Last year on October 5th, my husband wanted to execute his proposal plan. It turned into the day I’ll never live down. You’re probably asking yourself what I could have done to make this day so remarkable that I’ll never be able to live down my part in it, but I’m here to share. It was a wonderful fall day. It would be nice to have that weather this year, but instead we’re in the middle of a heat wave. I digress. We were up bright and early, because I had signed us up for a 5k that morning. I didn’t know that I had big plans for the evening, but I did know that this 5k was important.
That 5k was the Breast Cancer Awareness 5k in Long Beach. This is a cause that is very near and dear to my heart. My mom had a bilateral mastectomy and my nana had a single. It was for a moment terrifying. They both came out with flying colors. You’d never even know my mom had such a health scare. She could probably outrun the Energizer Bunny is all I’m saying. The 5k started at around 7am. We went to register and meet with the ladies from Alamitos Bay Yarn Company. If you live in the area and are looking for great yarn, these are the ladies to visit. They’re kind and sell great products. My stash is too big to have visited recently, but you should know I love them.
After the walk, I was hungry. This turned into frustration as I knew I really needed a nap. We came home and napped instead. My friends had spent the previous few weeks convincing me over and over again to do Disneyland that afternoon. I’ll have you know that most people usually don’t have to convince me to go to Disneyland, but this time was the exception. I was not in the mood and sort of dreading it from the beginning. Finally my best friend said you want to go to Disneyland trust me. I tried to trust. The early wake up that morning made it more difficult though. We were supposed to get all gussied up, and I just wasn’t in the mood.
Now that I made it to Disneyland, I’m sure you’re thinking that I couldn’t have made it worse. Disneyland is the Happiest Place On Earth, right? Well I’ll admit that my mood was greatly improved especially while watching the awesome parade. I mean Minnie Mouse is always the best! My friends seemed a little off though. We’d never come during Halloween time and not gotten on any rides. I knew we had started late in the afternoon, but it still seemed odd to me. On top of that, one of them said something about how long would it take them to say something, and I got worried. I was worried that something bad was going to happen. I texted the hubs to tell him so. He was probably laughing his butt off, but we won’t even go there.
After the park, we headed to meet him for our planned dinner reservations. When we met him, he had a bag, and he wouldn’t tell me what was in it. This was awful. I spent the entire evening asking what was in the bag and trying to search him. He wouldn’t let me see what was in it, and my friends kept trying to help him cover. I was getting more and more annoyed. Finally, we make it to dinner. Of course at some point I get a nosebleed, and he has to get up to get me a tissue. When he arrives back at the table, I notice he has to grab the bag from beside one of my friends. I start asking him if he didn’t trust me to not look in it while he was gone to get the tissue. He didn’t. I probably wouldn’t have looked in as I was so preoccupied with my nosebleed, but we’ll never know. The dinner reservation was for Storyteller’s Cafe, and it took far less time than expected for the 5 of us to eat. This meant bad news was about to come.
He walked off to find out where we could view the fireworks from inside the hotel. He said there was a balcony upstairs. I said perfect. My friends pretended to leave their phone in the bathroom so that he and I would go up without them. They would find the back way up. This is when the trouble really starts. The balcony is blocked off, but I don’t think anything of that. It isn’t until we walk out and meet a waiter who informs us the balcony is reserved for a private party that I start to lose it. I run back inside the hotel. I won’t come back out. The hubs had to coax me back out onto it, because I was nervous we weren’t the private party the balcony was reserved for that night. Of course we were the private party, but he wasn’t about to let me in on that. The poor waiter was so embarrassed.
The waiter pulled out our chairs and poured glasses of water. I got more and more stressed. When he was out of sight, I started to stress more and more exclaiming that the balcony was reserved and someone was going to come up soon. I was nervous that the guy thought it was us, but it wasn’t. The more nervous I got the more I messed with perfect timing. It was a good ten minutes before the fireworks were set to start, and I was already panicking so finally he just pulled the ring box from the bag and came over to ask me. I missed the first part, but I sure didn’t miss the last. It was a magical evening. My friends rushed over and we celebrated for a few minutes. We called mom of course. How could I not? We watched the fireworks. My friends left. We had dessert.
The moral of this story kids is to remember that not all things you’re dreading are bad. You might just be surprised at what happens if you give it a chance. I certainly got the love of my life forever!
Here’s what I wore that night:
And that’s the story of The Day I’ll Never Live Down.