Please Share your Engagement Stories!

[NJBride2014]

 

 

 

Hi everyone I'm a newbie here and here goes my engagement story.  My fiance and I have known each other since we were 10 years old.  We went to elementary, middle and high  school together but were not really that close of friends since we didn't really run in the same crowd but we did know and each other and had mutual friends.  The funny thing is we actually didn't really become better acquainted until our senior year and we actually rode in the same car to prom together.  My then boyfriend was really good friends with my now fiance and I didn't know he was going to give him and his date a ride to the prom with us.  So technically we went to the prom together just not as dates lol.  We kind of get a kick of the story because we have pictures of all four of us at prom just with different dates.  Then we graduated and we went off to different colleges and didn't speak for like 2 years.  On summer break from college we bumped into each other at a local bar and started talking again and kept in touch via facebook and the big thing at the time AOL chat.  I didn't really think it was going to go anywhere since his was in PA and I was in NYC but whenever we came home for holidays and college breaks we would spend all of our time together.  Then on my 21st birthday I had a big party at my house and he came.  It was the day before he was supposed to go back to college for his senior year and I was surprised he even made it to my party since he had to pack and get ready for his long drive back to school.  He came and said he just wanted to say Happy birthday and that he was staying a couple minutes but he ended up being the last leave and stayed all night.  After everyone left he stayed behind and we just spoke for hours at this point we weren't really officially anything just good Friends.  This was when he finally went in for the kill and we had our first kiss.  We were pretty official after that.  We have been together ever since which is now almost 8 years and will be 9 years when we finally get married in 2014.  So my birthday is always special to us because that's when it all started. I knew I wanted to marry him for a long time but life got in the way and we wanted to get to a place where we were sure this was what we both wanted and we were ready.

 

So it finally happened on 12/20/12 the day before the supposed Mayan end of the world.  I think he wanted to make sure if it did end he had his chance to propose first lol.  The proposal happened in NYC our favorite place around Christmas time.  Every year we make a trip to NYC to see the tree, the lights and to have dinner.  On our first Christmas together we went to see the tree and had a professional picture taken in front of the tree and we have that picture framed in our apartment.  So we went this Christmas it was just like every other time we went.  We stopped to see the tree and looked at the lights and I thought we would go on our way to dinner.  Then my fiance suggested we take another professional picture in front of the tree I was not too excited about it since we already have one and I kind of just wanted to get away from the crowd and go on to dinner.  I actually didn't even feel good that day since my office Christmas party was the night before and I might have had to much to drink.. and was a little hungover.  I actually almost called off the trip into the city all together but he insisted we go because of what he had planned.  Back to the story he convinced me to get an updated picture since the other one we took was when we first started dating so I finally gave in and we got on line.  The line was long so my poor fiance was suffering in silence as we inched closer to our turn.  Finally we get in front of the tree and as the photographer is adjusting us for our picture I look down and my fiance is on his knees and I'm so shocked that I don't know what to think.  Then I realize he has a box and he asks if would marry him.  I just started bawling like a baby and then he started to cry.  The photographer realized whats going on and he started to snap all these pictures.  Then everyone around us at Rockefeller center sees whats going on and they start clapping and cheering and taking pictures.  It was such an amazing moment and unexpected and we have it all caught on camera which was my fiance's plan.  I couldn't believe that he pulled it off without me knowing anything I'm usually really good at reading him but he held this secret in for months which is hard to do since we live together.  After the proposal we had dinner at Serendipity and if you've seen the movie before we were sat right in same spot as the characters in the movie.  It was a great end to our day everything was perfect.  Now we are on to wedding planning and I can't wait to get started.  

