The Proposal…

Brian suggested we spend the day in San Francisco for my birthday. He bought tickets to Chorusline, and made reservations for Morton’s Steak House. Or so I thought!

We spent the day in San Fran, shopping, saw the show, and hung out until our reservation time at the resturant. At Morton’s, I experienced the most unforgetable and expensive meal of my life.

 

He had been dropping hints for weeks, but I didn’t let myself get my hopes up. This pattern of behavior had happened before, and I ended up disapointed every time. Because I was so dilligant, I was not even compreheding the chance that he was actually serious this time. Right before dessert, he said lately he had been wondering what kind of ring to get me. Totally unphased, I said “Uh-hu”, thinking he was going to talk about styles and prices AGAIN. Instead, he held out a HUGE diamond ring and said “What about this one?”

 

He had carried the ring around in his pocket all day without me noticing. The ring is georgous, everything I anticipated. As stereotyped, everyone knew except me, and my mother and sister kept texting each other all day in anticipation. I made them wait until we were heading home after the trip on BART. I’m so happy to have found a wonderful man who loves me shamelessly.