Erin And Chris Got Engaged

By christocarroll

I knew I was going to marry Erin, but it was in March of 2011 when I decided to do it over our vacation in Old Orchard Beach.  The plan was to get up early one morning while we were there and head to the beach to catch a beautiful sunrise and propose.  Fireworks will go off and a flock of white doves will fly out from my jacket.  It was a good plan, but it wasn’t going to happen.  Do you have any idea how hard it is to find white doves?

Getting The Ring:

I had a blast going through lose stones with my jeweler and finding the diamond we would set in the ring in June.  We found a design and he put a nice setting together.  Princess cut, platinum band with stones around the ring.  It’s simple and elegant and exactly what I was looking for.  I picked it up August 2nd and I would look at it almost every day.

Asking Her Grandfather:

Erin’s grandmother goes up to New Hampshire every weekend without fail.  WITHOUT FAIL!  I wanted to swing by her grandfather’s to ask his permission.  I’m old fashioned!  To get out of the house on the following Saturday I told her I had to help my dad with a coolant flush on his car.  I work on cars, I hang out with my dad a lot, so it’s a great excuse!  I take the motorcycle down and go straight to her grandparents and pull up in front of the house.  PANIC, their dogs start barking and Barbara’s car is in the driveway….she’s not in NH.  I floor it and drive a block away.

Now I’m stuck.  I don’t have their number and I can’t get a hold of her grandfather!  Onto plan B.  Erin’s grandfather let my dad borrow some golf clubs like a year ago.  Ok, I’m banging on all cylinders now!  I’ll call Erin and ask for her grandparents number so my dad can thank him for borrowing the clubs.  Then I can ask him to head out to the driving range!

I call Erin:  “Hey, it’s me.  I’m out at Autozone picking up a part for my dad.  He’s stuck as the cars on the jack.  Hey, can you give me your grandfathers number?  My dad wants to call him to thank him for the clubs!”

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…. Erin: “okay…”

Boom back in business.  I’m hoping Bob answers the phone then I can get him to maybe come out for a little while without Barbara knowing.

Call Bob:

Bob: “Hello?”

Me: “Hey Bob, it’s Chris”

Bob: “Oh hey Chris, whats going on?”

…..Damnit, he said my name.  Barbara knows I’m on the phone.

Me: “Hey, my dad and I were thinking of going to the driving range this afternoon to test out the clubs you let him borrow (last year).  Would you like to come?  I’ll pick you up!”

Bob: “Sounds Good.”

Click, okay now to race through Medford on my Motorcycle to get to my parents, then borrow the car to pick up Bob.  I finally got home to find my dad working outside.  My grandfather just driving up too.  I finally get a chance to show my grandfather the ring.  So at that point I take my parents car and get back to Erin’s grandparents to pick up Bob.  This is the first time I’ve really just driven with her grandfather or just called him out of the blue to go to the driving range so I thought he suspected something.

During the ride I remember saying “it was great he was coming out with my dad and I  but I had a hidden agenda for today and I think you have an idea why.”

He looked at me and said “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

To which I replied “I wanted to ask your permission to marry Erin.”

It was great to see the smile grow on his face.  I showed him the ring, we hit the driving range, and then we got pizza and beer with Bob, my dad and my grandfather.  It was a great day.

The Proposal:

Like the plan said, I was waiting for our trip to Old Orchard Beach and do it at a sunset on the water, however we would need to do a sunrise for it to work out like I wanted it to in my head.  Erin and I don’t get up early… Then have some band play with the doves flying out and some other stuff like that…..

8/13:

It was a Saturday night.  Erin and I were going out, just the two of us.  We went to Venetian Moon, a really good Martini bar on Reading that MK and Kate introduced us to.  They do a 3 Martini Max per person….Yes that really is all you should have.  We were just talking about life, the future, and the occasional dig about getting married.  The night was perfect, I couldn’t have asked for a better night.  I remember thinking I really am looking forward to spending the rest of my life with her.  I can’t believe that I found someone who knew me so well, who loved me so much.  I knew I wanted to propose that night.  Erin still wanted to go out, but I suggested going home and having a couple of drinks on the deck.  She wasn’t to happy about it but agreed as she figured I was just going to fall asleep when we got home.

We sat on the deck for a couple hours just talking and the topic of us going to Vegas in November came up, and she went a little silent.  I had asked if everything was okay.  Erin said yes, she’s just worried about going to Vegas.

We were going to look at hotels and other venues for when we do get married.  She felt nervous, like it was a bad omen to really start looking at this stuff when we weren’t engaged yet.

I looked at her and said, “Well, what if we were?”

She told me to shut up.

I knelt down.

I wanted the cool location, the story, the perfect sunset.  None of it mattered.  Erin couldn’t have cared less where we were, and neither could I, even if it was under the stars on our porch.  It was one of the best days and decisions of my life.

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