Alright, now on to some eternal decisions. No big deal. As I mentioned in the entry before this, I started praying about Tim Cotter after our first date. I am not the kind of girl that works blindly. The spirit says a lot. So, as I was dating Tim, and praying about it, I started getting answers that I didn't want to hear. I kept getting the feeling that I was going to marry Tim Cotter, and it made me nervous. Until one night, Tim and I were talking and the subject of marriage came up. Tim asked me what I thought, and I kind of spilled my guts again. I told him what I was feeling....including me freaking out. In response to me freaking out, Tim pulled out the scriptures. (I know, total hot points right then) He opened the scriptures to D&C 6:23; which says, "Did I not speak peace to your mind concerning the matter? What greater witness can you have than from God?" It brought peace to my soul. Who was I to question what God was telling me. After that Tim told me that he felt the same way- without the freaking out part. It was a great discussion to say the very least.
After our discussion the ball started rolling. Tim and I both knew that he was going back to school in April; so, if we were going to get married it either had to be before April....or in July. Tim did not like the idea of going to school without me; so, we decided that before April was the goal.
Okay, so, the proposal story. I would say that it is a pretty dang good one. It all starts out on my birthday, January 3rd, 2012. It was a typical day. I went to work, came home, and was expecting to go to dinner that night with Tim. I had texted him throughout the day about work and stuff and everything was normal....your typical day in the neighborhood. When I got home from work, my mom asked me if I was going to change for my date. If any of you know me, you know that I kind of hate changing my clothes. Typically I am in one outfit for an entire day. Forget changing. So, of course I told my mother no. I got home from work late and didn't think that I had time. My mother looked at me and told me that I didn't look good enough for my date. I had to change....so, I did. My sister, Diana, came upstairs and dressed me. I put on the dress I was wearing when Tim kissed me for the first time. (Yes, first kiss, proposal, and to the temple in the same dress. Lucky dress is an understatement).
As soon as I put the dress on Tim was at my door ready to go. Tim took me to eat at Bugaboo Creek. It is a steak place that is modeled after Canada. This is funny because my dad is from Canada. Anyway, as Tim and I were walking up to Bugaboo, I noticed that he had a red sparkly box with him. It was a medium sized box, you know the birthday present kind. I was excited about it. So, we sat down and ordered out food. Looking back Tim was nervous. I didn't really notice it then, but afterwords I realized my mistake. The waiter brought the salads out, and then Tim pushed them to the side. He said, "I can't wait any more. Open your present." He put the red box in front of me, and I opened it. The box was full of girly stuff. Hair ties, nail polish, chocolate, a head band, jewelery (earrings), it was amazing. (interestingly enough, the jewelry in the box was in the ring box covered in wrapping paper!)
I was looking down at the box and Tim said, "now for the best part." I replied, "what gets better than this" (still looking down) When I looked up from responding, Tim said, "will you marry me?" The first thing I saw when I looked up was a gorgeous ring in Tim's hand. I said, "of course! yes!!!!!) Then, I couldn't talk for 20 minutes. I was in compete and utter shock. I was not prepared for being proposed to. I even tried not looking at the ring because it was real and on my finger.
To fill my silence, Tim told me all about his day. He hadn't gone to work. He had traveled down to the city with my sister to pick up the ring. I thought that Linda had gone to school that day. I was wrong. They had spent all day in the city. They went to the diamond district to a specific guy that Gail had used for years. Also, while Tim and Linda were together, Linda grilled Tim. She has always told me that she had to interview the man I married, and so she questioned Tim. To this day, I have no idea what was discussed. Neither party will tell me what they talked about.
As Tim was filling me in, our food came. I was in so much shock that I couldn't eat, and for those of you who know me...I can eat. My entire dinner went into a take home carrier. Our waiter didn't know what to do. He said congratulations, but then he never really knew when to approach our booth. It was really funny.
I almost forgot, another reason I was so shocked was that I thought Tim hadn't asked my dad yet. I had been telling my dad to tell me when Tim asked.....and normally my father follows through. He didn't. Apparently, Tim had asked my dad the week before when I was visiting my friend Hayley in the city. Who knew? My family cannot, I repeat, CANNOT keep secrets, and everyone in my family, including my mother (the worst at keeping secretes) knew about the proposal. The only person who didn't know was me!
Anyway, after Tim finished his food, we went around and told the parents. It was a great night. One of the best that I have ever had. The only night that beat this one, was the night I married the man I had been waiting for.
Well folks, that is my proposal for you. If you have read this entire post, I salute you. You are a true friend. And, all of you know that after a proposal, a girl starts wedding planning. My next post will be about planning, and crying, and chocolate, and good friends, and a good man. Prepare yourself to be dazzled.....and then maybe I will discuss my wedding day! Woo hoo!
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