It's finally official: Trisha and I are getting married on June 27, 2009 at 11:00am in the Salt Lake Temple!!
The Mountain: snowboarding=fun
The ring came on our second to last run down the mountain
The flowers
For another version of this engagement story, see Trisha's blog. What I'm going to do now is tell you the story from my point of view and fill in some of the blanks...
Back in October I started researching rings. I had some help- I had a private investigator of sorts. Kirsti, Trisha's roommate went ring shopping and relayed all information to me. (Thanks Kirsti). After months of looking at rings and trying to find the right one according to the information that had been relayed to me, I was finally able to pick the perfect ring and buy it. Five weeks ago I bought it. I checked my email every day waiting for the blasted thing to come and apparently it takes a long time to get a custom made ring. It finally came on Tuesday and I have been so excited ever since! I told her that I really wanted to go snowboarding before the resort closed and so we planned a date for saturday night. I called her dad on friday afternoon and asked for his daughters hand in marriage. It was a great conversation, one that I will remember forever. I was really nervous but her dad is such a genuine, loving guy. She comes from a great family and I have so much love and respect for her parents! Her dad gave us his blessing so I ordered flowers that were delivered on friday and things were all set up and in place. I got off work a little bit early on saturday and headed to the craft store to get a ribbon to replace the most ugly ribbon that I have ever seen that they put on my flowers. I got home, put the ring in a small, homemade envelope to protect it from the snow, and headed to the mountain with Trisha. It was such a fun night. We both really love snowboarding and had a good time cuttin down the mountain. I was starting to get a little nervous and kept trying to find a good moment to pop the question. I knew that I wanted it to be one of our last times down, toward the end of the night, but I didn't really want to do it while tons of people were around. I got the perfect opportunity when we found ourselves all alone on the slope and Trisha took a crash to the rear. I went to the side of the slope and sat down beside her and told her how much I loved her. I then tried very hard to throw my snowboard around so that I could be facing her. I helped her up so that she was standing in front of me. I took off my gloves and started to dig through my pocket for my homemade envelope. I got it out as I told her that there was something that I had been dying to ask her. (This is where it gets slightly funny). I couldn't get the ring out of my envelope. I was shaking it and digging for it and it wouldn't come out. I'm sure she thought that I was slightly crazy there on the mountain. Finally as I kneeled before her, I presented her with the ring and asked her to marry me. She said yes! And so the story begins with the woman that I love!
