This is the story of how I thought I might get engaged this weekend and then it really happened.

22 Feb

If this is your first time reading my blog and you don’t know how crazy I am, or if you just want a refresher, click HERE to read all about my desire to get hitched. And now for the story…

The Scottish was very VERY aware of the fact that I wanted to have my family nearby after the proposal. If you’ll remember back to Christmas and the drama of how he “missed” the perfect opportunity, it would make sense that he would seize this past weekend when my Mother and Father were visiting us here in Chicago. I know it sounds sort of weird, why wouldn’t I want to be alone with The Scottish at such a special time? Well, why do I blog about my inner-most thoughts? Why do I like to be in front of people? Why do I share private details of my life with complete strangers? All of these are great questions. The answer is, I love people, and my good news is your good news and vice-versa. I wanted to be able to hug my mom afterwards and luckily I got to do just that!

So all day on Saturday after picking up my parents from Midway Airport, I was going back and forth wondering if this would be the day. It ended up being the day we stood in line for over three hours to see the top of Willis Tower and to walk out over the famous “ledge;” compared to when my sister and SBF (sister’s boyfriend) were here and it took us 15 minutes, it felt like quite the wait! I heard later that the Scottish said to my Dad, “I’d like to marry your daughter,” while we were at the top overlooking the city. My Dad, true to form answered with a fist pump in the air to show his excitement. Later that night, he passed the good news on to my Mom and her next step was to quiz my Scottish to make sure he was marrying me because he wanted to and not because I was forcing him into it like some wedding-Nazi. He confirmed what I already knew and told her this was something he really wanted to do (he bought the ring while I was in NYC a few weeks ago visiting friends). Awww! Then they thought up the terrible brilliant plan of my Dad pretending he wanted to see the top of Trump Tower the next day after church since we hadn’t made plans for the afternoon yet.

So on our way to church the very next morning my Dad suggests this idea (while I’m thinking to myself this is what the Scottish really wants to do) and my Mom agrees to it, solidifying my suspicions. I mean, my Dad NEVER gets to make decisions, and there is no way my mom was going to let him decide our next step, especially after we’d already been to the top of the Willis Tower the day before. This is when I started to get nervous. And not only that, but my mother decides that morning to “practice” with the video camera, another tell-tale sign of what’s to come… and she asks me what I’m going to do that day. I thought briefly about being a smart-ass and saying, “I’m going to get engaged today,” but then decided against that because it wouldn’t have been fair to my wonderful and nervous Scottish.

That afternoon, my Dad and the Scottish go back to the apartment to find that *Gasp* the Trump Tower bar or whatever is closed due to it being off-season. He then finds that most of his ideal spots are closed for that same reason and starts to panick. Eventually, they tell my mom that they will meet us at the John Hanock Building at 3 PM. Of course, it makes no sense for us to wait in more lines to go back to the top of yet another tall building to see yet another view UNLESS it is so the Scottish can propose.

Meanwhile, I’m shopping with my Mother and having to use the bathroom every 30 minutes to umm you know, poop, because I’m soooo nervous. Finally, we meet up with them and take the elevator to the Signature Lounge, essentially the Wine and Cocktail bar, of the John Hanock. We find a table and order drinks. I hold his hand under the table and squeeze it multiple times to let him know I love him. I later hear that the Scottish gives my mom a look of “I can’t do this in front of so many people!!!” She blatantly discreetly takes my camera from me and then heads over to the window to check out the view. I debate going to the bathroom or not before deciding to follow her to the window.

And then…. The Scottish comes up behind me, puts his hand on the small of my back and at that moment I entered what I like to call, the haze, the cloud, the shock… and I have yet to come out of it. He tells me he loves me and that he wants to continue loving me for the rest of his life. He gets down on one knee, opens the ring box, and says, “Will you marry me?”

Then I say weird things like, “Ohmigosh, I can’t believe it, and thank you!” All before saying “YES YES.” We hug and kiss, my Mom starts to get teary-eyed, and we take more pictures. My parents are literally beaming, the Scottish is shaking, and I’m dumb-founded by the fact that I’m not crying. I’m just floating in happiness but I’m not crying the tears of joy I had anticipated.

Then we check the camera only to find my Mom completely missed the entire thing and has literally two seconds of my boobs on video so we make a sort of reenactment right there by the windows and even though it’s not the real thing I’m excited to have that memory on film.

The Scottish explained that had all these words in his head but they went out the door as soon as he opened his mouth to talk. My Dad said that people all over the bar were watching us and while I was slightly disappointed in the lack of clapping, it was unreal to be proposed to in such a public way.

Afterwards we began the phone calls and stared at the stunning beauty of my ring. The picture I posted does it no justice, I am just as bad as my Mother at using a camera so I plan to get professional engagement shots done and at that point there will be some good pictures of my beautiful princess cut diamond in all it’s sparkly glory.

