Asked my wife, using a taco bell hot sauce packet!and a Brownie to cover the packet
Yes, he did...my first thought was "Why the hell do I need hot sauce for my brownie!" Then I looked at the packet again, read it, and it said "Will you marry me". Then I got it
OP, remember all those quirky things that happen on special occasions - they are great stories just for you and her to share.
"I was born, and I know that I'll die...the in-between is mine."
Been to this many PJ shows: Reading 2006 London 2007 Manchester & London 2009 Dublin, Belfast, London, Nijmegen & Berlin 2010 Manchester 1 & Manchester 2 2012...
... and I still think Drive-By Truckers are better.
Congratz. Now for the headache known as wedding planning. If you can get through planning a wedding and still like, let alone love, each other, then you will do fine.
Am I the only one waiting for the details? Yoohoo, we're hanging here!
The Brownie/taco sauce story was too cute as was the closet story. That was too funny. I think we need more details on those, too.
There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
Am I the only one waiting for the details? Yoohoo, we're hanging here!
The Brownie/taco sauce story was too cute as was the closet story. That was too funny. I think we need more details on those, too.
Ok , So I'm standing line at Subway on a half hour lunch. The person in front has just begun to order three different subs.One employee waqs helping her and another walks up and says"I don't even know why they called me in today." I'm thinking "Maybe it's so you can make my sub you F'n bitch." So I keep my mouth shut and walk out.now the question is Wendy's or Taco B(h)ell. The bell is closer so I go there.
Backing up a bit. Two weeks before , I had made the decision to ask her.For those two weeks I'm racking my brain about what to say, how to say it and where to say it.
Back to the bell, I get my food with sauce and go back to work.Sitting in my car , reach in the bag. You know how their sauce has those little sayings? Well the first one I pull out says "Will you marry me?"I sat back kinda dumbfounded, looked skyward and said... um ... Ok
I think something or someone was trying to tell how this is done.
So, At my work we sell these gourmet muffins, cookies, brownies..etc.
She absolutely loves the brownies.So as is my habit I buy a box of brownies and coffee cakes or something.We are both in AA, and at that nights meeting I "reserved" a seat for her.
I flattened out the hot sauce , placed the brownie on top
She walks in, sees the brownie and is all giddy that I got those.Picks it up, sees the hot sauce and gets a puzzled look on her face.Thinking "what do I need hot sauce for? Looks at me like WTF? It was then that she saw what was written on the packet.And three and a half months later she let me be her husband.
Not today Sir, Probably not tomorrow.............................................. bayfront arena st. pete '94
you're finally here and I'm a mess................................................... nationwide arena columbus '10
memories like fingerprints are slowly raising.................................... first niagara center buffalo '13
another man ..... moved by sleight of hand...................................... joe louis arena detroit '14
Ok , So I'm standing line at Subway on a half hour lunch. The person in front has just begun to order three different subs.One employee waqs helping her and another walks up and says"I don't even know why they called me in today." I'm thinking "Maybe it's so you can make my sub you F'n bitch." So I keep my mouth shut and walk out.now the question is Wendy's or Taco B(h)ell. The bell is closer so I go there.
Backing up a bit. Two weeks before , I had made the decision to ask her.For those two weeks I'm racking my brain about what to say, how to say it and where to say it.
Back to the bell, I get my food with sauce and go back to work.Sitting in my car , reach in the bag. You know how their sauce has those little sayings? Well the first one I pull out says "Will you marry me?"I sat back kinda dumbfounded, looked skyward and said... um ... Ok
I think something or someone was trying to tell how this is done.
So, At my work we sell these gourmet muffins, cookies, brownies..etc.
She absolutely loves the brownies.So as is my habit I buy a box of brownies and coffee cakes or something.We are both in AA, and at that nights meeting I "reserved" a seat for her.
I flattened out the hot sauce , placed the brownie on top
She walks in, sees the brownie and is all giddy that I got those.Picks it up, sees the hot sauce and gets a puzzled look on her face.Thinking "what do I need hot sauce for? Looks at me like WTF? It was then that she saw what was written on the packet.And three and a half months later she let me be her husband.
This concludes the hot sauce/brownie story.
Wow i'm out of breath.
Awesome Story, thanks for sharing
AA~i have a great connection with that.
The best use of Life is Love.
The best expression of Love is Time.
The best time to Love is Now.
Ok , So I'm standing line at Subway on a half hour lunch. The person in front has just begun to order three different subs.One employee waqs helping her and another walks up and says"I don't even know why they called me in today." I'm thinking "Maybe it's so you can make my sub you F'n bitch." So I keep my mouth shut and walk out.now the question is Wendy's or Taco B(h)ell. The bell is closer so I go there.
Backing up a bit. Two weeks before , I had made the decision to ask her.For those two weeks I'm racking my brain about what to say, how to say it and where to say it.
