Happy engagement anniversary, Rick!Can you believe that we got engaged on this same day eleven years ago? I think it was also a Saturday night. We knew we were going to get married--it was just a matter of when you were going to ask me. You tried to surprise me by asking me to marry you a week before Valentine's Day rather then on Valentine's Day. I have to admit, I knew something was up that night--I just wasn't exactly sure what.
Here's the story:
You took me out on a group date with some other friends. We went to the Fieldhouse (was it called that?) at Rick's to have couple Olympics. We had a bunch of Olympic-type events and relays. It was fun, but not very romantic at all.
Then, at about 9:30 p.m., our groups went our separate ways. You said, "Well, I better take you home. It's getting late." I thought, "That's weird--it's only 9:30, but I didn't protest." That was when I knew something was up.
When you walked me up to my apartment, you sang, "Goodnight Sweetheart." I was so embarrassed because people in the parking lot and near the other apartments were watching. Then, you reached inside the door and pulled out a rose (you had my roommates set that up) and a ring and you asked if I would marry you.
The rest, of course, is happily ever after. I thought I was in love back then. I'm sure I was, but now my love for you is that times at least ten.
Thank you for being such a wonderful husband. You are everything I dreamed of and more.
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