Has it only been three days since my last post? It feels like way longer. Oh well.
Regardless of how long it's been, I'm sure you've been waiting anxiously to hear the story of how I proposed last Saturday. Dria has already shared her version of the story, but it's always fun to hear a story, especially one like this, from both sides. Besides, my side of the story is much longer, as you will see.
It was the morning of Wednesday, September 8th. I called the custom ring design place that was going to make her ring to see if the wax model were available to see later that day. (I know it might take away from some of the fun of getting engaged, but Dria and I had pretty much already agreed that we both wanted to marry each other, so we looked at ring designs together.) They didn't answer, so I looked online to see if there was another phone number I could call. It turned out that they just weren't open yet, but while I was searching, I came across a most alarming list of bad reviews for the place. This made me more than slightly nervous. I immediately looked into other possible custom ring design places and texted Dria frantically to ask her opinion.
It felt like about a week before we found a ring design shop that satisfied us. It was actually that very night, but the stress made time go so slowly I could have sworn it was longer. First we tried Goldsmith, which was much nicer than Custom Ring Design, but quite pricey! Finally, at about 9:00 at night, we found a friendly and enthusiastic reception by Steve at Sierra West Jewelers, who helped us figure out a way to get the design we wanted for half the price of Goldsmith and ten times the professionalism of Custom Ring Design, and we decided to go with it.
Knowing that it would take a few weeks for the custom ring to be designed and made, I hoped that I would be able to surprise Dria by getting a temporary ring and proposing to her that very weekend. We had been planning a hike up the Y and beyond for quite a while, so I decided to use that as the setup for my proposal. I began my preparations by staying up late that night putting together a collage of pictures representing significant memories from our time together, including a picture from our first hike up the Y and a drawing she made for me when we were at my parents' house one day. Our first date had been a trip to Brick Oven and the subsequent viewing of the new Star Trek and Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog (highly recommended—check it out right now!), so I put the collage inside of a Brick Oven pizza box and put Star Trek inside the box with the pictures. (I didn't put Dr. Horrible in because we were already planning on watching it on the way up and I didn't have access to the outer case; Dria just had the DVD itself, which wouldn't work out very well...) Furthermore, our first kiss was right after watching one of my favorite movies, Up, together, so I put that in the pizza box, as well.
I know, I'm just SO sentimental. :)
When I was finally so exhausted that I couldn't lift a pair of scissors anymore, I fell into bed, happier than I'd ever felt before and excited beyond words. I was a zombie the whole next day. But I was a happy zombie.
I have to admit, it's really hard to get top secret proposal missions done when you're with your girlfriend all the time! But somehow, I managed to procure a blanket, Harriet the Spy (which we had read together over the summer), and, of course, the temporary ring (Fine Jewelry from Walmart, even!) without her knowledge. It involved quite a bit less sleep than normal, but the excitement for Saturday kept me going. Or maybe it was adrenaline. I'm not very clear on the biological functions of these types of things.
So Saturday FINALLY came, and I was ready. In the morning, I gave Dria a Mad Lib to fill out, which I would have her read later that day. I had one of my best friends go ahead of us with the blanket, the book, and the pizza box, and Dria and I left later with my laptop, Dr. Horrible, and some awesome adventure food (bread and cheese—just like in EVERY book that talks about people going on an adventure). Reynold, my '93 Honda Accord, barely made it up the hills getting to the Y parking lot. Little did I know, this was a foreshadowing of things to come...
After the first switchback, Dria started feeling a little dizzy. She stopped several times to get her heart rate down and feel better. I became concerned, to say the least, considering the implications of my preparations being at the top of the trail with no way of getting down unless Dria and I collected them ourselves. With this knowledge in mind, I offered to carry Dria part of the way up the mountain. Given, Dria is not very big, but hiking up a trail so steep is hard when you're only carrying yourself! We made it to the Y somehow, where we watched Dr. Horrible and ate our adventure lunch and some Toblerone. Good stuff. Mmmmmm... dark chocolate, too...
Anyways! We finished lunch and the movie, and proceeded forth up the winding trail to the spot where my blanket setup would be... set... up... I wasn't sure how far we actually had to go before we got to the blanket, so when Dria started expressing a not insignificant amount of soreness in her legs, I once again became worried. Fortunately, it was only about five more minutes before we finally arrived at the spot.
We lay down on the blanket. I turned on some of our favorite and most sentimental songs. She looked inside the pizza box. I filled in the Mad Lib she had filled out earlier. She read it. As she got to the end, she read, "...then Jordan said, 'I have a question...'". And I asked it. She said yes (of course), and, as the last note of Our Song played, I placed the ring on her finger.
It was magical.
So, now we're engaged. And I couldn't be happier. At least, not until December 18th. :)