We’re ENGAGED!!!

On the evening of Friday, February 8, 2013, Robert asked me to marry him and I said YES! There’s absolutely no more eloquent of a way that I can say it. He asked me to spend the rest of his life with him! I still cannot believe it until I look down at this glistening diamond on my left hand. Seriously, when the sun shines on this ring, it looks like it’s on fire. It’s perfect, perfect, perfect. We are over-the-moon ecstatic and I am still floating. My cheeks hurt from smiling so much. Here’s how it went down:

Robert picked out my ring a while back, but it finally arrived on the Wednesday before he popped the Big Q. Like a gentleman, he wanted to ask my dad to marry me in person, but hadn’t ever saved my dad’s number in his phone. He called Sam (my sister’s boyfriend) three separate times to get my dad’s number.  Because Sam tells my sister everything (like a good boyfriend should :-)), Robert told Sam a liiittle white lie and said he needed my dad’s number because he had someone that needed boxes. (My dad’s in the packaging industry.)

Sam inevitably told Merrick about their conversation, and being the good and investigative sister that Merrick is, she called me on Friday to pass along the information. “Did you know Robert’s trying to give Dad business?” I didn’t. So I called Robert. And then my Dad. And asked them to explain why Robert was trying to send business my dad’s way. I don’t like mixing business with family.  After they both assured me that it was nothing and that it wasn’t a big deal, I let it slip my mind and went about my Friday.

— Insert what really happened- After Sam gave Robert my dad’s phone number, Robert called and asked my dad to meet him for lunch or dinner to chat. They ended up meeting in person on Thursday, had a very nice talk and Robert asked my dad’s permission to marry me. My dad gave Robert permission right then and there. It still makes me emotional thinking about the two men that I love most in my life sitting in a Panera in Spartanburg talking about me while I sat in a cubicle 3 hours away working away and not suspecting a thing. —

— Insert one more thing- Detective Merrick called my dad immediately after finding out that Robert had asked for my dad’s number.  She specifically asked him if Robert had called my dad to ask for my hand in marriage.  My dad lied and said, “No.”  He felt terrible for lying, but in hindsight, I’m thankful that my dad didn’t tell Merr. Our engagement was just as big of a surprise for her as it was for me, and her reaction was amazingly priceless.—

Flash forward to Friday night. I drove to Hendersonville to spend the weekend with Robert. He had the whole weekend planned. He was going to make dinner for me on Friday night, and we were going to visit a local brewery on Saturday afternoon. It seemed perfect to me. Little did I know, Robert had other tricks up his sleeve.

When I arrived at Robert’s house, he was on his deck checking the chicken that he was grilling. He met me at my car as I was grabbing my bags and told me to come inside before I unpacked everything.

Before I go any further, I have to say that Robert is a romantic. As much as he tries to put on a tough guy front, he says and does the nicest things to and for me that make me feel incredibly special. However, he isn’t a cheesy romantic. He doesn’t use corny lines or take me on cliche dates. He’s awesome. That’s exactly why what happened next wasn’t too out of the ordinary.

We headed inside his house where I found beautifully lit candles, the biggest roses that I’d ever seen on his table, and a warm fire illuminating the room.  “Well look at you, Mister Romantic,” I exclaimed. He just smiled and we chatted about our days as if everything was normal.

After about 5 minutes of chatting, Robert said to me, “I have to tell you something- I lied to you.” Immediately, my heart sank and I began to get upset. “About WHAT?” I asked. He said, “I’ve never lied to you before and I will never, ever lie to you again.  I met with your dad the other day. But I have to tell you, we didn’t meet to talk about business. We met so that I could ask him for your hand in marriage.”  We chatted for a minute, he got down on one knee, told me that he loved me and asked me to marry him. 🙂

I immediately called my parents (who obviously already knew) and called my sister. Then I called/texted my VIPs. By the end of the night, we were both exhausted. The rest of the weekend was filled with celebrations with our families, reception site visits in Greenville and supporting messages from our loved ones.

I’m so thankful that our engagement was personal and special. Robert is the most amazing man that I’ve ever met, (besides my dad) and I am very excited that we’ll have the rest of our lives to love, learn and laugh with each other.

