So this is my ~near~ V-Day announcement! Woo. . .
So yeah, I did get engaged to Sam (again, almost positive anyone who cares to read this knows because my favorite word had been fiancee lately).
I asked her father at a gas station in the middle of nowhere, CO. Why? Because that was one of the first moments I had alone with the man and I wasn't going to miss my opportunity. Obviously he said yes. (Why wouldn't he? I'm awesome)
Here is a photograph taken by him (He is actually a fantastic photographer, got stuff in National Geographic he does!) of Sam and I (with my terrible hat hair).
I had originally wanted to ask her at some location like the one in the picture but I figured she'd want something more private so I waited until about a month after the CO trip.
She knew it was coming and I had been teasing her, telling her I was carrying the ring in my pocket for the perfect moment. We were joking in Wal-Mart one day and I mentioned proposing there and she called my bluff so I went down on one knee, but she knew I was bluffing so she won.
So I buy a kayak and take her up to Lake Pomme de Terre on which her family has land and history and we went kayaking which was somewhat a disaster due to choppy water. We got back from the water and sat down for a picnic and afterwards I got down on one knee and asked her to marry me (without a big speech! I forgot the speech! Fool!).
And she laughed! She thought I was joking again. Of course after assuring her that I was being serious she said yes and thus my engagement started much like our dating, with a fantastic story.
After about six months, we decided (having considered all factors, like the practical adults we pretend to be) to get married on Oct 23 of this year (2015).
