will u marry me?

[TitianaPeaks]

I love these posts

Me too!!!!! I could tear up

 

[impressive]

Me too!!!!! I could tear up

... or something.

 

[Vermilion]

When the Fiance proposed he had overplanned. He was nervous as hell, I knew it was coming and (August in Rome) we were both dying of heat and exhaustion from sightseeing all day.

However... the moment he put the ring on my finger and I knew that we were really engaged the whole world lit up.

Now, every time I take my ring off (to do housework or something) and he finds it lying on the kitchen counter or my dressing table he brings it to me and goes down on one knee again. I think that's the most romantic thing, despite all the effort he went to buying the ring and planning a trip to Rome, it's the fact that he repeatedly proposes, that he's still prepared to make that commitment and effort, even though I already said yes.

I woke up this morning to him holding me and stroking my face and hair while he told me how much he loves me. I have never had a relationship like this before, where things just seem to keep getting better and better.

Sorry if all that makes you nauseous, but it's genuine and if I didn't write it better it's because I got woekn up at 6.30 this morning

x
V

 

[NoJo]

Mine was a marriage of convenience, I proposed to her in a public urinal.

 

[ishtat]

I went out with my lady for 2 years we then broke up but lived a long way apart fo 5 years, however, we stayed in touch mail, phone etc and our underlying friendship never faded.

One day she called and asked me to visit for the weekend. I thought, why not and made the 500 mile trip. On the Sunday we drove down to Canterbury UK and on a sunny summers day walked around and had a picnic in the grounds of the Cathedral.
The atmosphere was brilliant it was as though we had never been apart. Suddenly I just said it . No planning. It just came out without any real thought. I had just proposed to a woman I hadn't seen for 5 years. S

She nodded, mumbled yes and more than 25 years later that is still by far the smatest thing I ever did.

But, few weeks after the proposal I asked her what made her ask me to visit that weekend. She became very confused and tearful and said "I've been meaning to tell you but I just couldn't" Any way she eventually got it out that on the Tusday prior to our proposal her boyfriend in London had proposed to her. She put him off for a week and when he told her that he had to go away for the weekend she rang me.

I have asked her many times "what if I had'nt been able to make that week end" - I usually get an enigmatic smile and an answer that - I wonder. She really is a seriously smart lady.

 

[damppanties]

My latest.

L: I have good news.
Me: What?
L: I'm getting married.
Me: To?
C (who was with us at the time): You.
Me: When? Do I need to be there?
L: Somewhere in the future
Me: Do I need to give my consent? I'll need a dress!
L: I'm easy, you can get married in t-shirt and jeans for all I care
Me: I you
L: Do you?
Me: *nods*
I'm the least bothered person about clothes and stuff too
L: Okay, then it's settled

Then I got the ring.

L: So, will you be my wife? *gives ring*
C: Oooh pretty
Me: I thought you didnt need my consent?
L: Ruby is your birthstone, btw
Me: Yes it is
L: I just thought you might want a proposal to brag about with your friends
Me: Oh, thank you. Don't you go down on your knee or anything? Don't I even get a romantic dinner out of a proposal?
L: I'll take you to dinner on top of a mountain, where we get a nice view of lake Huron
Me: Man. I'm demanding!
L: I'll have musicians playing on the background. On the night that there's supposed to be shooting stars
Me: sigh. Ok ok. I melt
L: And when the last shooting star made its appearance
Ash says: And it's a yes, always and forever
L: The music will stop
Me: Who could resist all that
L: I'll look straight in your eyes, take your hand in mine I tell you and made a wish...I asked the stars to whisper in your ears the answer, while I ask you to be with me for the rest of our lives
Me: You're such a romantic, L Who knew

 

[Recidiva]

My real life marriage proposals have been sort of frank and forward.

"So, if we can still stand each other around Christmas, would you like to get married?"
"Sure."

"I hate to say it, but living in sin is costing us. And "Domestic Partnership" benefits are costing four times more. I think we financially need to get married."
"But I like living in sin."
"Me too."
"Oh well."
"Courthouse?"
"Yup."

Online is another story, you can be more elaborate, and the guy and I who wanted to remain living in sin chose manacles instead of rings. Current husband. I think we've been married online for so many years in a roleplay scenario...real life didn't matter much? Weird.

 

[SimpleGifts]

My marriage began with the planning phase. The proposal itself was just ... skipped. It was assumed, I guess. Given that the decision was a pragmatic one (on my part, anyway), that's probably for the best.

That sort of happened with me. We were living together...my now-wife kept asking me when we would get married. I didn't feel that there was any rush but it was a HUGE issue for her. She had convinced me to move in with her, but with the explicit intent that it was only to find out if we were compatible enough to be married. She felt that we were and so she eventually insisted that we get married or else break up.

