When you get engaged, everyone wants to know the proposal story. The first problem with this, in my opinion, is that a proposal is a very intimate moment. It's not all flash mobs and Jumbotrons, some of them are simple and quiet and, well, private. Some of them don't make for great stories. But at the end of the day, I believe they're all special.
That said, mine makes me giggle. Not because it wasn't beautiful and special, but because it was absolutely, perfectly reminiscent of the kind of people we are... So here it is, not in sappy lovebird style, but in GIFs.
It starts with champagne. We'd been apart for the holidays, so we decided to stay home on New Year's Eve and just be comfortable with the kitties. So I splurged on a bottle of champagne, with every intent to get tipsy.
Y'all, I was in sweatpants. Because that's just the kind of people we are.
Dan was in charge of bringing food home, and he went out to grab some Five Guys burgers... and he even managed a pit stop at Cheesecake Factory for my fav Dulce de Leche cheesecake. I mean, it was the last day before New Year's resolutions, so we figured TREAT YO' SELF. Settling into my slippers and New Year's headband, we watched TV and enjoyed a bit of gluttony. And I was tipping back the champs, natch.
We spent time reflecting on 2014, what with it being the end of year, and it was truly nice to just enjoy celebrating all we'd accomplished and how great our time together has continued to be. We even talked about the "someday" future stuff, in a sweet way. And Dan, who normally isn't super talkative, was really opening up. I was so happy, feeling like it was such a perfect way to spend New Year's. Perfect!
Then as we continued to talk, Dan reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring box, which I recognized because (spoiler alert) I was involved in the ring design. But I had no idea he was going to propose that night. So I was very much like...
Because that's exactly how it was. He's the Ben to my Leslie, the Jim to my Pam, the Nick Offerman to my Megan Mullally, the WALL-E to my EVE. It's just the way of the world, you guys. Oh, and of course I was all like...
KIDDING. I was more like...
I was so excited, I shared the news with my parents and sister that very night. In the morning, I shared via text with a number of friends and family, then posted it a little bit later on Facebook and let the rest of the world know.
As it turns out, the reason Dan did not wait until midnight to propose, as he had planned, was because I was consuming champagne at such a rate that he was worried I'd end up like this before he could ask:
And he's pretty much right. I WOULDN'T CHANGE A SINGLE THING. He nailed it, we're super happy, and I'll probably omit the part about my champagne consumption from the story when most people ask. But because we're friends, you got it in GIFs.