the greatest proposal of 2005 :)

I'm going to free type in what I wrote on a piece of paper.

"August 28, 2005 - It's 6:30 AM, and I just can't sleep. It's my first full day as a fiancée, you see.
Yes indeed. At approximately 2:30 PM yesterday, August 27, 2005, I agreed to become Mrs. Robert Haskell.
To set things up, Rob did start this story with a lie. He called and told me he had a flat tire. We had plans to go up to New Hampshire (Hampton Beach) and see George Carlin in concert. I had arranged an ocean side hotel. So I waited for him until about 12:30 when he came to get me.
We got to the hotel around 2 and checked in. Room 110 is the front of the hotel with an amazing view of the ocean. When I walked into the room, he said "I gotcha again" for there were rose petals on the bed, a heart shaped box of chocolates with chocolate roses on the table, and I noticed his boom box was set up. (The "gotcha" is in reference to the romantic hotel set up in May.) It was only then I realized there was no flat tire! He's a sneaky one! :)
Then he said he wanted to play a game, and proceeded to lay out these little tiles on the bureau. Walking over behind him, I noticed they were heart shaped. Each little tile had a letter on it. He told me my job was to put the letters together to form a word, or a series of words. He was standing behind me, and as I started to realize what the letters spelled, I realized it spelled "Will you Marry Me" I started to cry and laugh at the same time, my knees were knocking, and my hands were shaking. I turned around to him, and he hit play on the CD player. As I heard the opening notes to "All I ask of You" from Phantom of the Opera he dropped to one knee in front of the picture window overlooking the ocean. He pulled out a little black velvet box, and the most exquisite ring I have ever seen. Looking up at me with tears in his eyes he said, "Well, what's your answer? My knee is killing me!" All I could repeat was "YES!" over and over again. The ring is a marquis cut diamond with 3 diamonds on either side and 2 enhancer bands fused together on either side, both with diamonds. As it went on my finger, he said, "the center band is from me, the top band is from Mom, and the bottom band is from Dad. I know you wanted your grandmother's ring, but it's not mine to give. I wanted to give you this." He went on to say "It's taken me a while to come to this. Do you know how long I've had this planned? I asked your parents three weeks ago, and I was going to rent a hall and have all your friends there, but then I decided to do this. " Wait a minute. I thought. "You said something to my parents three weeks ago?!?!?" He answered me "Yes, I went up there for pizza and I brought wine, and we talked and I told them what I wanted to do.
All I could do was laugh and cry at the same time, just stunned. We opened a bottle of Champagne, interlocked arms while holding glasses, and said: "To you, to me, and to us."
OH MY GOD I AM ENGAGED!

Sharrie's blog note:

Bells will be ringing.......!
And at long last, Rob has asked for Andrea's hand in marriage. With so many involved in the plot I'm amazed that the whole proposal didn't turn in to the debauchal of all time!My girlfriend had been saying that her beau and long time steady, Rob, had been acting odd. Comments were made, that someone who is about to propose, should NEVER say... hence the girlfriend figure it out. With AJ's amazing proposal antennae, always at full alert, he should have known better. But alas, he is but a man.At a recent gathering, I popped HIM the question. To which he stared at me in complete and total disbelief. Not sure of whether to tell me or not, I assured him *with a swear on my children*, that I would never tell her.Reluctantly he tells me "Yes." he is going to propose when they go to Hampton to see George Carlin on August 27. Pissed off, and amazed at how she "figures things out." and "I can't keep anything from her!!" I assured him that I would be his "wingman", we would get her offtrack. At this point in the game, she was convinced he was going to ask. Her mother, his mother, were all making critical mistakes by saying just a touch too much to her. And like I said, her super-proposal senses were in high gear.I had tried at one point to talk to Rob about proposing the weekend before, because that would truly throw her off, and he negated the idea, as he had something special in mind for the room.We never had many opportunities to talk, as she was always nearby to me, or when not at work with me, was mostly with him. So I started playing the "what if" girl. What if he doesn't ask? You'll be mad at yourself if he doesn't ask, and you've set yourself up to expect it, and that's not fair to him. Making Rob to be a martyr of some kind.She agreed, but still held a glint of hope. I brought Kaitlyn, Sarah, and Jenn C at work-in on the secret to assist me in bringing her back down to earth, and out of the hypothetical church in her head. She seemed to already be dressed and at the altar, so we had a lot of work to do. You see, my proposal was tipped off by my bitch sister-in-law the weekend before Bobby asked me.She had called me and said, "Well, don't you have something exciting to tell me?""Uh no." I replied."What? Didn't you go to the dart tournament this weekend?" "That's next weekend.""OH. Nevermind."So I knew, or at least had a very good idea. I just didn't know he was going to do it the way that he did.So I wanted so desperately for her to have that full on, blow you over, surprise and excitement. Well.. after two long, tortureously exciting, painfully patient weeks, we had her so befuddled with what could and could not happen. That she was chanting a random mantra that someone had left on her blog: "See this thing you want, visualize it, take it, make your mental blueprint, and begin." Or something to that effect. And she literally was chanting it up until she left.Her soon to be mother in law, threw a well played wrench in her plans, by saying they would "come up" on Saturday to 'drop-in', and she was so flomoxed by that, that I think, it actually took her mind off of him proposing and instead worrying about a innocent knock at the door while they were in the middle of "Hotel Sex".I then furthered her anxiety by telling her of two (true) stories, of my brother interrupting well planned "hotel sex", and of course, as with anything else in my life, they were horribly dramatic and 100% true.I believe, that when she left the car that night, as I dropped her at South Station, that she was muttering to herself and rocking as she walked.=DAnd then the phone call.... that I wasn't here for, and of course my piece of crap cell phone was dead.When I returned home, Bobby informed me to "Call Andrea. She's been proposed to."To which I did, and she described the proposal, which was quite clever to Rob's credit, and she was completely ecstatic. Her voice was absolutely melodious, and I could hear the smile in it all the way from Hampton.So wonderful, and I'm so blessed to have two such wonderful people in my life. I LOVE YOU GUYS!*sniff*=O)