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

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Nika:
Thipu, that was beautiful.  ;) I snorted my tea when I read that last line.

My fiance proposed to me while we were on vacation in France. It was late evening and we were enjoying some wine on our tiny little hotel balcony. He said he needed to grab something and jumped out of his seat... and knocked a wine glass over.

'Wow,' I thought, as we cleaned up the shattered glass. 'He must be drunk.'

A few minutes later, he launched into a spiel about how much he loves me, wants to spend his life with me, etc.

'He's totally drunk, isn't he?'

Then he got down on his knee and pulled out the box and I finally realized what was going on.

Then I said yes, there was crying and cheering... and he knocked over the wine bottle and broke it too.

'Yeah, guess he probably is drunk.'

WillyNilly:
I never really dreamed of or imagined what my proposal would be like. But I knew I wouldn't like something public - no big screen at a sporting event or even in a restaurant.  And I wouldn't like if it coincided with another event - no Christmas or birthday proposals, etc.

And I got a near perfect one*.  My DF and I planned a nice day out at Coney Island with a loose agenda of ride the Cyclone, eat Nathan's and see the Side Show and then whatever else caught our fancy.  We met up on the subway and went.  It was a perfect end of summer day - sunny with a light breeze.  We went to ride the Cyclone first.  There are about 6 or 8 cars on the coaster - there were 4 teens up in the first 2, and then empty then he and I in the last car.  He proposed on the ascent.


*The only reason it wasn't absolutely perfect was because dang i was distracted the whole roller coaster ride thinking "omigosh! Omigosh! He just proposed!" instead of "whoo-hoo roller coaster!" which would have been fine but he's a fuddy duddy and felt a bit queasy and didn't want to ride again immediately after.

But really I'm kidding about that, because he's awesome and I am and was thrilled he proposed (it was totally a surprise - we'd talked about marriage but I thought a proposal was like 6-12 months off in the future).  He has promised we'll go back once a summer to ride the Cyclone to celebrate,so really "whoo hoo roller coaster!" anyway!

heartmug:

--- Quote from: Nika on April 25, 2012, 11:31:18 AM ---Thipu, that was beautiful.  ;) I snorted my tea when I read that last line.


--- End quote ---

Yes indeed.  Thank goodness I had just put down my cup of coffee, Thipu.   :)


My fantasy one would be on a secluded beach, just DH and I. 

But I am happy with the one I got.  He proposed to me on May Day, in a garden, at sunrise.

purplemuse:
I always loved the idea of a "scavenger hunt" proposal-- you know, follow a series of clues and eventually find the guy waiting with a ring and a proposal. Mr. Muse did this, except instead of running all over town, I was solving fiendishly difficult puzzles to uncover clues leading to different compartments in the car as we drove across Ontario.

The final clue led to a source of light, which I thought meant the sunroof. When I found a bag of Skittles there, I felt disappointed, as I had been sure this was going to be the proposal. I sat wondering if there was somehow a ring in the still-factory-sealed bag, and then he told me the game was still on. Finally found the ring in the casing of the overhead light, which had to be pried off with a screwdriver. He ended up officially proposing in the parking lot of a service station in Waterloo.

There was a bit of a deadline to the game too-- you see, we were headed to Michigan, and Mr. Muse didn't want to have to answer any questions at the border if we were searched and they found a ring hidden in the car.

The whole thing was insane and clever and fun-- just like Mr. Muse.

guihong:
We were in my tiny living room.  Husband got down on his knee, then realized his pants were too tight to get something out of the pocket.  He got back up, pulled a wadded up paper from the pocket, and read his speech.  Then he gave me a garnet ring and we went out to lunch.

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