[Jessica Correa]

Originally Posted by NJBride2014 

 

 

 

 

Hi everyone I'm a newbie here and here goes my engagement story.  My fiance and I have known each other since we were 10 years old.  We went to elementary, middle and high  school together but were not really that close of friends since we didn't really run in the same crowd but we did know and each other and had mutual friends.  The funny thing is we actually didn't really become better acquainted until our senior year and we actually rode in the same car to prom together.  My then boyfriend was really good friends with my now fiance and I didn't know he was going to give him and his date a ride to the prom with us.  So technically we went to the prom together just not as dates lol.  We kind of get a kick of the story because we have pictures of all four of us at prom just with different dates.  Then we graduated and we went off to different colleges and didn't speak for like 2 years.  On summer break from college we bumped into each other at a local bar and started talking again and kept in touch via facebook and the big thing at the time AOL chat.  I didn't really think it was going to go anywhere since his was in PA and I was in NYC but whenever we came home for holidays and college breaks we would spend all of our time together.  Then on my 21st birthday I had a big party at my house and he came.  It was the day before he was supposed to go back to college for his senior year and I was surprised he even made it to my party since he had to pack and get ready for his long drive back to school.  He came and said he just wanted to say Happy birthday and that he was staying a couple minutes but he ended up being the last leave and stayed all night.  After everyone left he stayed behind and we just spoke for hours at this point we weren't really officially anything just good Friends.  This was when he finally went in for the kill and we had our first kiss.  We were pretty official after that.  We have been together ever since which is now almost 8 years and will be 9 years when we finally get married in 2014.  So my birthday is always special to us because that's when it all started. I knew I wanted to marry him for a long time but life got in the way and we wanted to get to a place where we were sure this was what we both wanted and we were ready.

 

So it finally happened on 12/20/12 the day before the supposed Mayan end of the world.  I think he wanted to make sure if it did end he had his chance to propose first lol.  The proposal happened in NYC our favorite place around Christmas time.  Every year we make a trip to NYC to see the tree, the lights and to have dinner.  On our first Christmas together we went to see the tree and had a professional picture taken in front of the tree and we have that picture framed in our apartment.  So we went this Christmas it was just like every other time we went.  We stopped to see the tree and looked at the lights and I thought we would go on our way to dinner.  Then my fiance suggested we take another professional picture in front of the tree I was not too excited about it since we already have one and I kind of just wanted to get away from the crowd and go on to dinner.  I actually didn't even feel good that day since my office Christmas party was the night before and I might have had to much to drink.. and was a little hungover.  I actually almost called off the trip into the city all together but he insisted we go because of what he had planned.  Back to the story he convinced me to get an updated picture since the other one we took was when we first started dating so I finally gave in and we got on line.  The line was long so my poor fiance was suffering in silence as we inched closer to our turn.  Finally we get in front of the tree and as the photographer is adjusting us for our picture I look down and my fiance is on his knees and I'm so shocked that I don't know what to think.  Then I realize he has a box and he asks if would marry him.  I just started bawling like a baby and then he started to cry.  The photographer realized whats going on and he started to snap all these pictures.  Then everyone around us at Rockefeller center sees whats going on and they start clapping and cheering and taking pictures.  It was such an amazing moment and unexpected and we have it all caught on camera which was my fiance's plan.  I couldn't believe that he pulled it off without me knowing anything I'm usually really good at reading him but he held this secret in for months which is hard to do since we live together.  After the proposal we had dinner at Serendipity and if you've seen the movie before we were sat right in same spot as the characters in the movie.  It was a great end to our day everything was perfect.  Now we are on to wedding planning and I can't wait to get started.  

 

Beautiful!! Congratulations!!!

[Xarocas]

Great stories here!! Congratulations:)

[candle23]

Hi! I love reading everyone's stories!! I met my fiancé, Brad, on a dating website. We had been chatting for a few weeks online before we exchanged numbers and started texting for a month or so...we had our first date planned and the night before I got a phone call that I had a brain tumour...so needless to say I cancelled our date and thought it would be over. However my sister and Brad's friend convinced us to reschedule. So we did, and brad has been by my side since! He moved in after 5 months and the day after he officially moved in I went in for surgery. What a way to start a relationship! Fast forward three years later...Brad and I bought a new home which was under construction, we often drove by and sometimes I would sneak in to check things out. On one particular visit, the door was open and we went inside...I was so happy walking through all the rooms talking non stop about the furniture placement and wall colours...we walked into one of the spare bedrooms and I said, "This will have to be our future baby room since it's so small", to which Brad said, "oh, you want to have babies?", I replied, "uh yeah, lots of them, you know me!", and he said, "don't you want to get married first?" "Yes" I replied with my back turned, and when I turned around he was holding the rings of my absolute dreams! I was shocked! I laughed....and couldn't stop! He had to prompt me to respond! Of course I said YES!!! We have been in our new home for a month and a half now, it is amazing! The best part is our first memory made in this place is what makes it our home! We are planning a destination wedding at the Now Jade Riviera Cancun on October 23, 2014! We can't wait!!

