Here is my engagement story...
DH and I were in school in different cities - he in Abilene getting his Masters, me in Austin finishing my BBA. We are both originally from the Houston area.
May 1 of my junior year in college, we both met in Houston for the weekend. He had been acting a little weird (cared a whole lot about what I would be wearing on our date that Friday night!), but I didn't think too much of it. However, my college roommate was so certain that I was getting engaged that weekend!
We went to a nice dinner at a steakhouse, and then drove across town (and in Houston, that's a long way!) to the pier where we spent about 4 hours talking into the wee hours of the morning on our first date.
However, on the way, I guess from nerves and our large dinner, DH's stomach began bothering him - so much, that we had to pull over at a really ratty gas station so he could take care of things!

He was then in there for so long, that after waiting, I decided that I should go in there after he was done since we would be down at the harbour for a while.
Needless to say, we continued on to the pier, he proposed in a very sweet way (we were so worried we were going to end up dropping my ring in the water!), and then we headed back to his parents house, where unbeknownst to me ,our entire family, and several friends, had gathered. DH told everyone the story, and said that he knew that we were destined to make it if I was still willing to marry him after "witnessing" (and smelling) what I did earlier that night!
It was 7 years on January 2!