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Monday, June 8, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
The Proposal
Ok, this blog is a little backwards, but this is my first time doing this...and last! But since this is the anniversary of the day I figured that this was a good day to write this for those of you who haven't heard.
After one day of looking for houses we quickly knew that our house was the one for us. In a move that might seem hasty we made an offer the next day and accepted a counter offer that week. It was a house I could see us watching snow fall in on Sunday afternoons. We were set to close a couple of weeks later.
This was another adventure that seemed like a whirlwind since we had only began the loan process weeks earlier. And now, on June 4th, 2008 we were leaving work early, and a little dressed up to close. After what seemed like a bible of paper work, the two of us and our cramped hands were ready to celebrate.
Giddy, even though we weren't supposed to be in the house until the next day we kinda snuck in. I just wanted to sit in it, but Brian had another plan. I was asked to close my eyes for a couple of minutes and when I opened them there was a picnic of strawberries, champagne, and candles. And I was sent on a hunt around the room. I found a card that said "In this room, I promise to let you have the remote control, and I promise to snuggle under the blanket with you on cold days eating chili. Please head into the kitchen" and in the kitchen there was another card. Each room had a card with a promise and led to the next until one led into the bedroom.
That promise I shall keep to myself. ; )
That's when Brian pulled out the ring he'd been hiding and got down on one knee and things get a little fuzzy. He asked, and I was taken by surprise and said something dumb like "I do" instead of "yes" or "I will" but he got the point.
Now a year later, yes he does let me hold the remote control plenty. And we're about three months away from the big day and we hope you'll be there. Muah!
After one day of looking for houses we quickly knew that our house was the one for us. In a move that might seem hasty we made an offer the next day and accepted a counter offer that week. It was a house I could see us watching snow fall in on Sunday afternoons. We were set to close a couple of weeks later.
This was another adventure that seemed like a whirlwind since we had only began the loan process weeks earlier. And now, on June 4th, 2008 we were leaving work early, and a little dressed up to close. After what seemed like a bible of paper work, the two of us and our cramped hands were ready to celebrate.
Giddy, even though we weren't supposed to be in the house until the next day we kinda snuck in. I just wanted to sit in it, but Brian had another plan. I was asked to close my eyes for a couple of minutes and when I opened them there was a picnic of strawberries, champagne, and candles. And I was sent on a hunt around the room. I found a card that said "In this room, I promise to let you have the remote control, and I promise to snuggle under the blanket with you on cold days eating chili. Please head into the kitchen" and in the kitchen there was another card. Each room had a card with a promise and led to the next until one led into the bedroom.
That promise I shall keep to myself. ; )
That's when Brian pulled out the ring he'd been hiding and got down on one knee and things get a little fuzzy. He asked, and I was taken by surprise and said something dumb like "I do" instead of "yes" or "I will" but he got the point.
Now a year later, yes he does let me hold the remote control plenty. And we're about three months away from the big day and we hope you'll be there. Muah!
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