So I knew we had plans Friday night to go out for a really fancy dinner, and while I wondered if he might do it (and I made sure I wore a pretty dress and did my hair nice), I was actually feeling rather calm and expecting it not to happen. He had been acting way too normal.
Needless to say, he DIDN'T do it at dinner or even after dinner.
But he woke me up Saturday morning...
He was up at 6am couldn't sleep, and at 8:40 he said f*ck it and came in and woke me up. [Quick back story: Several months ago when I was getting a bit snarky about when he was going to propose he got mad, had a meltdown, and said, forget it, I'm done, I'm just going to buy your mother a cow and call you my own like that did in the 1700s.] So he comes into the bedroom, wakes me up with this stuffed cow. I was still 3/4 asleep and didn't have my contacts in or glasses on (so I'm blind as a bat), and he says to me "this is for your mom, her name is Mary" and I'm like WTF I had no idea what was going on. Then he pulls out the ring box and puts it in front of me and says "and this is for you" and it took me a good second too long to realize what was happening, I started screaming OMG and then panicking because I couldn't see and I'm yelling "OMG I can't see, where are my glasses, I can't see!!!". So I find my glasses and put them on, and keep saying OMG and he says "Will you marry me" and I scream yes, kiss him and then grab the ring. Funny enough, we had had such a rich dinner the night before that I was retaining some water, so my hands were really chubby and I could barely get the ring on at first. So he's like drink some water and I'm completely in shock.
ETA: He had been trying to find a stuffed cow for over a week and kept looking at the drug stores and they had everything but cows. Finally he went to the Toys R Us in Times Square and found ONE cow in the Babies R Us section. Also he had the ring shipped to his sister's BF's office in CT so he didn't have to pay taxes on the ring, his sister had it for a about a week and then he brought it home and was hiding it on the top shelf of his closet for over a week. The ring was shipped February 13th, he had it in our apartment for about 2 weeks. He told me he was a wreck when the ring was shipped but that by this past weekend he was so over it, he just wanted to do it and get it over with because the anxiety was killing him.
The worst part was, it was not even 9am, and my mom is on vacation in Hawaii (5 hours behind) so we had to wait until it was a reasonable hour to call her to tell her! But we spent most of the morning/afternoon calling all of our close friends and family to tell them the good news.
So he's still embarrassed by the proposal and kind of ashamed that he didn't do something over the top, whereas I think it's perfectly imperfect just like us and I love it. We spent the day laying around watching Unbreakable Kimmie Schmidt, doing laundry, and we ordered in sushi for dinner. Yesterday we went out for a sort of impromptu celebration brunch/lunch at the place we had our first date with some family and friends. It really was perfect. And I can't stop smiling!