Apparently Matthew has been trying to ask me for a while. The first time, I had Strep Throat and had been at home sick from school. And having Strep Throat just does not make for a romantic engagement story. So thankfully Matt continued to wait to ask me. Engagement Failure #1.
Flash forward a week: it was International Week at my elementary school. On Friday, I had to stay late to serve food at our festival, and Matt had no idea I had to be at work late. He kept asking if we could hang out that night, and I asked if he would bring me Bojangles to my school. When he got there, he looked really cranky and said he wanted to leave. I had other plans: naturally I wanted to introduce him to EVERY person at school so they would all know I had a boyfriend ha.
Well it got to the point where I could leave around 6:00....Matt's secret thoughts were that we would leave and go to uptown, where he would propose. My thoughts were that we could to go to my classroom and rearrange and deep clean my classroom, which we ended up doing. Clearly I would have picked uptown if I had known the choices. So this was Engagement Failure #2.
On Saturday, I got up to spend the day with a friend from work seeing Breaking Dawn. (Clearly, seeing Edward and Bella tie the knot was a good luck charm for me). After the movie, we went to eat and then decided to wander around and shop. Matthew kept texting me nonstop to see where I was, what I was doing, and when we would see each other. I had no idea what his problem was and kept saying, "I just want to shop a little longer I will see you tonight." Poor Matthew.
After I was done, Matthew asked me to go to my parents house because my dad wanted him to bring him deer meat. I thought it was strange that we were going to my house just for that reason, but we went anyways. We were literally there for 20 minutes and Matthew wanted to leave to go eat.
We ended up going to a fast food Japanese place. He barely touched his food. This should have been Clue #1 that something was up. After we ate, he wanted to go to a boat landing near where we were. One that we've been to a couple of times because the sunset is pretty there. This should have been Clue #2 that something was up.
We walked out on the dock and talked about our past together. I was laughing and saying stupid stuff like, "None of the stars are out tonight because they are all in your eyes." Just joking around. Well, Matthew had on cargo shorts and I kept joking around saying, "There are plenty of places for a ring in those pockets." Turns out, there was a ring hidden in one of the pockets!
Out of no where, he got down on one knee and said, "Holly, will you marry me?" I told him to shut up, asked if he was serious, and then told him that he was not serious because he did not have a ring. Then he pulled a small box out of his pocket...and I said, "WHAT'S IN THAT BOX?" Well, he thought it would be funny not to open it until I said yes....I ended up ripping the box out of his hand ha. I thought he was just playing a joke on me. I could not believe he was actually proposing to me.
When I opened the box, this is what I found:
We went back to his truck to call all of our friends and family. While I was on the phone with his sister-in-law, Renn, a cop pulled up to Matt's truck. Like literally almost t-boned him. He asked what we were doing at the boat landing and we were like, "WE JUST GOT ENGAGED!' He did not care. He told us that the place closed 10 minutes ago and that he was giving us 1 minute to leave. Clearly he has suffered some bad divorces.
Only my engagement would get busted up by the cops.