Back to the bell, I get my food with sauce and go back to work.Sitting in my car , reach in the bag. You know how their sauce has those little sayings? Well the first one I pull out says "Will you marry me?"I sat back kinda dumbfounded, looked skyward and said... um ... Ok
I think something or someone was trying to tell how this is done.
So, At my work we sell these gourmet muffins, cookies, brownies..etc.
She absolutely loves the brownies.So as is my habit I buy a box of brownies and coffee cakes or something.We are both in AA, and at that nights meeting I "reserved" a seat for her.
I flattened out the hot sauce , placed the brownie on top
She walks in, sees the brownie and is all giddy that I got those.Picks it up, sees the hot sauce and gets a puzzled look on her face.Thinking "what do I need hot sauce for? Looks at me like WTF? It was then that she saw what was written on the packet.And three and a half months later she let me be her husband.
This concludes the hot sauce/brownie story.
Wow i'm out of breath.
Ohhhhhh, that is beautiful! Pretty amazing that you just happened to get that message on the taco sauce when you had already made the decision to ask her.
There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
My story is not quite as funny or random as others.
I wanted to take her someplace romantic, so I chose the Griffith Park Observatory in Los Angeles. I had gone there often when I was in high school, and had been promising to take my girlfriend since we first met. However, it was closed for renovation for about 4 years, so we never got around to it.
I kind of wanted it all to be a surprise, so I told her I would take her to the observatory for her birthday (it was on Monday). She couldn't say no, seeing as how I had been talking it up for so long.
My plan was to take her down a side-path outside of the observatory where you can sit out among nature, see the lit-up Hollywood sign, and gaze down upon the city lights -- all under a beautiful blanket of California stars.
I remember this path when I was in high school, because it was a great place to take a girl and make out with her. Not many people knew about it, so it was usually very private.
Things didn't quite work as I planned though...
We got to the observatory and it was PACKED. I mean PACKED. We had to park down a hill and literally walk a half-mile just to get to the entrance.
Unfortunately, the night was overcast (the one night of the week that happened!), and so there weren't many stars to be seen.
I walked toward the path that I wanted to take her down, and realized that during the renovations a gate had been built around it, so it was now impossible to reach. D'oh!
So I took her to the roof of the observatory and hoped to do it there, but it was CROWDED with people, and so I just couldn't pull the trigger.
Eventually we decided to leave because (a) she doesn't like crowds; and (b) the lack of stars in the sky sort of ruined the mood.
As we're walking away, of course my mind is racing. I had everything all prepared to ask that night, and now I was going to have to start from scratch.
Then, in a rush of desperation, I decide that it's now or never. I spot a bench off to the side of the road -- probably the only one on the half-mile trek. I pretend that my legs are hurting and that I need to sit down (not a complete lie, my legs have been killing me since I started training for the LA Marathon).
She comes over and sits next to me and asks me if I'm okay. I tell her my legs aren't really hurting...that I just want to ask her a question. And that's where it happens.
So I ended up asking her on a beat-up, graffiti'd bench next to a trash can. I guess that is kind of funny.
Everything has chains...Absolutely nothing's changed. - PJ
“The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.” - Albert Camus
My story is not quite as funny or random as others.
I wanted to take her someplace romantic, so I chose the Griffith Park Observatory in Los Angeles. I had gone there often when I was in high school, and had been promising to take my girlfriend since we first met. However, it was closed for renovation for about 4 years, so we never got around to it.
I kind of wanted it all to be a surprise, so I told her I would take her to the observatory for her birthday (it was on Monday). She couldn't say no, seeing as how I had been talking it up for so long.
My plan was to take her down a side-path outside of the observatory where you can sit out among nature, see the lit-up Hollywood sign, and gaze down upon the city lights -- all under a beautiful blanket of California stars.
I remember this path when I was in high school, because it was a great place to take a girl and make out with her. Not many people knew about it, so it was usually very private.
Things didn't quite work as I planned though...
We got to the observatory and it was PACKED. I mean PACKED. We had to park down a hill and literally walk a half-mile just to get to the entrance.
Unfortunately, the night was overcast (the one night of the week that happened!), and so there weren't many stars to be seen.
I walked toward the path that I wanted to take her down, and realized that during the renovations a gate had been built around it, so it was now impossible to reach. D'oh!
So I took her to the roof of the observatory and hoped to do it there, but it was CROWDED with people, and so I just couldn't pull the trigger.
Eventually we decided to leave because (a) she doesn't like crowds; and (b) the lack of stars in the sky sort of ruined the mood.
As we're walking away, of course my mind is racing. I had everything all prepared to ask that night, and now I was going to have to start from scratch.
