Happy Engagement Day. Circa 2008

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My hubby proposed to me three years ago today. And because he's awesome and my engagement story is rockin', I thought I'd share it with you. Be prepared for nausea inducing, uber sappy sugary sweetness. 

So that day started out with hubby waking me up at 4:45 am. Yes, I said AM. As in, before the butt crack of dawn, 4:45 am. The girls had stayed at my moms house the night prior. Turns out, she knew that he was going to propose so she was babysitting. 

He told me to get dressed in comfy clothes and to put on tennis shoes, and that was all the information I got. We drove an hour to McKinney TX where we met a man in a parking lot and we got into his van. I know, not sounding too romantic yet. Kinda sounding like the beginning to a BAD scary movie, right? Mind you, I still didn't know what was going on at this point.

Yeah, me at 6am = cranky. Forehead furrows and all.

The husband was driving the van, and his wife was his assistant. After a few minutes, the man turns to Jake and says "Well, do you want to tell her where we're going?". Jake turned to me and said "What have you always wanted to do?" I was pretty sure that swim with dolphins wasn't where this was leading, so it had to be the other option on my bucket list. Take a ride in a hot air balloon. And yeah, I was a lot happier afterward I had all the info. 

Us in the van, riding to the take off location. Me = happy.

So we end up in a big field, and after signing our lives away on a waiver, the man told us that we'd be helping them set up the balloon. I was L-O-V-I-N-G it. So much heat, the fire was gorgeous, and the balloon was so colorful and pretty. This thing was HUGE. And I was going to be riding in it. 

And then we had one final pic before take off.

Yeah, I do a lot of self portraits.

So the man's job was to control the balloon, and his wife's job was to stay on the ground with the van, and drive to meet up with us when we landed. And then we're off!

The balloon operator was awesome, and kept taking the camera from me to take pictures of us. We flew around up at 1000 feet. 

After a little while, hubby handed the operator the camera, and when he proposed, the operator video taped the whole thing. The next two pics are stills from the video.

My answer when he proposed? "Of course! Now, don't drop the ring over the side. We'll never find it."

We did have a pretty rough landing, the wind decided to pick up right as we were landing. Which means the balloon slammed landed on it's side. I was unhurt, but hubby took a wrench to the face that came lose from the toolbox. 

And then a few more pictures of the extremely happy fiancee with her husband to be.

The owners had mimosas (champagne and OJ) and mini muffins for us to celebrate our engagement. 

Afterwards, we went to a 5 star sushi restaurant and had yummy yummy sushi. 

And I know it sounds vomit-inducingly trite to say I fall more in love with him every day. But I do.

He still has a scar from losing that fight with the wrench.
I smile every time I see it.

Do you have a great engagement story? Great doesn't have to mean expensive. Or a huge ordeal. Love is love, in any shape or story.