Ok, well I guess I have to brag on my hubby too. Although, maybe if I didn't, he would finally come out of lurkdom and post a defense or something!
But he did a nice job. I think maybe he just couldn't decide, because otherwise there's NO excuse for how spoiled I was that day!
He did it on my 19th birthday, maybe so I wouldn't suspect anything?

That was not really a problem though, becuase just about 2 weeks earlier we had had a HUGE argument about how we just weren't on the same page, etc.... poor guy, having to try and get off the topic, all while knowing darn well that the little ring box was already safely tucked away, plans secured. I drug that discussion out for over an hour!

So throughout the day, I didn't know why he was making this birthday such a big deal, but I HONESTLY didn't suspect a proposal! I kept telling myself it was because my 18th birthday sucked, because we fought, because he never has time for me w/med school, etc
He asked my family (Formally) about a week before, and worked out with them what outfits I would need, etc. He picked me up around 1:00 in the afternoon, and took me to Lunken airport (a small, nearby apt for private planes, etc) where he had booked me an introductory flight lesson. It's on my "list of things to do before I die" to get my private pilot's license, so I was stoked! After going to Lunken, we went back to his apartment where he told me to put on a dress that had been packed, so I got ready to go out on the town. We went to a restaurant called Palomino, which overlooks fountain square
where they had reserved us a separate table in the corner, with candles etc! That wasn't even his doing, he just had mentioned it was my birthday!
After dinner, he had specifically arranged for a horse-drawn carriage to pick us up and take us to the ballet. Well, the darn thing never showed up! So instead, we walked about 4 blocks in sleet (and stiletto heals!).... yeah, not cool. But I got over it

At the ballet (Sleeping Beauty), we saw another couple propose in a nearby box, and kind of made a joke about it, etc. I wonder what he was thinking then
So the night was over, I had asked over and over why he did so much for my birthday, and he said things like "you're special", blah blah blah. I believed him though

and was ready to call it a night.
At about midnight he brought out a cake and sang to me, and gave me a red rose with the ring tied on the stem .... and did the whole one knee, cute speech thing (although I honestly can't remember what he said... I was hysterical

) and I cried, of course.
And then I yelled at him (while laughing, mind you) about arguing with me and telling me he wasn't ready yet. Nice ending, huh?
