From Amberly: Who proposed to whom?
That's a fantastic question. Not too long ago we invited our friend Hannah and her boyfriend Andrew over to carve jack-o-lanterns and enjoy homemade pumpkin pie and apple cider. It was an enjoyable evening, and being fairly new in our friendship there was a lot to talk about. At one point we started to discuss how Brian and I got engaged... and funnily enough, the two of us got into a little argument over it. His version didn't match mine!
Here's how I tell it. One day in August 2009 I came home from work to find a dressed-up Brian and a table laid out with a scrumptious meal. It was a random weeknight so I was a little surprised. Then while we were eating, he got down on one knee and pulled out a box with a ring in it and proposed, saying something ridiculously sweet and romantic. I, of course, smiled from ear to ear and said a most emphatic "YES!" Brian says he had wanted to propose on my birthday (the 20th), but as soon as the ring came from online he just couldn't wait any longer! He had to propose ASAP!
A few months later, November 2, we were celebrating our first anniversary in Park City, Utah. We were in the hotel room when Brian asked for his anniversary gift. I got on one knee and returned his proposal with a matching ring. (The site he had used was still in our browser history, so finding the same ring was surprisingly easy.) Unfortunately the ring I had gotten him was way too big and I had to send it back and get him a replacement. I'm not sure how I was so off with the size. I had printed out a paper ring sizer and while he was sleeping I measured his finger. I realize now how creepy that sounds.
So to sum up, Brian proposed to me and then I proposed to him.
But here's where Brian swoops in to correct me. That wasn't when he first proposed, even though that's what I consider to be the "official" proposal. That's the story I usually tell people. But in reality, Brian asked me to marry him much sooner than that. And when I say "much sooner" I mean like Mormon-dating fast. He unofficially asked me to marry him like a week or two into our relationship. Kinda embarrassing, so you can see why I would choose to tell the version where we had been dating for almost a year. I believe we were in his car and he just asked me if I would marry him. And I said yes. He talked about how it would have been cool to take me on a carriage ride in Salt Lake City to propose (which they have around Christmastime), but again, his anxiousness to ask me interfered with grander romantic plans.
So really, Brian and I have wanted to get married pretty much from the get-go. Four years later, we're finally going to make that happen.