[csho]

My FI Roy and I met on plentyoffish.com. He was the only person off there that I actually went on a date with. He lived in NJ and I lived in NY (35miles). After about 3 weeks of talking via aim and the phone we finally decided to go on a date. We met at the mall and went to dinner at Friday's (real romantic lol) we talked for so long the waiter finally threw us out. We didn't want to leave so we decided to see a movie. After the movie we sat just talking until finally he had to leave because of work (he works the overnight shift). The next day we made plans for our second date (trip to central park!). He asked me out after a hockey game on March 16th 2010 (my first hockey game ever!) After a year and a half of dating I moved to NJ to live with him. Best decission of my life. On our 3yr anniv. he made plans for us to go to the central park zoo. Only problem was we realized it was the weekend of the st patty's parade and neither of us wanted to deal with those drunks so he canceled the plans and made reservations at the Revel resort in AC. We had the top floor suite. A little before midnight the night before our anniv he told me to go get some ice so we can have a few drinks and go out. I went to get the ice and the damn ice machine was broken!!! So I had to go to another floor to get the ice. When i walked back into the room there was a line of rose petals that led up to the bed and a huge wrapped box. I walked over and sat down to open the box, inside was a custom made hockey jersey with his last name and the number 16 for our anniv. when I put the jersey down he was standing with the box open and asked me to marry him. PS he recorded the whole thing!!!! Was the best trip ever!! Cindy

Awww that's such a sweet proposal!!! Congrats!

[Stack02]

Hello Ladies,

 

Great stories, my gentlman friend and I met online and have been together for about 4.5 years. He is a writer and this is his take on the engagement.

 

I have never had someone make me laugh as much as he does:

 

Girls love hearing the engagement story, so dudes, you had better make it a good one. We were on vacation in Paris and I decided that it was time to ask my girlfriend to marry me. This was it. I went out and bought the ring, and then the games began.

 

First of all, I wondered, where am I supposed to hide a diamond ring? The obvious answer is in the suitcase, except that I pack like a junior high school student’s locker. I just take clothes and kind of stuff them in. There’s no folding, there’s no organization. I would never find the ring again. So here was my big plan: I stuffed the ring in the bottom of a pair of shoes that I was bringing along, and then put a sock in the shoe. Brilliant. Just to make it not look suspicious, I stuffed another sock in the other shoe. I told myself this looked normal, even though no one in the history of mankind has ever stuffed socks in shoes when they travel.

Who’s looking in my suitcase you may ask? Here’s my other foible: I don’t really “do” laundry. I put a pair of Lulu Lemon pants in a dryer once a couple of years ago and I was pulled from the game. Apparently Lulu Lemon pants cost a fortune because they are the greatest fabric in the world—they can withstand sweating, stretching, exercise, et cetera—but if you put them in the dryer they are destroyed. So the coach pulled Me from the game and now I am holding the clipboard on the sidelines when it comes to laundry. Don’t get me wrong—I am not complaining. I can supervise the washing and the drying of the clothes and watch football at the same time. If the dryer catches fire, I will grab a fire extinguisher during the commercial. That is the extent of me doing laundry. So My girlfriend (now fiance) has “all access” to the suitcase since I will just put stinky underwear back in the suitcase. It’s not an issue (for me, anyway) because I can tell, most of the time, which clothes I have worn before.

So the suitcase has shoes in there, and the shoes have socks in there, and there is a ring hidden in there somewhere. We wound up in Paris, France. My big idea was to propose at the Eiffel Tower. This was the plan. If you haven’t been to the Eiffel Tower, then you are probably thinking “wow, that is the greatest”. If you have been to the Eiffel Tower, then you know that this is a terrible idea. I will explain now the difference between the marketing of Paris and the reality of Paris.

The marketing: you show up at the Eiffel Tower via a horse carriage. Everything smells like lavender. You put away your parasol and ascend the beautiful Eiffel Tower to the viewing platform. Some dude with a pencil moustache appears at the top with an accordion. You gaze out over the river and the Arc de Triomph and suddenly you whip out the ring. The girl starts crying, she screams yes and you kiss on top of the world.

