a true story

Last Saturday began like any other for me. Maybe a little worse. I woke up with an infection in my eye and I felt greasier than usual. We had planned to go to Elk River Falls on Saturday the previous Monday. We hadn't been in almost a year. (We first had gone when we were just friends). None the less I didn't feel really up to it. I had a lot of homework which my job wasn't allowing time for, and right before we left someone called to get me to work. I wanted the extra money, but I looked over at Brett and he seemed more disappointed than usual.
My natural inclination was to skip the trip, take the shift, and do the homework.
But that Brett has the most darndable blue eyes....
So I went. My eyes hurt from whatever it was and I had to shade them or keep them close. It seems like he went back twice to my house to get something to help. Then he stopped at the Dollar Store on the way out and bought me some sun glasses. He picked out some white ones, and then said I looked like an alien. But he must like aliens cause he really wanted to buy me that pair. Then he was patient as I wandered the Dollar Store (who can resist the dollar store?) and then picked out a flower for me from the ginormous wall of fabric flowers. He picked exactly what I was looking at in the corner of my eye. That was nice.

50 minutes later we arrive at Elk River Falls Road to find it heaped with feet of snow. Undrivable, unhikable. Completely blocked off. He seemed pretty sad, but I didn't care much. I liked Moose Creek Reservoir just as much or more, as we had discovered that last October. It was only down the road a bit.
We went there to find the lakes frozen over. A sprinkling of people were ice fishing and it looked like so much fun. We goofed around on the small pond where no one was.
Walking back the entrance where there was an outlet from the reservoir where we stopped. The water that was seeping out was beneath the rocks so it proved easy to walk around and not get your feet wet. We threw rocks, broke blocks of ice, and had a good time.

Now, not to brag, but seriously to inform, I knew if I started dating Brett I would marry him. We were just friends at first, and hung out so I got to find out how awesome he was from an unskewed perpective. I was very freaked out by the thought of marriage a year ago. But I really liked Brett. He made life less serious, easier, and more enjoyable than normal. We both knew pretty much we would get married, it was just a matter of time. So from this comes this joke/phrase/whatever where he says "will you marry me" and I say yes. It usually starts out like, "Hey you got cute face, will you marry me?" and I like this- so I say yes.
He had already said it twice earlier, but only in the same conversation in which we also talked about Vanilla Ice.

(Earlier, while driving we saw a "Watch for Ice" sign. He interpreted that to me as- watch for Vanilla Ice, he is roaming this hills... something like big foot.)

I was looking out onto the snow covered hills and the perfectly green trees when he asked, "Will you marry me." I didn't think to look at him. I said yes, but continued to think about Vanilla Ice. He got closer and started fiddling in his pockets. I started to wonder if he was joking, because I was about to yell "get down on your knees boy!" but I realized he was really grabbing something.

Then BAM! He pulls out this huge blue box and pops it open to reveal the sweetest rock I've ever seen.

Are you really proposing?! Did you buy a ring? I kept asking over and over. Even though it was obvious. He got down ... I kept repeating myself... So he said "just say yes!"
We hugged and then had the best kiss ever.
(Should I leave that
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Friday May 19th 3:40 pm :)