Iced Out
The bling! We picked out this 2ct bad boy last Thanksgiving, after which FI had to hide it from me because I kept wanting to try it on before he proposed. Fast forward 2 months later, I was getting very impatient with no ring or proposal (when we went on vacation I was even so bold as to suggest he bring the ring with him, just in case a good moment should arise). Ladies, having your e-ring hidden somewhere in your house for damn near 60 days and no proposal in sight--come on now, that's torture, am I right?
Thankfully, FI decided it was time to buckle down and we went for a hike at a local cliffside state park. At the end of our hike, we walked onto a lookout point over the ocean and he whipped out a note that I had written him on the last day of our summer internship more than three years ago. It was a super emotional note (it was the last day before we went back to our respective colleges, and I never knew if I was going to see him again, let alone be with him) and after I was done reading it, I turned around and he was down on one knee with the sparkler.
We got a nice man to take our picture-- here's the both of us in shock, 2 minutes after it all happened:
Thankfully, FI decided it was time to buckle down and we went for a hike at a local cliffside state park. At the end of our hike, we walked onto a lookout point over the ocean and he whipped out a note that I had written him on the last day of our summer internship more than three years ago. It was a super emotional note (it was the last day before we went back to our respective colleges, and I never knew if I was going to see him again, let alone be with him) and after I was done reading it, I turned around and he was down on one knee with the sparkler.
We got a nice man to take our picture-- here's the both of us in shock, 2 minutes after it all happened:
His Ring
FI has yet to pick out his ring (we've got some time!) but I have a feeling he's going to go for something uber-manly and classic like this.
