Alright, take two.
So, I’m not telling the whole story. We did WAY too much stuff to talk about. It was amazing and I know it makes the story even better but I’m sure you don’t want to read a novel! All you need to know is that all weekend I didn’t know what we were doing. He’d tell me what to wear, how long I had to get ready, and what direction to walk.
OK, Monday morning. We’re walking to an appointment he had scheduled. He got us a couple’s massage. SO sweet and it was awesome. Afterwards he led me to Central Park where we took a carriage ride. Very beautiful and our horse was cute! And the driver talked sports to Shawn the whole time so he was in heaven!!! Now to the fun part. We walk back to our hotel room. It’s 2:00. He tells me I need to be in my formal attire by 2:30. Alright, now is a great time to mention that apparently boys have NO idea what it takes to look pretty!!! So, I hop in the shower. I get out and put my makeup on (note: I don’t EVER wear makeup so didn’t go too well). Next, I go to do my hair (note: I never do my hair… so this didn’t go well either. Looking back at this I should have worn my hair down like I always do… but hind sight.). OK. So whatever. I’m in my dress and my high heels ready to go at 2:30. He tells me I don’t need to wear flip flops and bring a bag with change of shoes. So I figure we are going somewhere close or taking a taxi. WRONG!!!! We walked to Central Park. Once at Central Park we walked for 30 minutes until we arrived at the Bethesda Terrace. Alright ladies. Brand new heels, 30 minute walk (at a very fast pace), on rough terrain. You can imagine I was beginning to be a little bucky. So, we get to this fountain. I take a picture (funny story about that which will come at the end). It’s beautiful. Shawn wants to go down to the fountain for a better picture. Alright, large set of stairs… no railing… high heels… lots of walking… again, bucky. Anyway, we get to the fountain and it’s still just as beautiful as it was. I loved it. I was searching for fish when all of a sudden Shawn says he has to ask me something… down on one knee… blah blah blah (sorry sweetheart, but as you know I have NO idea what you said). All I know is at the end he asked me to marry him and I said yes and hugged him. As I was buried in his arms the crowd erupted into cheers. It was SO sweet! I lifted my head and opened my eyes and… AHHHHH!!!!. There is LEIGH MILLER taking my photo! Yup, that’s right ladies, Leigh. Shawn and her have been in cahoots this whole time! Sneaky devils! So, after I calmed down a little (that was two really large surprises all at once), I’m told we are taking engagement photos! I was SO excited and I really hope they turned out well. It was wonderful and perfect and everything I could have wanted and more. Not to mention I get to keep Shawn… and I have some beautiful bling!
So, that’s my story. Of course, there are some post story stories. My feet were sore after 30 minutes of walking TO the fountain. Now, imagine walking another two hours while shooting photos. At the time I was tough and did it. NOW… not so tuff! My feet have about 5 blisters on them and each one is the size of a dollar coin. They are huge and hurt SO bad. I can’t walk actually. Well, I can, but it’s so funny that everyone at the airport was laughing quite hard this evening. Not good. But, worth it
Other story about the photo I took of the fountain. While waiting for my plane, I decided to scroll through my pictures. In the photo I took I can see Leigh! It’s hilarious. Obviously I would have had no idea it was her from so far away, but with her friend and knowing what she was wearing, you can now clearly see it is her. Very fun!
So, that’s it! I am downloading pictures as I speak, but Leigh has promised to post some as soon as she can!! I hope it’s REALLY soon! I’m dying to see them as is my family!