I was returning from a week long trip. I was exhausted beyond belief. He picked me up at the airport with roses (sweet, but I'm just not a flowers kinda chick...they just die and I usually forget to look at them when they're alive). When we got home, and I just wanted to unwind, he did the whole "Will you marry me?" thing. Took me totally by surprise. I told him I had to think about it.
Not exactly the answer he expected! We did get engaged, but it was a rough, rough time in my life with a horrible job and my mother's cancer coming back from remission. So we called it off because we both knew it wasn't the right time.
Fast forward about a year. We were in a jewelry store, kinda shopping for wedding rings (we were just looking), and I found the perfect one on clearance.
Hey, I'm all about a bargain! So we got it. Right before the woman rang it up, I looked at him and said "So I guess we're officially engaged, huh?" And that was it.
So much for the romance!
Fast forward about a year. We were in a jewelry store, kinda shopping for wedding rings (we were just looking), and I found the perfect one on clearance.