’til the walrus sounds.
November 23rd, 2009 at 12:19 pm. Posted in Crazy Love Life, Just Rachel.
We were laying on the couch watching 27 Dresses. I had drank a bottle of wine while I was vacuuming and making dinner. (Seriously, these chores are so much easier with a good glass of Rose in your hand, try it & thank me later.) Matt kept kicking me off his lap when I tried to sit on him and kiss him. Truth be told, I was getting a little upset and didn’t know what his issue was.
The movie got to the part where they are on the bar singing “Benny and the Jets” by Elton John (my favorite part, by the way) and I went on to say how seeing Elton John in concert was one of the top moments of my life. Second to only seeing the Eagles in concert, because seriously… those events were life changing. So i’m going on and on about this and I was walking around the house now, shutting off lights that Matt INSISTS on leaving on ALL THE TIME (really. What is with this MEN?! If the toilet seat is not up, you’re leaving every light in the house on. Knock it off.). I’m professing my love for over the hill musicians and Matt is out on the couch going “Are you SERIOUS?! The best moments of your life were concerts? REALLY?” and I was just telling him that I was only 25, and had so much more left to LIVE! and he keeps going on and on about how he doens’t even rank up above two concerts and I was all “Sorry babe! It’s the EAGLES and ELTON JOHN! At least you’re above Hanson!”.
All of this was said while I was wandering around the house and he was sitting in the living room. I went into the bathroom (right next to the living room) to pee and I came back out and there he was on one knee in the living room. “Marry me?” he says and right then, I could hear my heart beating in my ears. Then the waterworks started. “Did I beat Elton John NOW!?” he said to me. “OF COURSE.” People really don’t lie when they tell you that everything goes blurry. I was CERTAIN that I wasn’t going to be overly excited when he asked me since I knew it was coming eventually, but man. I was FLOORED.
We were in our pajamas, I was half drunk and a DISASTER from cleaning. (Really. My hair was in a ponytail and a hadband was holding back my bangs, which were sticking STRAIGHT UP behind this headband. I was a sight, let me tell you.) He had planned on doing it Saturday night sometime, but I set him up perfectly for that one, and he said he just had to prove me wrong.
I’m not a “big production” kind of a girl, so i’m thrilled with the way it all played out and I was so completely shocked that he had gone and gotten a ring and I had NO IDEA. I didn’t expect him to ask me until AFTER he was back from Iraq, but it’s definitely nice to have a fiance. WHOA. After I got myself together, we went to my parents house to tell them. They had no idea Matt had even gotten me a ring, and I begged him months ago not to tell my family or ask permission or anything because I wanted it to be a surprise to them to. My mom cried and my dad just kept saying how he was the happiest guy on the planet. Sweet.
Once we were done visiting family and got back home, we were standing on the porch and I looked up at Matt as he was unlocking the door and asked “Babe, do you feel any different now?” “Nope, just feels good.” he said. Swoon.
So, that’s my story. Nothing fancy, but oh so perfect. I’ve been engaged for… 40 hours and it’s amazing. I’m thrilled and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with this amazing guy. (And plan a wedding. We’re thinking Jamaica. I’ve bookmarked 9,000 wedding blogs and websites this morning.) But now, I know you all want pictures of the RING! It’s 1.5 sizes too big. He didn’t want to wait to get it sized since he’s leaving for Iraq in two weeks. So, I have a ghetto plastic ring guard from Wal-mart on with it so it stops falling off my size 5.5 finger. Anyway, here’s the pictures! (and I don’t have a macro lens, so I am forced to keep the ring 1 1/2 feet away from my 50mm lens and therefore, the pics aren’t that great… but you get the idea i’m sure.)
ps. NO. We have NOT set a date yet. Jesus. (People seriously asked me that like, all day today. Really? It hasn’t even been 48 hours yet!!)
pps. He kept kicking me off his lap all night because the ring was in his POCKET. Ahhhhh!
YAY! Congratulations again love! I love that story – I’m not a Big Production kind of person either, and I think that having a moment like this that just FITS who you two are and what your life together is is absolutely PERFECT.
LOVE you :)