He couldn't even hold it a week! He picked it up on Tuesday and immediately started plotting how to give it to me. And I had totally written off this weekend as we had a BBQ on Saturday at a friend's place.
So I hopped in the shower mid-day on Saturday to get ready to go to the BBQ, and when I stepped out and opened the bathroom door, he was on one knee. I burst into tears and launched into his arms. He had to pry me away long enough to put the ring on my finger. The only thing I remember is his goofy grin as he said, "Cate (full name), will you marry me? Will you be my wife?" And I said, "For serious?!" I nearly fell back into the shower! Haha, not my most eloquent moment! And then I couldn't stop shaking and laughing for a good 15 minutes.
I thought he was just being spontaneous, so I figured we were still going to the BBQ (I had gone grocery shopping for beer and snacks already). So he said, "Hurry up, we gotta get to Andrea's!" So I got in the car, and we started driving, and he went the wrong way so I insisted on seeing the GPS to make sure the address was right. And he stopped at a hotel to "check the address" except he got out of his car and handed his keys to the valet. He had reserved a suite and had a bottle of champagne chilling in the room with a whole picnic - 2 kinds of cheese, salami, prociutto, french bread, olives, chocolate. It was wonderful! The BBQ was a rouse! And it wasn't over - he put me in the car again and took me out for a wonderful dinner at a restaurant on the beach and toasted with champagne. We had an incredible evening!
