I'll have to backtrack a little to set this one up. FI and I had been dating almost 5 1/2 years and for several of those years had been talking about getting married, buying a house, etc. Well, years go by and no proposal - there were always other priorities for FI - paying off student loans, saving for a house down payment, etc. My argument was that we could be married and work on those things
together.
Long story short, I broke up with FI for about a month, and fate stepped in. I'd been out attempting to see a guy I'd gone out with a few times since we'd split, but I got lost, and never made it to see this other guy. FI and I ended up talking on AIM and he asked me out for a drink. We went to a local bar, had a few drinks, and ended up talking about how rough the last few weeks had been. All I remember is this goofy grin he had on his face - he'd never looked at me that way before. He asked me how much time a ring would buy him, and I told him 1 year. Next thing I know I'm with my ex-boyfriend (soon to be future FI) in his car and driving to a local covered bridge. I remember thinking to myself, "Amanda, you can't get back together with him without a commitment. That is why you left him."
At this particular bridge, people write all kinds of things on the inside such as "Jane loves John." He got out a flashlight and a marker and started writing a message inside the bridge. He ended up writing, "Amanda will you marry me?" I think that's when I passed out - JK!
What's cute is that we always joked about the engagement ring being a Swarovski crystal duck (don't ask - I don't know how that got started!), and that's what he initially pulled out instead of the ring. So cute, and he did have the actual ring as well.
Sorry this is so long - I haven't thought about that night in this much detail in a while - it gives me goosebumps all over again! I think that fate works in mysterious ways.
Covered Bridge Proposal 
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