Enter reality.

First of all, there are gangs of gypsies roaming around the Eiffel Tower. This is what we were told upon arrival. Watch out for the gypsies. They are everywhere! What would have been helpful is if someone had explained to me what a gypsy looks like. I was picturing Little Steven from the E Street Band, but that was just an old guy with a bandana. Then I thought of some guy with a turban and some pointy slippers, but I am pretty sure that was a genie. So I decided that logically, I should be terrified of everyone. I walked into the horribly long lineup to the Eiffel Tower with my hands in my pockets, guarding the ring, my wallet and my fingers. They weren’t taking anything!

There are actually two lineups to the Eiffel Tower. Line up #1 is for VIPs like us who bought advance tickets. This meant that we were in a small lineup. Then there were all the schmoes who just showed up. They were in a way longer line. So we were feeling like big shots until we got near the front of our line.

The lines merged right at the elevator. So this meant that if you were pushy enough, you could just get into this “mosh pit” of people who were trying to get on this elevator.

There are four towers at the Eiffel Tower. One lift was operating. So that meant that you had one tiny, rickety elevator that was built in the 19th century to haul a bunch of pushy, angry and impatient tourists to the top. The doors opened and we pushed forward. I expected to hear Pearl Jam’s “Even Flow” blare out of the loudspeakers. I am pretty sure that I crushed a Spanish lady’s foot and I didn’t show any remorse. I stand by my decision and I’m sure she will heal someday. We made it onto the elevator—I was pushed up into the corner, my hands stuck firm inside my pockets. I was hoping that Stacey was on the elevator. If she wasn’t, she did her best and she would be missed.

When the doors opened, people scrambled off with the same ferocity as when we got on. Being Canadian, I have been conditioned to act with at least a tiny amount of manners, so that meant that me and my girlfriend were the last ones off the elevator. We caught our breath and stepped out onto the observation deck.

The winds were horrible that day, my friend. You know it is bad when you use “winds”. As in plural. Wind is normal—hey, we are golfing today, watch out for that wind! “Winds” means that people and property are being blown away. The winds on the top of the tower were fierce. I whipped out my little iPod to take a picture and it almost blew away. We look like we are smiling in the pictures, but we are gritting our teeth and trying to remain on the concrete.

“MIND THE PICKPOCKETS” blared over the loudspeaker every 10 seconds. It’s hard to propose when you are hearing this over and over again. We were constantly frisking ourselves, making sure that phones, cameras and money were still in our pockets.

Me: I think that you are very special—

Tower: MIND THE PICKPOCKETS

Me: I would be honoured if you—

Tower: PICK POCKETS ARE IN THE AREA

Me: Umm...

Tower: BEWARE OF YOUR BELONGINGS

Me: Watch out for that guy!

 

This went on for a few minutes, and I abandoned the plan. The observation deck was out. Instead, Stacey said that she wanted a glass of champagne. They have one guy, in one booth, at the very top and all he sells is champagne. Awesome. So we buy a glass of champagne and we hand the guy a 20-Euro note.

He tells us that he has no change.

Really. You are working at literally the most famous building in the world, at the top, and you only sell one item. He seemed surprised that anyone was actually buying anything. I imagined that he phoned down to his supervisor on the ground floor. “Hey boss, you are not going to believe this. Yeah, we finally sold a glass of champagne. I know! I know! That’s what I thought. Who buys this stuff? Anyway, we have no change. I never thought to bring any up when I started my shift. Yeah, bad planning on my part, but in my defense, I didn’t think that any tourist would travel all the way to Paris for champagne!”

We enjoyed the view and finally stuffed ourselves back in the squeaky elevator and made it back to solid ground. That was okay, I said to myself. I was going to propose on the lawn in front of the Eiffel Tower. Just as romantic. It’s still on the property. Still counts.

So we went to the supermarket and bought some picnic stuff—some long bread, some wine, and some fruit. Perfect! We picked out a spot on the lawn and ate our bread and enjoyed the majesty of the Eiffel Tower. How romantic!

Then we saw the gypsies. These creepy-looking young guys were wandering around asking people to sign some document or petition. But they were laying the paper down on tourists’ purses and belongings and trying to do the old “steal your possession” trick. Get out of here gypsies! For the record, they were wearing regular shoes—no pointy shoes, just regular sneakers.

