An engaging story

Tomorrow marks 3 years since Kris and I got engaged. It's crazy to think that it has been that long. It dawned on me that I've never told our engagement story. So, here you go. Happy Monday!

It was March 19, 2010, a Friday. I was in my second year of law school. Kris and I were leaving Knoxville for the weekend and going to spend the night in Atlanta, then go visit our families in middle Tennessee on Saturday and Sunday. We left after my morning class; Business Associations was one of those classes you couldn't afford to miss.

When we got to Atlanta, we went to Lenox Square Mall for some shopping. I'd been wanting these champagne flutes from Crate & Barrel, and Kris bought them for me. Looking back, that was a little unusual. Kris really isn't the type of guy who says "oh let me buy you this." He's great a buying gifts for special occasions, but doesn't normally buy things out of the blue. This should've been a sign that something might be up.

We checked into our hotel, The W Hotel, and we were escorted to our Suite. Again, this should've been a sign. We usually opt for the standard room. We got ready and went to the hotel bar for drinks before dinner.
 

 

At the bar, we met this sweet older couple and started chatting. Well, I started chatting. I noticed Kris kept checking the time. I finally asked if he thought we were going to be late for our dinner reservations. He said he couldn't remember exactly when they were, but thought we were running late. I said my goodbyes to the couple.

As we walked away, he said he forgot something in our room. I told him it would be OK, that if we were late we should go ahead and go, what did he forget. He said his Rolaids and he couldn't leave without them. I'm sure I rolled my eyes, and we headed back to the room.

When we walked into the room, I saw rose petals and candles everywhere, and there was a private dinner set up for us. I really could not believe my eyes. Still, I had no idea what was going on. I legit thought he was just trying to make sure the two of us had a romantic evening. Seriously, any other girl in America would have known what was about to happen. Not me. I just thought I had the sweetest boyfriend to go through so much trouble.

After dinner he started what I now know was "the speech." You know, the speech guys make before they ask a girl to marry them. He told me how much he loved me, and our 3 and a half years together meant so much to him. I was just smiling, clueless as to what was about to happen. I can remember interrupting him and telling how nice this all was. It wasn't until he got down on one knee and pulled out the ring that I knew what was happening He asked if I would marry him, and of course, I said yes.

I could not have thought of better way to get engaged. I'm not 100% comfortable with tons of attention, so a private dinner was just perfect. When I woke up the next morning I couldn't believe it had all happened. It was a "pinch me" kind of feeling.  

We were married on October 22, 2011. It was the 5 year anniversary of our first date. We do not have a perfect marriage by any stretch of the imagination; lord knows that is true. Still, 7 years together and I'm still crazy about him.