On bended knee...

My father loves to tell the story of how he and my mother decided to get married. They were sitting on the beach one day and my mother says, "We are getting married next May" to which my father replied, "OK". They were, in fact, married the following year- May 1967.

Apparently, this apple doesn't fall too far from the tree.

In June JEGs and I were in the car and talking about future plans. I was discussing my ideas for wedding and such when JEGs says to me, "It sounds like you want to get married next June." I turned to him and said "well, yeah. Is that rushing into it?" He shrugged his shoulders and said "when have we rushed into anything?"

Since that day we hadn't really discussed it much more. We had talked about rings and such, but nothing too concrete.

We decided to visit my parents at their shore house for the weekend. On Saturday morning JEGs really wanted to go to the lighthouse. I was totally down with it (Old Barney is my favorite spot on this earth) but I couldn't figure out why he wanted to go first thing in the morning.
We get there before the lighthouse was opened and meandered around the promanade for a bit.


After it opened we were one of the first people in. We huffed and puffed our way up those 217 steps to the top and took in the amazing view. What comes next was a little hazy, so this is the gospel according to JEGs:

J: I love you
L: I love you too
J: Do you think you could love me for a long time?
L: Of course. You know 'what are you doin for the next 50 or 60 years' (yes, I totally quoted Rocky)
J: I have a confession to make. I brought you up here for a specific reason.
(this is where I started hyperventilating)
J: (gets down on one knee) I was wondering if you would marry me
L: Oh.. my... god... are (huff) you (puff) serious?
J: Yeah, I'm pretty serious
L: YES!!!

At this point I grabbed for the ring to put it on myself, but JEGs requested that he get to do it. Heheh. What can I say.. I wanted that BLING!!!

I hugged him. And I looked at the ring. Then I hugged him some more. Then I looked at the ring. And so on and so on. I asked if my parents knew about this, and he informed me, yes and infact they were at the bottom of the lighthouse.

I have never walked down 217 stairs and out the door so fast in my life.
I just about tackled my poor mother.

For about an hour afterwards I was shaking and had to keep sitting down.

We spent the rest of day at the beach and smiling at each other like crazy. Later that night my parents popped some bubbily and took us out to a nice dinner to celebrate.

I know, you wanna see the ring, right. Alright, alright- I've kept you in suspense long enough. Here it is!

He did good, right? It's the perfect ring for the perfect proposal by the perfect man.

Alright now. We've got a wedding to plan. Let's get crackin'.

Always & Forever

ME