So they finally went away and we starting eating again. With eyes darting around on the hunt for creepy gypsies, or genies, who human-rights advocates who wanted me sign a petition, we began eating grapes and drinking Cherry Coke.

I reached into my pocket to pull out the ring, and it was just then that three girls from Japan set up shot six feet away and decided to spend the next 20 minutes jumping up and down and taking pictures. And I mean jumping up and down. Like jumping jacks. I don’t know what kind of cheerleading they have in Tokyo but these girls had some energy. There was the “pointing to the top of the tower”, the “chest bump”, the “standing on each other’s shoulders”—they must have taken 300 pictures. There was selfies, twofies, and a threefie in there at some point. Anyway, the park was out. Forget the park. It wasn’t going to happen. We finished the lunch and Stacey declared that she was ready to go home.

Think, man, think! If it didn’t happen at the Eiffel Tower, where else could I propose? The French Army Museum? There was an Apple Store at the Louvre—in my defense, I had like ten seconds to run through different places. I loudly declared that it was time to go for a walk around the park first. I made up some story about memories, and we should smell the flowers—if she wasn’t suspecting something before, she would very soon. I haven’t voluntarily smelled a flower in my life and I wasn’t about to start.

We quickly got on a pathway and I proposed in the shadow of the Eiffel Tower. It was private, romantic and wonderful.

I guess even great wine takes some grape-stomping, so I don’t mind that we had to stomp on some grapes in order to create a great memory.

[jareese425]

We went for a beautiful walk in the local gardens. We had been there before and spent nearly an hour exploring the area. When we were here last time we found the cutest little mailbox where visitors would write notes, quotes, or just sign their names. Little did I know at the time that this mailbox would hold great significance for us.

Since he lives in Atlanta, our weekends are very precious to us and we were both so glad for a long holiday together. We had the typical Thanksgiving together, but when we woke up on Friday he decided that he would like to go out and get some breakfast. Instead of heading in the direction of the restaurant he pulled the car into the parking lot of the gardens- it was then that my heart started beating quickly. You see, he is an engineer. Every choice he makes is deliberate. So my heart was pounding and I just knew this was it.

He guided.. or better yet.. RAN me over to the familiar spot with the mailbox. He suggested that I open it up and find the pink notebook. There were three of them in the box (I doubt that was planned). Once I  found the one, he told me to turn to the last page where he had written… “Nathan asked Julie to marry him by saying…” When I turned back around he was down on one knee holding out the ring and asked me to spend the rest of my life with him.

I of course responded with a blubbering YES, YES, YES! I’ve been on cloud nine since that morning. We’ve talked dates, venues, and guests already. I’m SO thrilled and SO excited to be spending the rest of my life with this wonderful, handsome man.

[kbride2014]

Kacie woke up to a note and a bouquet of flowers sitting on the island in their kitchen.

The note read "Kacie, Good Morning Sweetheart! As you can see I did get that switch to the day light shift.  Please do not make any plans for this afternoon! All I can tell you is to sit back, relax, and wait for further instructions.  Love Always, Christopher"

Then Kacie received a phone call from Christopher around 2 P.M. and he told her to go downstairs and look in the laundry room cabinet. Another note was placed there with a rose.

The note read "Kacie, Hope you had a relaxing morning. This note is to inform you that you should pack an overnight bag with clothes and toiletries for the Pittsburgh area. Once again, after you have that finished sit back, relax, and wait for further instructions. Love Always, Christopher"

Kacie thought that, that was the last note and he was going to meet her at home and take her out to Pittsburgh for the night but that wasn't the case.

Christopher then called again shortly after 5 P.M. to tell Kacie to go out to the shed and look down to your left. Here she found yet another note!

The note read "Kacie, This is the final note for the day. By now you should be all packed up, relaxed, and ready for the Burgh. Now comes the test! Come find me. Do not cheat and use your phone! You should know this; meet me where we first met, leave now! Hurry, Hurry, Hurry! Time is of the essence! Love Always, Christopher"

Kacie then drove to Yough Bowling Lanes where Christopher got down on one knee and proposed. She said 'Yes!' and now they are planning a destination wedding!