So how was your proposal...

aileth

I put it in the other thread, but might as well put it here.

Took me out to a Michelin restaurant. Now, he normally hates the pomp and pomposity of such things, so I knew something was up. He was really quiet and awkward through the whole meal, and I was waiting till we left to ask him why he'd spend so much money on something he doesn't enjoy.

He opened the car door for me, let me in, got down on one knee, proposed.

Apparently he had asked my dad for his blessing a month before and my entire family had been weird with me since he asked. I thought I had just done something to p*ss them off!

Kynthia

Mine was anticlimactic and he didn't even say any loving words. However he'd bought a ring charm to propose with so that we could chose the actual ring together. Knowing for sure that he loved me enough to marry me and make that commitment was the most important thing and that's what made me really happy.

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I'm sure my wife knew about my proposal in the morning, when I probably started acting a bit weird. Maybe I should have done some fake 'why don't we go away for the weekend' trips beforehand.

So we went to a nice hotel, had a nice lunch, went for a walk. I wanted to propose to her whilst she was sat next to the river on a park bench. Annoyingly, they were all full.. and we kept walking and couldn't find anywhere. So, went back to the hotel, stood on the balcony and I did the 'down on one knee' thing.

It probably wasn't the best proposal ever, but it didn't really matter as we were both just excited about getting married.

LEJC

ringo_24601 wrote: »

It probably wasn't the best proposal ever, but it didn't really matter as we were both just excited about getting married.

But I think thats my whole point for starting the thread....who cares that the details were not exact or that you couldnt sit on a particular bench...certainly not your now wife!!!!

If I am totally honest my man faced a huge challenge with his proposal to me....I am the daughter of a jeweller and as such by the time I met my man knew pretty much everything there is to know about the business,and also dare I say have had a hand in many "secret proposals" of a similar nature to the poster who made the original thread about what redress she should expect because her sons perfect proposal had been "ruined".
There probably wasnt a stone I didnt have or a setting I wasnt famililar with...jewellery and engagement rings were something I dealt with on a daily basis, and couples searching for their perfect "moment"so I guess he had to think of a way to add the surprise element...hence dropping it casually into a conversation that was not followed up for a few days.

I really do maintain I "missed" my proposal or at least didnt twig the signifance of the conversation...but it really was perfect for me!

missprice

Ah well if we are all sharing the moment and just how wrong it went, I have a corker.
This was in ermm 18?? No 1989 so pre internet.
We lived in a shared house in Birmingham.
We drove to town (cos you could park in town back then)
Did some shopping, he went off for a half hour or so, then when he came back he was in a tizz.
So much of a tizz he drove into a low wall in the car park and knocked the numberplate off the front of the car. That sorted (tied back on with string or something ) we head off back home, where a very excited housemate said 'ooh look at my gorgeous flowers'
He had to tell her they were not her bouquet but mine.:rotfl:
Then because of all the rush involved and the car needing work and stuff he had to propose right there in the hallway, instead of at dinner time as he had planned.

I did marry him, but divorced him years later.

aileth

I don't think things have to go 100% well or be 100% perfect to be memorable, in fact I think the opposite.

It's a little off topic, but one of the most fun times me and OH ever had while dating was going to this completely sh*tbox of a hotel in the middle of nowhere in Wales. It was advertised as four star glitz and glam, and it was really fawlty towers. The TV was almost like a bakerlight tv with a coathanger aerial and the room smelt of mothballs. We put towels on the bedsheets to avoid lying directly on them.

The restaurant looked like God's waiting room and the menu was incredibly funny, so we ended up walking down to the local Spar, buying some sandwiches and a bottle of wine, returning to the hotel, whereupon we realised the wine we bought had a corkscrew. We asked the hotel, but they didn't have corkscrews as they only served screw top wine.

So OH got creative and punctured a whole through the corkscrew with a coathanger and we had some glasses of Spar wine with bits of cork in it and £1 ham sandwiches.

