I decided to write about R and S together. Because I want to start with the letter S.
S is for Surprise!
This weekend, Kevin told me we would be going to Orlando. But he didn't really tell me anything else. We have season passes to Universal, so I assumed it would probably include that. However, I didn't know why we would be staying Friday and Saturday because usually Orlando is a day trip for us.
I packed my bags Thursday and we planned to leave for Orlando Friday as soon as I got off of work. When I came home Friday night, Kevin had completely cleaned and organized our house AND our garage. The house was spotless when I came home.
After the first surprise of the weekend we were on our way to Orlando. We drove down through a pretty bad storm, but during the storm we saw a rainbow stretching across the whole sky, so it was actually a really pretty little omen on our soggy trip. The whole way I was asking questions trying to get him to let any of the secret events out, but he really wouldn't budge.
We pulled into the same resort that we had stayed at a few weeks ago when we went to Epcot with my grandma. The resort is beautiful. And it was a perfect little place, because it had a little kitchen for if we had leftovers or cooked anything, and it had lots of pools and mini golf (however, we still didn't actually end up using those amenities, because we had so much fun outside of the resort!)
Saturday we woke up and ran a few errands. We had time to kill before we had to get ready for our super secret surprise events, so we randomly decided to take a helicopter ride over Orlando. The ride was short, but it was insanely fun. I was grinning like a little kid in a candy store; my smile stretched ear-to-ear.
|A view of Cirque du Soleil from the sky!|
|I'm in a helicopter|
We then got ready for our surprise event #1. Kevin had bought us amazing tickets to see Cirque du Soleil: La Nouba. I have a very big obsession with all things circus and carnival. In NYC I used to experiment with different forms of circus arts--I never became too great at any one in particular, although I would have loved to, but I was able to try aerial silks, trapeze, and tightrope walking. I love vintage circus pictures and circus animals. So this surprise was completely perfect for me.
After the surprise of seeing Cirque du Soleil, Kevin took me to a little cafe. I'll admit, I was being a grumpy-pants, or as I also like to say: hangry (hungry+angry), and I didn't understand why he was making us go somewhere before we went to dinner. He wouldn't tell me where it was, and when he did tell me he told me it was a cafe. I said, "Why should we go to a cafe? It is late, I'm not going to drink coffee at this hour. I'm hungry, I'm not ordering food there, I'll just order it at the restaurant. Can't we just go there instead?" (I told you I was a hangry-pants).
We got to the cafe which was called Stardust (which I had told Kevin earlier was the name of one of my favorite novels, but he hadn't known that when he chose this cafe to take me to). The inside was, well, very cool. I may have felt a bit uncomfortable because everyone in there reeked of awesomeness and I am a little sweet nerd girl that isn't trendy cool, but rather quiet and silly. So I felt a little out of place. However, we ordered drinks and after just sitting there for a bit, Kevin took me to the photo booth there.
Kevin and I have a tradition where we will scope out photo booths around us to take pictures. The first day we decided to admit to one another how much we both liked each other, we had also taken pictures in a photo booth here in Gainesville. After that, when he came to NYC we went to tons of photo booths, at theatres, zoos, museums, and theme parks we always have to hit up a photo booth. So we took a sheet of photo booth pictures which were about as classic as the first ones we took (ie, it was a definite "test strip," where Kevin was standing in the first picture, we didn't know where to look in the second picture, we were confused as to the timing in the third photo, and we were actually smiling normally in the fourth photo.)
We put in more money, and before the camera flashed Kevin and I had a wonderful moment. The photo booth began taking photos *flash* and Kevin asked me to marry him. Then he pulled out a ring and I put it on my finger *flash* I nodded, and may have stumbled a yes. Then we kissed *flash* Then the excitement all hit me and we turned to the camera and smiled, showing off my new ring *flash*. After the photos were done being taken, I had to repeat my "yes" because I wasn't sure if any words actually came out of my mouth, or if I just stumbled through a nod and held back the happiest tears possible. When I asked Kevin later he said I had said yes in the moment as well as nodded, so yay for me doing things correctly in-the-moment and having the hindsight to make sure I was clear. :)
|You'll have to excuse the crazy smile in the last picture, I was way too filled with emotions to make a normal face|
Well, we ended up skipping dinner, because I was flooded with these amazing goofy, happy, joy-filled emotions all night and had to make phone calls and even just process what happened and ask all my questions of how he managed to pull it all off. We had leftovers and snuggled and soaked up the moment and how happy we were, which I do say is better than any number of starred restaurant.
And the surprises didn't end there! The next day we went to a hotel, where we were late for brunch. Again, I may have been hangry (hey, a girl has to eat!) and wasn't sure why we were at the hotel if we missed their brunch, and I really just wanted to get home to see my mom. So we went through the hotel, I found a bathroom, and when I came out I waited for Kevin, who then I saw walking toward me from the entry way again. Following behind him was one of my very best friends who is from NYC, Elvin. Elvin had a huge bouquet and gave me a giant Elvin hug. I am pretty sure I was shaking. I kept asking why he was there and he said to see me, which I couldn't really understand, so I kept asking "but really, why are you here?". It turns out he had wanted to visit and Kevin told him that weekend he was going to propose to me, so Elvin decided that would be the perfect time to come and celebrate and visit. I really couldn't believe they orchestrated that (although Elvin is also the one who helped Kristine, Mike, and Lindsey surprise me when I ran the NYC marathon in 2010.. so I should never put it past him to organize a surprise visit!).
|Elvin and me!|
So R is for... Ring
The ring Kevin got for me is not only completely perfect. I kept telling him and everyone that it is the prettiest ring I've ever seen. Not just prettiest ring that was in a decent budget or that is antique or that is under a few carats or anything like that. It is prettier than any ring I've ever seen. And it is completely my cup of tea: antique, feminine, unique, beautiful.
However, no matter how much I love my ring because of how pretty it is, the thought of what it represents is just completely wonderful. Never have I thought I could be with someone who is so perfect and supportive. I am truly, truly the luckiest girl to have him forever. And I get to marry into one of the most wonderful families I have ever known. The ring and the promise it symbolizes is just perfect.
|My weekend in a nutshell|