SoonToBeAlvarez

I had a feeling that Andy was going to propose on our two year dating anniversary.  We had talked about getting engaged quite often and I knew that he would probably plan it for a special occassion.  He dropped little (well...okay, big) hints, such as throwing away the jewelry catalog I kept playfully on the kitchen counter with my favorite ring styles circled.  When he asked for my parents' phone numbers, I knew he was definitely up to something big.  Although he gave valid excuses to call them, I had a hunch the real purpose was to ask for their approval.  We made dinner reservations at our favorite restaurant, The Summit House, for the big night.  That day I could hardly contain my nerves and excitement.  I had told friends at work about my suspicions, so they definitely helped build up my excitement for the evening.   When I got home, I could tell Andy was extremely nervous.  In fact, he was so on edge that he stumbled right into the front door on our way out of the house.  Dinner seemed fairly normal, although Andy kept laughing nervously about odd things...such as being hungry.  After we finished our meals, we ordered dessert and I excused myself to go to the restroom.  A moment after I returned, the waitress rolled over a serving cart carrying a silver platter.  I assumed it was the dessert we ordered; however, when she set it down and removed the silver cover, there sat a little tiny ring box surrounded with beautiful fresh flowers.  Although I had been suspecting this moment, I was not prepared for the emotions I felt and I immediately had tears running down my cheeks.  Andy took my hand and said, "I don't like the way our relationship is going."  A bit confused, I sobbed, "What?".  He continued by saying, "I don't want you as my girlfriend, I want you as my wife.  Open it."  When I opened the box, I saw the most gorgeous engagement ring and I said "Yes".  Little did I know, Andy had called all of my closest friends, as well as his friends, and told everyone to meet us at a great jazz lounge in downtown Fullerton.  We left the restaurant and headed over to the club.  When we walked inside, all of our friends were there to greet and congratulate us.  We spent the night dancing and celebrating...it couldn't have been any better...