Seven years ago on a fateful night, Sweet Donr asked for my hand in marriage. Tonight we celebrate with chinese take out.
Tonight's fortune?
When the moment comes, take the first one from the right.
Monday, March 3
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I'd had the ring for weeks. I'd originally planned to be in Nashville on Valentine's Day. I had a reservation at a hip downtown restaurant, and it was going to be amazing. And then my employer went and bought another company, and I had to spend Valentine's Day in Boston handling press calls...
So it wasn't until the night that Kristen was saying goodbye to everything she cared about that I asked her to spend the rest of her days with me. She'd led me to believe that she thought big public proposals were really cool (we'd seen it happen at a Rockets game), so I proposed in the middle of her going away party.
Some people laughed. Some cried. One - me - sweated away a pound or two. Kristen was mortified, but she said yes. Sally stomped outside to have a smoke and fume and worry about her best friend in the world.
The next day Kristen and I drove away from everything she cared about, and into a massive lake effect storm. She cried most of the way. We listened to "Snow Falling on Cedars," a book on tape we rented from a Crackerbarrel in Kentucky. Turns out there's only one Crackerbarrel in all of New England, so we ended up owning that tape.
Four years and five months later, I drove away from everything that I cared about to join my bride Kristen, the only person who really matters, in Texas.
True story.
I dare say people in Texas don't know or appreciate what a "lake effect storm" is -- let me just say it's the biggest, nastiest blizzard you've ever seen in your whole life or imagined!. After two days on the road crawling at a snail's pace and fearing death was just around the corner with each passing 18-wheeler, we arrived in Boston a town that was totally shut down because of the snowstorm. Welcome, Kristen.
Fast foward to donr's arrival in Texas -- it was Katrina weekend and we had no idea whatsoever b/c we didn't have cable or tv hooked up yet.
Who knew cross-country moves had to be so traumatic weather-wise?
Thanks for making me cry again just thinking about it, Love.
Oh dear, I think I might be the next person in line who will never forget that day.
After months and months of non-stop IMing and phone calls - oh lord, the endless phone calls - wew! This older man from Boston swooped in and scooped my most precious Kristen out from under me, or so it felt. I was so sad to be without her, probably a little heartbroken that Don won out. And worried...worried that this east coaster wouldn't treasure her they way the rest of us did. How could he?
So I puffed...both on cigarettes and internally. I don't think I've ever felt so "protective" of a person in my life. Maybe I do now with Francis and George, but it was different...because Kristen wasn't my child, she was just my best friend in the whole wide world.
The next day as the jeep was getting packed up, I did my best to be chipper, but I couldn't help myself from threatening Don's life if he ever hurt her. And I can't say I'm a better person now - my statement still stands. Sorry Don... I just love her. ;)
But the good news, now I love Don ALMOST as much as I love KBR. All the worry was for nothing and at the end of the day, I think he might just love her as much as I do and that makes me real real happy.
Happy happy engagement day! I mean it this time. :)
I was at that party when Don proposed. I thought it was really cool - it made me cry too. :)
Congrats!
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