I remember that more than any other hotel we've ever stayed in. It was completely sh*tty but incredibly hilarious, and I think that probably goes for a lot of engagements, say for example if your OH got down to propose in the street and a bus went past through a puddle and drenched him, to me that'd be hilarious and much funnier than if he hadn't been (or maybe I'm just cruel)

Abbymoo

In short; 2 years ago this NYE. Booked a hotel/dinner. 'Candlelit' restaurant was so dark we had to hold the menu right next to the candle and managed to set fire to it. Awful food. Promised classical Orchestra turned out to be a boombox in the middle of the floor belting out R&B. Hotel totally empty apart from a scary barman who resembled Quasimodo in a pillowcase. Food poisoning from aforementioned awful food set in after 2 hours. Returned to room where he lay on the bed watching TV as I was puking my guts up in the bathroom. Emerged (looking an attractive shade of green and smelling strongly of Jif) for 3 minutes, just long enough to watch Big Ben chiming. Accepted somewhat half-hearted proposal (he didn't even get off the bed let alone on one knee. Ring cost 3 quid off a Chinese eBay seller and didn't fit (wasn't even a token ring, that was it). Returned (at a run, to avoid vomiting on the carpet) to puking until dawn whilst he snored his head off in the next room.

Getting hitched next year. Probably.

Mills and Boon, Mills and bloody Boon.

smartpicture

We went to Paris and unbeknownst to me he planned to propose on top of the Eiffel Tower. When we got up there, it was full of screaming Spanish schoolchildren so he couldn't do it. That made him so grumpy that we ended up having a blazing row about how he was spoiling our holiday by being so miserable

He eventually did the deed in the restaurant the next night, when I got the full explanation and felt like a right cow

daisiegg

Ahh, I have told mine on the wedding boards too but still love it

It was Valentine's 2012. He had arranged for us to go away 'somewhere local' for 'one night'. He kept really really playing it down, warning me not to get my hopes up, we had just bought an expensive house and were trying to save money etc.

We were meant to be going on the Sunday (Sunday nights cheap in hotels!) and on Sunday morning he said he had an early Valentine's present for me. I opened it and it was a beautiful scarf and wooly hat. Cue me looking a bit bemused! At which he said.... "You are going to need it, because we're going to Prague!"

Turned out we weren't going that day after all and instead that day he took me out for the day shopping for new boots and winter clothes, a lovely lunch, etc. We then flew the next day (he had taken a few days off work).

Valentine's day dawns and he had barely slept a wink the night before. I thought he was stressing over work and was grumpy that he was letting work ruin our holiday. We were wandering around Prague in -15 snowy weather, and he was desperate to find the castle. We couldn't find it for ages and I was getting all annoyed, not knowing why it was so important.

Anyway - eventually we found the castle, looked round, had coffee in the little coffee shop etc. Afterwards, outside in the castle courtyard, in beautiful snow with an amazing view over Prague, he turned to me and said "[my full name] I have something to ask you". My heart had immediately flown, pounding, to my mouth, but I was so wary of getting my hopes up; I thought he was just going to say something silly. So I responded, in what was apparently the most grumpy tone ever, "What?!"

At which point he asked me to marry him I burst into tears and kept repeating "Do you mean it? Do you really mean it?" and forgot to even say yes!

He didn't have a ring as he knew I would want to choose my own, but we immediately went to one of the many cute jewellery shops in Prague and bought a cheap silver and garnet ring (which I no longer have, it got stolen last summer )

He had booked a gorgeous meal in the best restaurant in Prague that evening, which was lovely. Even more lovely was that we discussed and pretty much set a date immediately - I am so glad he proposed once he was actually ready to get married rather than proposing just to buy time then making me wait to set a date. And now we have been married 6 months

He will never let me forget that my response to his attempt at proposing was a grumpy "WHAT?!" and that I was all moody and annoyed with him for spending so long trying to find the castle. But that doesn't matter...what matters is that we DID get engaged. I honestly would not have cared if he turned to me one day while doing the washing up and asked if I fancied it.

I have a friend who has been with her partner for years and years and I fear that she has built up her expectations of the proposal so much (and let him know it, too) that he will never live up to it and may be too scared to try. It can't be in a place they have been before, it can't be somewhere lots of people get engaged (Paris, etc), it can't be on a birthday or Christmas or Valentine's day or an anniversary, the list goes on.... I feel sorry for her poor partner!

Bazey

My ex proposed to me after 3 months of being together, outside Mcdonalds in Kings Cross after a Goldie Looking Chain gig. I asked her if she was mental (which I later found out she was), said yes and we celebrated with a happy meal.

Didn't get round to the marriage bit and we split last year.