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What would be the ultimate marriage proposal you'd like to get,or did get?

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QueenofAllThings:
It wasn't what the King had planned, but it was sweet anyway.

We had just played tennis and it was early - maybe 9:00 a.m. - when we got back to his house. We were all sweaty in out whites He suggested we go for a walk, which I found odd. We walked to a spot in his town (NJ) that has a terrific view of NYC (where I lived at the time). This is next to a well-traveled road. SO right there - in my 'new' home, looking at my 'old' home, he got down on one knee.

The cars driving by must have wondered why the guy is short white shorts was kneeling in the gravel ....

That Anime Chick:
As silly as it sounds, having DH just propose to me would be perfect for me. We'd been together for a while and one evening while dealing with some tax issues (we'd just bought a house) he said, "Let's just get married". I said okay and that was it.

I know the sales clerk at the store where we got my engagement ring told DH a few times that he should be romantic and propose to me, but he's the type where if someone tells him he should do something, he will refuse. You have to gently suggest and hope he gets the hint (okay he's not that bad, but it's what his family jokes about).

Snooks:
I'm not sharing mine because it makes me too identifiable to anyone who already knows the story but some of the trip ones remind me of a friend's sister.  She'd been with her boyfriend for about ten years and there had been various discussions of marriage but he didn't feel the need to get married, she'd like to but finally came around to the idea that they didn't need to/she didn't want to.  She told him this as they were standing in line at the airport ready to go on holiday - the ring was in his pocket - apparently he didn't know what to do for the best!  They did end up getting married.

MamaMootz:
I have mine to add.

It was Christmas Day and I was at my apartment with my Dad, who would come over to spend Christmas Eve with me and then go spend the day with his girlfriend. DF came to my apartment in the morning and kept insisting that we drive to the shore that day to leave flowers for my mom. She had passed away 5 years earlier, was cremated and her ashes were scattered at her favorite shore point. I always went to leave her flowers at the holiday.

So, roses in hand, we drove to the shore, and I went to the water to leave the flowers - 6 of them. I was thinking of my mom and how much she would have loved DF, when I turned around and he was down on one knee, tears in his eyes. I thought he had hurt himself and was asking if he was OK and then he took the ring out and proposed. Before I had a chance to respond, 1 rose washed back to me and stayed at my feet.  It was as though my mom was watching it and saying, "Go ahead, he's the one."

The story gets even weirder, as we were walking back to the car after we said yes, and we walked straight into my ex boyfriend on the boardwalk - the one I almost married. He was with his wife and kids taking a walk as he lived down there and he didn't celebrate Christmas.

To top it off, I was looking at the newspaper later that night, and my horoscope for that day read, "Consider making a new romantic commitment or strengthening an old one. Just say 'I do'."

I think the Universe was screaming at me, don't you?

ShanghaiJill:

--- Quote from: JennJenn68 on April 25, 2012, 10:21:44 AM ---I got my ultimate marriage proposal... It didn't cost a cent; it simply involved serendipity--or near-telepathic sensitivity from my DH.

I had foolish, girlish dreams, as I think most females do.  I was not a popular girl in school--I was a late bloomer, obviously "too" smart, not pretty, weird sense of humour, music prodigy... you get the idea.  All I wanted was for a boy to ask me out.  (Never happened in high school.)  I had a fantasy about going on a long, moonlit walk with a particular boy that I had a crush on, and then him turning to me in a particular location and (finally!) asking me out.  Silly, perhaps, but it meant a great deal to me and I never forgot it...

Fast forward to the early 1990's.  I had been d@ting he-who-would-become-DH for a couple of years, but we were going slowly and taking our time.  We went to my parents' home for Thanksgiving weekend (Canadian), and while there my SIL began to drive us both quietly insane.  We decided to go for a walk, just to get the heck out of the house.  It was a reasonably warm fall evening (remember Canadian Thanksgiving is in early October) so that seemed like a good idea.  We walked for a long time, and then happened to arrive at the precise spot of those foolish girlish dreams mentioned before.  He stopped me with a hand on my arm, turned me toward him, and then, quietly and simply, asked, "Will you marry me?"

I swear to God that I had never told him--heck, I was embarrassed by it, in hindsight.  I was actually stunned and unable to answer him for a few seconds, although in my mind there was no possible doubt that my answer would be yes...

He, too, is adamant that he had no idea.  "Something just crystallized" is still the only answer that I get from him, almost eighteen years later.  Typical chemist! ;D

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It sounds like a premonition.


My ideal proposal would be one issued by Jack McCoy of Law & Order.

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