As a bit of a background, I bought Matt a record player for Christmas because he's got a bit of a fetish for old Punk Rock and has his own collection of classic vinyl. But there wasn't any place to put it, so it ended up upstairs and not convienent to use. So we've been looking for some piece of furniture to set it on.
Next thing I know, Matt comes back inside saying "Guess what I got?" Yep, an old, vintage record player stand. I admired it for a minute and before going back to what I was doing (opening mail). What should have been my second clue, was when he said "Aren't you going to look inside?" So I'm thinking "Okay, sure, I'll look inside; I guess I should've acted a little more interested." So I look inside the doors where there's slots for records and where the previous owner had left some old records in there. In my defense, I got it in my brain that someone had left stuff inside of it. So when Matt told me there was a drawer on the bottom too and I should check that out, I remained oblivious. There in the drawer was a jewelry box. (Third clue should have been it was a brand new jewelry box, but hey, I'm not too bright.) So this is what I say "Hey! Someone left a jewelry box in here!" And, as I open the jewelry box, "And there's a ring inside too!" Duh! It wasn't until I actually looked at Matt, did it finally start to dawn on me that, HELLO, this isn't just a ordinary ring! And that was when I got a very nervous "Will you marry me?"
My humorous actions continued that evening when I texted my siblings: "Matt and u just got engaged!" (I got some funny replies back from that one.) And I'm looking forward to the many more years with Matt to come filled with humor, laughter, adventure, and love.
