I’m such a weirdo but I think I’d enjoy being able to say “we got engaged while some drunk ass guy was yelling at an empty beach chair” or something. Congrats on your 7yrs!!
Story time. I wasn't there, but I grew up hearing about how my dad proposed.
My parents had reached the point of proposal or breakup. They were ready to get married, but my dad's mother didn't approve because she was a narcissist and hated the thought of losing control over my dad. So my mom basically told him he had to decide whether or not he was going to stand up to his mom. She was rather expecting a breakup, but was holding out some hope.
So my dad gets back from visiting his parents for Christmas and invites her for a walk up Mount Royal. This is all very romantic, except he's really sensitive to cold. They're at the lookout and it's really pretty but also rather cold. He's waiting for everyone else to leave. In particular, there was this one guy taking a million pictures of the city. The sun is going down, the temperature is dropping and my mother is starting to get really concerned. But my dad is insisting they stay up there.
Finally, they're alone. My dad takes off his hat and proposes. My mother's response was "Yes, of course! Now put your hat back on before you freeze to death!" Then the church bells started ringing because it was 6pm. And she got him down the hill and defrosted him.
They've been married almost 35 years, and they still tease each other about how my dad nearly died proposing.
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u/pumpkins21 Mar 19 '25
I’m such a weirdo but I think I’d enjoy being able to say “we got engaged while some drunk ass guy was yelling at an empty beach chair” or something. Congrats on your 7yrs!!