arrived with an armful of roses and handed me a card. After reading through the card, I looked down to see him on one knee. He was so overwhelmed, he forgot everything he was going to say and just managed to say “Will you marry me?” I, of course, said yes and got to see my surprise ring.


Mr. A on his knee. Isn’t his face so adorable? And don’t you love my humpback?

Putting a ring on it.

Someone’s in love <3

Guess which ring he picked?

My ring in the roses from my proposal. Mr. A picked this one because it came with a wedding band. Such an economic kid, that mister is.

After the hustle and bustle of everything, Mr. A and I dropped off my parents at their hotel and then we went for a drive. He spent the whole night apologizing for his family and their behavior. At the time, I was just so excited I didn’t care. We were engaged and I was going to marry the man of my dreams.

Did your proposal work out as your fiancé planned?

*All pictures in this post were taken by my Mom (thanks Momma!) or me *

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