Well, that's interesting. The title seems to make it appear that I asked my girlfriend to marry me. Must be because I did. Wanna hear the tale? Well, too bad because this a blog and I have to type it out. You will have to be satisfied with reading the tale.
Leslie and I have been dating since March of 2007. For those counting, that is a bit over a year and a half. She means the world to me. When I think of a future with her, it feels so dead on. She challenges me, supports me and loves me, even though there have been many times I have deserved less. Life with her looks way too good. I haven't been this excited in a long time!
So, deciding she would be my love until the day I die, dinner seemed appropriate. I had quite a plan in mind... which means that something went wrong because with plans like that, they just do. For the special evening, I envisioned a scene straight out of Generic Romantic Movie that would make her feel like her prince had just slayed a dragon and scaled a castle tower to save her. I had the ring, the sweaty palms and the gumption. Here was the evening...
It was about 4pm last Saturday. A bit later than I was hoping but other errands had kicked my booty. I knew she was done working at 6pm. More than enough time. For the past few weeks, I had been drooling over crab. I thought that would make a perfect engagement dinner! However, when I saw them at Winco earlier in the week, I chose not to get them. Not only was she with me but crab sitting in the fridge is kind of a dead giveaway. So I was patient. I strolled into the store on Saturday to get these pink beauties.
Note to all future Romeos - If you want fresh seafood, don't wait until the end of the week to buy it. Yes, you guessed it. Sold clean out. I know, right? After a small convulsion of worry I calmed myself down with "No worries! Safeway is right down the road. Surely they will have the crab I seek!" I politely sped to Safeway. Rounded the store and yes, you guessed right again, no crab. Crap. It's okay Erik... Costco is right down the road. I repeated the last few steps. Arrived at the surplus capital of Clark County. Yes, you guessed it, no crab. Okay, okay. Caaaaaaaaaaalm down, Mr. Anderson.
Light shined from above, it seemed. This happened to be the weekend that Costco had their fresh seafood stand out. I glanced around and found perfection after a short search: two lobster tails. HALLELUJAH!!! Thankfully, the gentleman tending the stand was knowledgable about how to cook these golden treasures. Sure! Got a steamer? That was his reply. No. Alright then. I was to cut them down the middle (easier said than done, thank you) and place them on the grill that I did have. Said they wouldn't take long and to check their underbellies where I had cut them. If they were soft, more grillin'. Firm, they are done. Got it.
I was again speeding politely to get back to the apartment in time. 4:50pm. Yipe! Still had to add cleaning to the list. See, this little lady of mine is the kind that can't relax if there is mess about. It adds to the romance, people! Got there, ran up, let dog out of the bathroom/holding room, fed and pottied (puppies first, my friends) and whipped out the tails. I took some scissors to their underneath (calm down, PETA) and added them to the grill. Grill lit with little struggle and I was off.
Fast forward to the blessed event (I realize some of you have jobs to get back to. I appreciate the support). She arrived at the very clean appartment, already suspecting I was planning something. Got comfortable in the candlelit living area with a glass of wine picked out by yours truly. I made her close her eyes and upon opening them, her eyes drank in the beautifully prepared meal including buttered pasta, sauteed green beans and the perfectly cooked lobster tails on a bed of green leaf lettuce and cherry tomatoes. No one had ever made lobster tails for her before. Dipping her first bite in the melted garlic butter I had created, she said it was delicious. After dining, we sat on the couch and I brought the ring box out of my pocket and awkwardly asked the question under the atmosphere of dimmed light driven by candles and soft smooth jazz. Yes.
She would later tell me she was just as excited about the clean apartment as the lobster. I still laugh a little to myself. That's Les. I am looking forward to our days together, with everything I am. Thank you for her, Papa.
Anyone can view this April | November 11th, 2008 Awww... Things have sure changed in the last few years! Congratulations!! I couldn't think of a person more deserving :) |
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 heidi | October 13th, 2008 Congrats!! I'm so excited for you both! Great story too, it's one you'll both cherish for the rest of your days together. |
 Loris L | October 13th, 2008 Wowzer! You really gave it your all! So exciting for you both to be entering this marriage with God at the center. Congratulations!! |
Seth | October 13th, 2008 Crongrats!!!! I'm really excited for you guys!! |
 YVONNE | October 12th, 2008 Hi Erik nice story I enjoyed it very much...congrads on your lives....yes is there any of you left...haha...yvonne |
 Trish Hunter | October 12th, 2008 Wow! that is incredible, romantic, so blessed sweet! are there more like you around? congratulations BIG HUGE GARGANTUOUS CONGRATULATIONS. what a great story. |