More posts on wedding planning to come soon, but this is honestly the first time I’ve had a chance to mark down this monumental event in my life. WE’RE GETTING MARRIED!!! And, really, I can’t stop staring at my ring.

In Falls Park in Greenville, SC the day after our engagement!

In Falls Park in Greenville, SC the day after our engagement!

Meeting Pilar.

This past weekend, Robert came into town, and we went to see an improve show at Dad’s Garage in Inman Park. Margo came along and we had a great time belly laughing at the actors and munching Mexican food afterwards. Inman Park is a really cool area with quirky residents and unique food. It’s a breath of fresh air compared to the high rises and large chain restaurants of Buckhead.

Spectacular Saturday- I’m running a half marathon (along with Robert, Merr, Sam, Margo and Parks) in Myrtle Beach in a couple of weeks and have yet to do some seriously long runs. That all changed on Saturday. Robert and I ran nine miles through the busy streets of Buckhead. I was very surprised at how good I felt after the run, and I’m now positive that we’re going to kick this 13.1 miles straight in the teeth.

When we got about a half of a mile away from my apartment, we noticed an older woman (in her 80’s) walking with groceries and struggling to hold them up.  She was stopping every five steps or so. Robert and I stopped and offered to help carry her goods back to her apartment and she happily accepted.  It turns out, this woman, Pilar, is from Spain and moved to Ohio to be closer to her family.  As her family grew and moved due to new adventures in life, she ended up in Atlanta (without a car).  She explained that while her family does live close, they have their own families and priorities to take care of, so she walks to the grocery store when she needs food.  She got emotional as we rounded the corner to her house because she was so thankful that we had stopped to help. I gave her my phone number and let her know that I’d be happy to pick her up to take her to the grocery store anytime that she wanted. She even invited us to come by her house to keep her company when we’re in town.

I got emotional after we left Pilar because her mannerisms and stories reminded me a lot of my Nana. I know there was a reason that God introduced us to Pilar on Saturday after a beautiful run- it wrapped up our afternoon perfectly.

Robert and I grabbed dinner at Two Urban Licks on Saturday night to celebrate our year and a half anniversary. It was so nice sitting down and chatting about our time together and what the future may hold.

Super Bowl Sunday- On Sunday, I dragged Robert to IKEA. 🙂 He loved it! I got a few odd purchases and he pointed out items that he really liked. When we got back to my apartment, Robert- my handyman- hung my mirror (after 2.5 years of it sitting on the ground), hung up a picture and built a table that fit perfectly in the corner for all of my “getting ready” essentials (makeup, hair dryer, curlers, etc.).  I’m so lucky to have a man who’s ready to roll up his sleeves and build stuff with/for me.

We had about 10 people at our house to watch the Big Game. I made chicken wings and I guess they were a hit. I didn’t eat them. I don’t like eating meat after I’ve seen it raw and cooked it myself- weird, I know.  It was fun to host a party with friends- new and old- and form more bonded relationships over a football game that I really cared less about.

We were busy bees this weekend.  I’m usually not one to complain about being tired, but this Monday, I’ve been exhausted. I’m lucky that the Bachelor is on because it gives me an excuse to veg out and go to sleep early.

January.

January was packed with two trips to Boise for work, an unplanned single ski trip while out West, two trips to Hendersonville to see Robert, watching the Super Bowl playoffs at Martha’s, an NYC visitor, a day off for the remembrance of Martin Luther King, a fun night out in Buckhead and finally measuring myself for bridesmaid dresses.

The pictures below briefly explain most of my January:

Downtown Asheville with Brit

Downtown Asheville with Brit

Bench outside of a cute restaurant in Hendo.

Bench outside of a cute restaurant in Hendo.

Buckhead night out

Buckhead night out

The girls out in Buckhead

The girls out in Buckhead

The temperature in Minneapolis on my way home from Boise... lovely.

The temperature in Minneapolis on my way home from Boise… lovely.

Solo skiing at Bogus Basin while out in Boise.

Solo skiing at Bogus Basin while out in Boise.

Boise Stampede game for work

Boise Stampede game for work