How did you propose to your spouse (or how were you proposed to)?

I've always been a bit interested in the ways people use to propose.. my sister's husband flew to Europe to propose to her.. all the while my sister thought that my other sister was the one coming over. So, how did you propose to your significant other (be it a current or ex) or how were you proposed to?

lost

Well, damn.. ok.. call the preacher.

I am glad I taught my daughter different.

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We dated for 2 years in college, then broke up our junior year, didn't see each other as seniors (large college). I had been working for a year in KC, she was teaching in Dodge City, and I had a letter from her asking how things were, yadda yadda. I went out to Dodge to see her and it was the worst 2 days imaginable. It was clear it was a mistake, she didn't really want to see me, I didn't feel welcome. I went back to KC told my friends that no need to waste time with her again.

Jump forward 1 year. She sees my mom in our home town and asks how I am. My mom calls me. I call her. We talk. I'm in grad school but arrange to get away for a weekend. Drive to Dodge on a Friday and I'm waiting for her when she gets home. We go inside, chit chat, (remember, we haven't 'dated' for about 4 years at this point. Have not communicated in over a year. After twenty minutes, for reasons that are more instinctual than rational, I say "Either we are going to get married this summer or I'm driving back to KC and we never see each other again. This is silly, either we love each other or we don't."


We've now been married 31 years.

Well....

We were out going somewhere, and I said..."Are you ever going to propose?" We were essentially engaged by then, BTW...

And he said..."Oh, I dunno...One of these days...(pause) You aren't going to turn me down, are you?"

And I said..."Oh, probably not..."

And that was it!

I think if you had known my grandmother, you too would have been best of friends. You remind me quite a bit of her, if you don't mind me saying. My grandfather and she were almost expelled from college (or at least the story has been exaggerated that far :P) for holding hands and hugging on campus. My grandfather has told me he knew the day he met her that he was going to marry her, but was waiting until he had the money. So the day before college graduation, she gave him an ultimatum-- "If I do not have a ring on my finger by the end of the summer, then do not bother ever proposing." Needless to say, he already had the ring, and proposed the next week.

I grew up in a family of strong, independent women and I am so lucky to have found a woman that is not afraid to lead the way, or tell me when I'm being a freakin idiot.

went to a little coffee shop for breakfast and on the way there, he bought me a single red rose
and then while we were ordering breakfast, he popped the question just as the waitress came to
our table. I blushed!! After breakfast, we went looking at rings in an antique jewelry shop! When
we got back to my house, we showed my parents the ring and my Dad got visibly pissed off and my
Mom started crying. But it was a great day for us! Didn't mean to upset my parents though.

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The 2nd guy that asked me, took me for a moonlit walk on the beach and asked me to marry him.

It was very romantic. ;)

with his brother and his new bride, and we had a great time: made homemade pizza, watched movies at home, went antiquing, just hung out...it was really fun. And on the way home, he looked over at me and said, "I think it's about time we did that." "Did what?" I asked. "Get married." "Seriously????" "Sure!" "O.K!"
So that was the proposal. This was in September. We were going to announce it at Christmas to the families. Picked out the ring (estate piece from antique store; on layaway; we were really broke) and we really wanted to have the ring when we announced the engagement. So the last day the store was open before we went home for the holidays, we had the knock-down, drag-out fight of the CENTURY, and I thought it was all over. He had a band gig that night, and was storming around the house packing up his gear, and I was basically trying to hide and just couldn't wait for him to get the hell out of the house (don't remember for a moment what the hell we were fighting about now *lol*) and finally he says, "I gotta go somewhere" and he left the house. He came back with a little bag from the antique store, and there was my ring box with my ring inside, and he dropped the bag on the kitchen table and said, "Well, there it is. Wear it in good health. I gotta go. See you later." And he left for his gig.
So after he left, I looked in the box to make sure it was the right one, and it still fit, and whatnot, then I put it back in the box and put the box back into the bag and left it right where he'd dropped it.
When he came home at about 3:00 am the next morning, he woke me up with the ring in his hand, and said,
"Can I try that again?"

We celebrate 23 years on the 25th of this month :-)

;)

Well, not really a fight, but my dad was being a dick. My dad took my mom to eat at their favorite place, but was acting really strange and very aloof. My mom has told me she was scared to death that he was going to dump her. They drove back to campus, and he walked her to her dorm without saying a word. my mom said goodnight and turned to walk in, when my dad told her to wait a moment. She turned back around and he was on a knee. The result, as they say, is history. I sometimes wonder if there weren't other motives for the proposal, seeing as they had only been dating for 4 months...

...well do it since our house was in both names, we both had insurance policies on each other, and we worked out of the same bank account. I guess we really didn't need to, considering the above, but we just thought: what the hell!