I sold my Glock 17 high capacity, just when they were getting hard to buy, so I could buy my wifes. Man I miss that thing....
Well, took the money, bought a heart shaped diamond. Planned a weekend at Presque Isle in Erie. Went to the beach at sunset, in front of the light house (erica loves lighthouses) sat on an old driftwood log, snuggled and got ready to watch the sunset, I pull ring out of my pocket, and burried it in the sand. (when we go to beaches, trails etc, she used to pick up a rock to save as a souvenier) I said look at this rock you can keep, and dug the ring out of the sand. It took her a second, and meantime I got down on one knee and asked her Will you marry me. I was expecting the waterworks, emotion, hugs, kisses etc. She looked at me and said, uh yeah sure. That was it!
Man do I miss that gun.
That sounds about like my proposal! We were in the middle of nowhere and it was a beautiful night with bright stars. We wondered out into the middle of a field (full of brambles and other prickly things) and he had this impromptu thought and asked me to marry him! He didn't get down on one knee though.....the brambles.
You probably did it on purpose because you knew she was a good catch.
