Will you marry me?

:We now return you to your regularly scheduled blog:

So as we walked down the beach, my mind was full of “la la laaaa beach beach….wish I had some coffee…la la la.. beach, coffee, la la la”

Our path down the beach

The Fiance? Well, he looked a bit sweaty and twitchy and was having trouble making conversation. I just figured it was because it was 6:15 in the morning and his brain didn’t start until at least 6:45.

At last, we stopped walking and he said that he wanted us to remember this for the rest of our lives.  He hugged me, then got down on one knee (his left one, by the way. Did you know that that is the knee that guys are suppose to propose on? Also, if you plan to be knighted soon, that will also be the knee you’ll use. Keep it in mind).

So once he was on one knee, he stared up at me, reached into his pocket and pulled out a purple Easter egg.

“….” (This is the part where he blinks, then I blink then he gulps then I raise a confused eyebrow)

“………”

That was the point where he stared up at me and I stared down at him, but he forgot the part where he was suppose to talk. 

Naturally, I figured he was messing with me….remember the hotel bit from last post?  So I :mumbles: I pushed him over a bit.  Not a lot! Just a little. You know like a little shove-stop-pretending-to-propose sorta push over.

That must have woke him up a bit because he opened the purple Easter egg and showed me the ring.  He told me some lovely, mushy stuff and slipped the ring onto my finger.

Collective ‘awwww’ please.

While the whole thing was amazing, perhaps the best part was that once he had the ring on my finger, the sun broke through the clouds and cast rays of sunlight onto the water.

Our rays of sunlight!