Chapstick: A love story (Part Deux)

So off we go to our date, looking all spiffy.

We get to D.C. and park at a meter. Turns out neither of us had change so we walked around until we found an open Quiznos (we were in a business district so a lot of things like the Starbucks were closed).  We get $3 worth of quarters and boyfriend goes to put the coins in the meter while I stay a block behind and wait. As I’m standing in front of a floral shop I think to myself, Holy cow…is this it? What if he proposes tonight? (I didn’t want to psych myself out by thinking about it too much prior to that moment).

I snap out of it once he comes around the corner, looking all dapper in his suit. However, once he reaches me he says, “Oh! I forgot my keys.” And at that second, I thought, Oh gosh! Is he getting the ring?! Did he keep it in the car so I wouldn’t find it at home!” At this point, my heart is racing. (Turns out, he really did just forget his keys, haha, as the ring was in his coat pocket the whole time)

He finally returns after what seems like ages, and we walk to the restaurant. Once inside, the host graciously greets us with a warm, “Oh Ferrs, Party of two! Right this way!”

We are seated, and are are given specials menus, which I NEVER look at, so I go straight for the regular menu.  Once the host comes back to ask us our drinks, he takes the liberty of tapping on my specials menu and says, “Miss, I think you’d REALLY like our specials tonight,” at which point I think, Okay weirdo pushy waiter guy?! (I have issues with people telling me what to do, haha)

So I begrudgingly pick up the specials menu and take a look inside to find a note  telling me how much he loves me, blah blah blah, now will I ask him for some chapstick. (Record scratch) CHAPSTICK?

Yes, you heard right. See, boyfriend and I are always asking each other for chapstick, so he wrote that so I would ask, and it’d be his cue to reach into his pocket. Once I reach the end, he looked at me and said, “well, are you going to ask me?” I simply shake my head no, and squeak, “I can’t,” as I choke up with tears.

So instead, he gets down on his knee and pulls out the ring, and asks me if I’ll marry him. All I can manage to do is nod my head yes.

Then he says, “wait! I have another surprise,” as he leads me to the back of the restaurant where a small group of friends is waiting. He planned an engagement party with help of my best friend LB.  He completely caught me off guard because we had planned to wait a few years before we got married, so I definitely didn’t expect an engagement, but it was certainly a welcomed surprise 🙂

Party room!

The "specials" menu

Ags cleaning up my makeup bc I'm a crier

Chin Chin! ("Cheers" in Italian)

My bff LB, Boyfriend's co-conspirator

Don’t you just love a happy ending 😉

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5 thoughts on “Chapstick: A love story (Part Deux)

  1. Rachel

    Ummm he planned a surprise engagement party for you?! I vote you rope him in as your wedding planner!!!! lol. Too cute, seriously, too cute!

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    1. peachyplum Post author

      Funny thing is, he’s actually given me free reign on the wedding planning. He’s like, “I did a damn good job on this engagement thing, I’m done! The rest is up to you.” Which is a good thing, otherwise he’d moan and groan how he doesn’t care or have an opinion 😛 Oh boys.

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  2. peachyplum Post author

    Funny thing is, he’s actually given me free reign on the wedding planning. He’s like, “I did a damn good job on this engagement thing, I’m done! The rest is up to you.” Which is a good, otherwise he’d moan and groan how he doesn’t care or have an opinion 😛 Oh boys.

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  4. Jessica

    I adore the fact that he told you to ask for chapstick! Personally, I’m addicted to the stuff so that’s pretty awesome to me.

    You are so pretty my friend and deserved that awesome engagement party! Ale did do a damn good job and I know you’ll do a good job on the wedding side of things. 😉

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