I know that my friends were worried I’d be disappointed if it wasn’t the grand gesture that I had built up in my head, but my engagement story is perfect, even in its non-perfection. My fiance did a FANTASTIC job and just because I knew it was coming does not make it any less special. Life works out the way it’s supposed to and I wasn’t meant to get engaged at the top of Trump Tower. The John Hanock, on the other hand, is the place he took me for dinner the first time we celebrated my birthday together. It’s place I go with my nanny kids all the time, and the Signature Lounge is one of my favorite spots in the whole city to take out-of-town guests. And now, when I take someone up to the 96th floor, I can walk over to the window that I got engaged in front of and relive the moment all over again.

I can’t even begin to describe how good it feels to be engaged. The Scottish and I are more in love than ever and we are both so excited to begin this journey together. I feel at ease and at peace. I am enamored by my ring (and hoping that all the scary nightmares I was having will stop now that I have it). Both of our families are overjoyed and supportive; we couldn’t ask for more. In the one day of planning and talking about a season and a city location my Mom has been absolutely amazing. I know she is going to be the biggest help ever.

I will keep you all posted on when reality sinks in and it hits me that my dream is coming true. And now I just want time to slow down, I want everything to go slowly, and I want to enjoy every second. This was the story of my engagement, thanks for reading.

Quote: “You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.” Dr. Seuss

note: Currently in the market for good wedding blog recommendations, specifically ones that deal with marrying someone who is NOT a US citizen, weddings set in Minnesota, and Scottish wedding traditions. I have not started looking yet, but would love to hear about your favorite wedding blogs!


18 Responses to “This is the story of how I thought I might get engaged this weekend and then it really happened.”

  1. Matt Kuzma February 22, 2012 at 2:21 PM #

    What a great story! Love love love love love

    • Stephanie February 22, 2012 at 5:27 PM #

      thanks Kuzma!

  2. Stephanie February 22, 2012 at 2:30 PM #

    Just stumbled across your blog and had to read the post about your “desire to get hitched” before reading this one. So funny. I was exactly the same way with my fiancรฉ and the night he proposed, I even told him what a perfect night it would be for him to do it, just trying to egg him on. My poor guy! lol Great proposal story!

    • Stephanie February 22, 2012 at 5:26 PM #

      Thank you so much! I’m glad I’m not alone on this, haha. Can’t wait to explore your blog!!

  3. Kelly February 22, 2012 at 3:19 PM #

    AWWW so cute that he asked your dad’s permission and Geno reacted in true Geno fashion! What a wonderful story to tell your future kiddos and the ring is gorgeous! Congrats ๐Ÿ™‚

    • Stephanie February 22, 2012 at 5:28 PM #

      Haha, it was so Geno! Thanks Kelly!

  4. lifeandallthingslove February 22, 2012 at 4:02 PM #

    It always amazes me when our realities turn out better than our fantasies. Congratulations!

    • Stephanie February 22, 2012 at 5:26 PM #

      Right? How true. thank you so much!

  5. Candie Odell February 22, 2012 at 4:46 PM #

    Such a good story!!!!!!

    • Stephanie February 22, 2012 at 5:28 PM #

      thank you Candie!

  6. Trisha Swearingen February 22, 2012 at 5:38 PM #

    I’ve never read your blog before but I’m very glad I decided to read THIS one in particular. Like all the other ladies who read or are reading this, it too made me tear up a bit because 1) it was so romantic and “the Scottish” as you call him (super cute by the way), did an awesome job at keeping it a secret, only to surprise you more and 2) it also reminded me of my proposal from Owen, which was so unexpected that I did cry. Anyway, much Congratulations to you and the Scottish and Happy Planning ๐Ÿ˜‰

    • Stephanie February 22, 2012 at 6:03 PM #

      Thanks Trisha! Glad you decided to start reading! I hope your wedding planning is going well! Thanks again

  7. Liz Dierbeck February 22, 2012 at 6:15 PM #

    Yayayayay! I love and I bet it will have some of the ideas and suggestions you’re looking for. I’d also be happy to give you some of the planning books I’ve used (including the OBB book). Let me know! ๐Ÿ™‚

    • Stephanie February 22, 2012 at 6:39 PM #

      Thanks Liz!! I’d love to see your planning books, that’s be wonderful!!

  8. Susan February 22, 2012 at 10:19 PM #

    My friend Brit is the editor of . It’s a wedding site specifically featuring Midwest and mountain area weddings. It’s moved a bit Denver direction since she moved to Denver, but I love checking it all the time for all the awesome ideas. (She also started in St. Louis, so there is plenty of love for the Midwest.)

    BUT Congrats. Sounds lovely. It’s especially wonderful your family could be there. YAY!

    • Stephanie February 23, 2012 at 6:42 PM #

      Awesome, I’ll have to check it out! Thanks Suz!

  9. Brit @ Landlocked Bride March 4, 2012 at 10:44 PM #

    Thanks for the shout out, Susan. And, Stephanie, I have featured a Midwest wedding in the past with a groom who is not from the U.S. Plus, there are lots of other Midwest weddings (Minnesota included).

    Congrats by the way – and happy planning!

    • Stephanie March 5, 2012 at 6:41 PM #

      Awesome, looking forward to checking it out! Thanks!

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