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How he asked.

Most of me wanted to write this down for myself so that I could let the moment live somewhere besides my own unreliable memory. I’ve told this story so many times in the past 24 hours that I can’t believe it. I can’t believe how much love our friends and families have shown us, and how perfect everything was for us. 

If you’ve been following my instagram at all, you’d know that I was super thrilled to take some vacation time from work. I wanted to use the opportunity to go have breakfast at places I can’t normally go, or read books at parks I like, or go running early in the morning. That was all shot by day two, when I caught the FLU. Of all times to get sick, it had to be during the only two weeks I’ve been 100% free to do anything. LAME-O. 

I missed Christmas with my family and Bryan’s and I literally laid on the couch and binge watched/slept through shows about Gypsy weddings on TLC. It was pretty bad. 

I was a little bit scared that I was going to miss New Year’s Eve. It’s always been my very favorite holiday to celebrate, and coincidentally, Bryan and I attended our first party together on New Year’s Eve and started dating on New Year’s day in 2013. I was still sick up until New Years Eve, but I asked Bryan if we could dress up, cook dinner, and count down at midnight. I still wanted to have some fun this break, even if I had to be quarantined.

Crafts out of tissue paper

I decorated our apartment with some left over tissue paper I made into a pom banner and bought cute little horns we could blow at midnight. We popped a bottle of champagne, and marathoned The Simpsons until 5 minutes before midnight. 

We counted down 10 seconds before midnight, and yelled “happy new year” threw our streamers and blew our horns. We kissed, and Bryan got kind of teary-eyed, and started giving this speech about how we’d been together for two years on this day, and how he loved me so much, and…at this point my mind just starts to go all over the place. Everyone says this happens, and I didn’t believe it, but it totally does. The next thing I knew, he was down on one knee in front of me, opening a box with a CRAZY SPARKLY DIAMOND IN MY FACE. I started crying, I don’t know where the tears came from, and I think I said yes a little over 8,000 times. We kissed, and hugged, and cried, and Bryan slipped my ring on. We called and texted our families, and stayed up pretty much all night laughing, and crying, and staring at my ring, and getting used to calling each other fiancee. It was so us. 

Just a little after midnight

I hate surprises, so I asked Bryan all of the background details – how he possibly was able to talk to my parents without me knowing, how he sneaked around getting the ring in the apartment, who else was in on this crazy thing. I had fun knowing that pretty much everyone close to me knew how it was going to happen, and they were all excited, and waiting for the phone call. 

It’s a weird feeling – I’m so happy and yet so overwhelmed at the same time. I’m excited that we’re taking this next step in our relationship, and happy that I get to spend the rest of my life with as amazingly sweet and wonderful as Bryan.

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3 Comments

  1. Matthew Carberry
    January 27, 2015 / 9:28 am

    Feel bad for being so late to the party, but congratulations! Very excited for you two. Though, if this blog is any indication, you’re waaaay too busy to add wedding planning to your life. 🙂

    • January 28, 2015 / 9:21 pm

      Awe thanks, Matt! I’m going to do my best to calm down on the life craziness and enjoy the time. Wedding planning, here we go! 🙂

  2. Lori Buckley
    January 5, 2015 / 9:31 am

    Speaking as Bryan’s Mom, I am thrilled that he finally proposed! In fact, every Birthday, Christmas, and Valentine’s,that you two have shared, I expected to get a call telling me he had popped the question. But I see now that his timing was perfect.. The anticipation leading up to midnight, the birth of the New Year, that special moment in time with your special guy. We are all celebrating!

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