So, after that argument, I capitulated and we started planning the wedding. Since we were young and poor, we went out together to find a ring that we could afford. Once we bought it, we took it home...the next morning I brought it to her along with breakfast in bed on a tray, and got down on my knee and gave her a formal proposal.

Her response was, "I don't understand why you're bothering with this. We're going to get married so it's a waste of time to propose to me."

And they say that MEN aren't romantic... (Although, I must add that she has never forgiven me for not asking her to marry her before she asked me.)

SG

 

[Ness73]

My hubby had been acting weird all weekend. We were supposed to go to dinner on the Saturday night, but at the last minute caught up with friends. The next day was the usual lazy Sunday, until we were standing in front of the sink doing the dishes. He just turned to me and asked if I would do him the honour of being his wife. I hesitated at first - to stir him a bit and then said yes before he could withdraw the invitation!! He had gone to my father the week before to ask for his blessing and had been trying to find an appropriate time since then. I joke around today about the proposal, but like he says, it's definitely different to anyone else's story! What is more romantic than doing the dishes together?

 

[lesbiaphrodite]

A woman asked me to marry her a while back. We were at a beach resort on the coast of northern cali. I told her I just couldn't get married. I'm just not that kind of girl.

 

[carsonshepherd]

*ahem* My first "will you marry me" story has a bad ending so I'll share this little conversation.

Me: I dreamed last night that we got married. *goes into detail about the silly dream, mostly about what I wore*
Him: Hmm. Do you think we need to get married?
Me: Need to? No. It's sort of a "want to" thing. Besides, not for awhile, anyway. But if we do get married, I'm going to wear... *describes what each of us will wear and then changes subject*

Are we romantic or what?

 

[impressive]

What is more romantic than doing the dishes together?

Indeed.

 

[BanditIRA]

I have to give the back story I guess to give a good account of it all.

Well my live in girlfriend and I had been together since I was about 19 and she was almost 17. We had met in a night club on goth/industrial night (yes she had a good fake ID), she had orignaly dated my best friend and I hers, but a couple of months later we were both nicely single and on the prowl. We had seen each other at the club a few times, each time saying hello(actually we hated each because of our friends descriptions of what hell they had been through with them) but the week right before Valentines day she was very drunk when I got there and offered me a drink on her... The nice guy that I am was like screw the drink I need smokes, so I talked her into walking with me over to the Walgreens to get a pack. From that point she got deeper and deeper into intoxication, eventually telling me how funny I was(I hadn't been funny one bit I thought). Fast forward of basically being a booty call for each other, she moves to Boston. I end up driving on no sleep from Ohio to there to rescue her form an abusive guy she moved in with(story in its own self). Move in together not even two weeks later, she would sporadically go stay with her parents what she though was for the night, but call me begging for me to come get her because she couldn't sleep without me next to her.

Two years later we went ring shopping on a very limited budget (read very limited) and looked around at all the rings in the jewelry store. I noticed the one she kept going back to, but it was way too expensive for her idea of what I should spend. So she settles on some piece of crap and I mean a real pile of crap ring, and I say okie dokie. We get her sized up and buy it, get out return date to pick it up from sizing. While we are in the mall we split off at Sears, and I race back to the Jewelry store and cancel the ring. I walk directly to the one I know she wants, and say I want that one right there, lady at the counter just laughs at it all and rings me up telling me when to get it.

Not even two days later we have a huge blow out fight, it was a no punch pulling one. I to this day have absolutely no clue what in the world caused it, but it was a real bad one. She grabs her stuff, moves into her parents. Two weeks go by and yes I picked up the ring. She had told me to just cancel the ring and not waste my money. Finally her father got a hold of me and told me she was absolutely miserable away from me, I know I sure was too. I go over to her house and beg for her to come back, trying to take all the blame for the fight, she wont have any of it and we end up a crying kissing slobery mess. Two months later I pop the question. I had literally been carrying the ring in my pocket the whole time just waiting for the right moment.

We're in bed on a saturday morning, I just woke up and she was still sleeping. I reach over very and I mean very gently place the ring on her finger (with just a very small amount of peanut butter on it yes peanut butter, you'll see why) and then get all sleep looking. I move(quite by accident I tell ya) onto my side bumping the dog on her kinda roughly...Ok I admit it I pushed the dog her head. Poor Shih-tzu that he is sleeps like the dead and snores even worse. She pushes him down to her belly and he starts a sniffing, smells that yummy peanut butter and goes nuts barking and licking her trying to get that yummy goodness. She wakes looks down at her hand to see what the hell the little brat is going on about and sees the ring. HOLY COW. I have never heard a scream like that. I get pummeled with fists all over me and then kisses that you wouldn't believe. Then a loud screech of "YES!" When she finally realizes that this is NOT the ring we had chosen she couldn't believe it, especially on how I got the one she really wanted. She thought I didn't see her pining away after that one but I did!