Then, in a rush of desperation, I decide that it's now or never. I spot a bench off to the side of the road -- probably the only one on the half-mile trek. I pretend that my legs are hurting and that I need to sit down (not a complete lie, my legs have been killing me since I started training for the LA Marathon).
She comes over and sits next to me and asks me if I'm okay. I tell her my legs aren't really hurting...that I just want to ask her a question. And that's where it happens.
So I ended up asking her on a beat-up, graffiti'd bench next to a trash can. I guess that is kind of funny.
Ahhhhh, that's wonderful!
There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
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OP, remember all those quirky things that happen on special occasions - they are great stories just for you and her to share.
“The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.” - Albert Camus
And, like you, I pride myself on spelling and grammar... (despite the fact that I begin sentences with the word 'and').
did she say yes? i am too baked to read through everything.
... and I still think Drive-By Truckers are better.
The best expression of Love is Time.
The best time to Love is Now.
I'm never as good as when you're there.........
awesome!!!
HUGE congratulations!
Let's just breathe...
I am myself like you somehow
The Brownie/taco sauce story was too cute
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
Backing up a bit. Two weeks before , I had made the decision to ask her.For those two weeks I'm racking my brain about what to say, how to say it and where to say it.
Back to the bell, I get my food with sauce and go back to work.Sitting in my car , reach in the bag. You know how their sauce has those little sayings? Well the first one I pull out says "Will you marry me?"I sat back kinda dumbfounded, looked skyward and said... um ... Ok
I think something or someone was trying to tell how this is done.
So, At my work we sell these gourmet muffins, cookies, brownies..etc.
She absolutely loves the brownies.So as is my habit I buy a box of brownies and coffee cakes or something.We are both in AA, and at that nights meeting I "reserved" a seat for her.
I flattened out the hot sauce , placed the brownie on top
She walks in, sees the brownie and is all giddy that I got those.Picks it up, sees the hot sauce and gets a puzzled look on her face.Thinking "what do I need hot sauce for? Looks at me like WTF? It was then that she saw what was written on the packet.And three and a half months later she let me be her husband.
This concludes the hot sauce/brownie story.
Wow i'm out of breath.
Not today Sir, Probably not tomorrow.............................................. bayfront arena st. pete '94
you're finally here and I'm a mess................................................... nationwide arena columbus '10
memories like fingerprints are slowly raising.................................... first niagara center buffalo '13
another man ..... moved by sleight of hand...................................... joe louis arena detroit '14
Awesome Story, thanks for sharing
AA~i have a great connection with that.
The best expression of Love is Time.
The best time to Love is Now.
I'm never as good as when you're there.........
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
My story is not quite as funny or random as others.
I wanted to take her someplace romantic, so I chose the Griffith Park Observatory in Los Angeles. I had gone there often when I was in high school, and had been promising to take my girlfriend since we first met. However, it was closed for renovation for about 4 years, so we never got around to it.
I kind of wanted it all to be a surprise, so I told her I would take her to the observatory for her birthday (it was on Monday). She couldn't say no, seeing as how I had been talking it up for so long.
My plan was to take her down a side-path outside of the observatory where you can sit out among nature, see the lit-up Hollywood sign, and gaze down upon the city lights -- all under a beautiful blanket of California stars.
I remember this path when I was in high school, because it was a great place to take a girl and make out with her.
Things didn't quite work as I planned though...
We got to the observatory and it was PACKED. I mean PACKED. We had to park down a hill and literally walk a half-mile just to get to the entrance.
Unfortunately, the night was overcast (the one night of the week that happened!), and so there weren't many stars to be seen.
I walked toward the path that I wanted to take her down, and realized that during the renovations a gate had been built around it, so it was now impossible to reach. D'oh!
So I took her to the roof of the observatory and hoped to do it there, but it was CROWDED with people, and so I just couldn't pull the trigger.
Eventually we decided to leave because (a) she doesn't like crowds; and (b) the lack of stars in the sky sort of ruined the mood.
As we're walking away, of course my mind is racing. I had everything all prepared to ask that night, and now I was going to have to start from scratch.
Then, in a rush of desperation, I decide that it's now or never. I spot a bench off to the side of the road -- probably the only one on the half-mile trek. I pretend that my legs are hurting and that I need to sit down (not a complete lie, my legs have been killing me since I started training for the LA Marathon).
She comes over and sits next to me and asks me if I'm okay. I tell her my legs aren't really hurting...that I just want to ask her a question. And that's where it happens.
So I ended up asking her on a beat-up, graffiti'd bench next to a trash can. I guess that is kind of funny.
“The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.” - Albert Camus
The best expression of Love is Time.
The best time to Love is Now.
I'm never as good as when you're there.........
exactly!
it's when the plans go off path - pun intended
congrats again!
Let's just breathe...
I am myself like you somehow
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird