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It started off kind of like any weekend could. We had plans to go downtown, catch a movie on the big IMAX screen at the Science Center and then dinner reservations at an Italian restaurant we had heard was good. LC got up late and suggested we head out early. The weather was nice, sun was out, and we could walk around downtown a bit and enjoy it. We both got ready and drove out to get some lunch. After lunch we walked around a bit, looked at the water, and hit our first snag.
The movie wasn’t showing at the time I had seen advertised earlier in the week. Now what? No problem LC assured me, we’d just bum around the city and take it easy. So we walked around for bit. After a while LC was thirsty and I needed a bathroom so we headed into a drug store and asked if they had a restroom. When I came out, LC was sitting near the door. I told him I was ready to go now, but he said he needed to make a stop too. Unfortunately the restroom was inconveniently located behind a door that had to be unlocked by an employee. It was about to shut so I went to run for it. That’s when it happened. I felt this awful *pop* inside my left leg and froze in my tracks. Luckily someone else came out from behind the door and LC got to use the restroom. When he came out he asked if I was okay and I insisted I was. Just needed to walk it off! No problem! A few steps later, I was almost in tears and LC was convinced I needed to go home.
No! I don’t need to go home! I just need to walk it off! I’ll be fine! LC wasn’t buying it. I limped around the drug store to grab some mascara and something to rub on my oddly injured leg. We paid for that, plus the soda, and headed off. LC was still skeptical, but I was insistent. So out we went. When I stepped off the curb to cross the street, I shrieked. LC looked more skeptical. I managed to hobble across the street before he made me sit down. He ended up going back across the street to get some aspirin while I sat still. When he got back I took the pills, drank a little soda, and insisted we try to walk around again. LC tried to convince me he would pull the car over and pick me up but I totally panicked. No! I want to walk to the car! I’m going to be okay! So fine, I limped up to the car, by which point I was sore and worn out. I was frantic not to go home though so he finally calmed me by agreeing we could drive around for a bit. It was a compromise I accepted.
We ended up driving to a nearby urgent care center. I could barely walk and he knew I’d refuse the emergency room. I tried to resist but he wasn’t having any more of it. In we went. I filled out all the little intake papers like a good girl and we finally got into a room. The nice nurse turned on the television for us and we waited some more. LC turned to me and said, “Pretty funny day, huh?” I glared at him. “I don’t think so.” We waited some more. Then the lights in the facility went out. Seriously. As we sat there in the quiet and the dark I turned to him and couldn’t help but laugh. “Now it’s funny.” I told him.
Eventually the lights came back on. The doctors wrapped my leg and sent me out on crutches. And we had no idea where to go from there. LC drove us back into the city while I continued to insist that sitting still would only make it worse. He drove to a nice neighborhood by the water and parked the car. I tried to figure out whether I had to walk with the crutches, or maybe just one crutch, or maybe none. He told me we didn’t have to do this. I threw both crutches in the back of the truck and decided to limp.
We limped across the street and out to the end of a wharf. Finally we sat down on a bench. We talked for a bit. We watched the water for a bit. And eventually LC turned to me and said he had a question to ask me. And right there he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.
Of course I said yes! And he slipped the most gorgeous ring onto my finger. And that, my dear friends, is how I got engaged.
Afterwards I couldn’t limp much further. He ended up pulling the car around to get me and take me to our dinner reservations for the evening. We had a nice dinner and then came home and put some ice on my leg. And on Monday I’ll call a specialist because I’m still limping.
But once upon a Saturday, just yesterday in fact, LC proposed to me. And I said yes. And now all we need to do is live happily ever after. I can’t wait.
5 Reasons Why I Hesitated to Take My Husbands Last Name
I Am Not the 60 Percent: On Not Letting the Second Divorce Statistic Become Your Statistic
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12 Sweet and Simple Ways to Show Your Spouse Gratitude
7 Reasons You Should Say Yes to a Quickie (aka a short date!) With Your Spouse
10 of the Most Disgusting Things I Do for Love
Were You Disappointed by the Way Your Spouse Proposed?
Sweetest Day Is Coming: 5 Simple Ways to Show Your Spouse You Care
10 Things Every Married Person Should Know About Their Spouse
10 Dating Do's and Don'ts We Can Steal from the Disney Princesses
5 Fun and Frightful Ideas for a Spooky Date Night
Survey Reveals the Most Difficult Year of Marriage
How Love Is Like the Seasons
It started off kind of like any weekend could. We had plans to go downtown, catch a movie on the big IMAX screen at the Science Center and then dinner reservations at an Italian restaurant we had heard was good. LC got up late and suggested we head out early. The weather was nice, sun was out, and we could walk around downtown a bit and enjoy it. We both got ready and drove out to get some lunch. After lunch we walked around a bit, looked at the water, and hit our first snag.
The movie wasn’t showing at the time I had seen advertised earlier in the week. Now what? No problem LC assured me, we’d just bum around the city and take it easy. So we walked around for bit. After a while LC was thirsty and I needed a bathroom so we headed into a drug store and asked if they had a restroom. When I came out, LC was sitting near the door. I told him I was ready to go now, but he said he needed to make a stop too. Unfortunately the restroom was inconveniently located behind a door that had to be unlocked by an employee. It was about to shut so I went to run for it. That’s when it happened. I felt this awful *pop* inside my left leg and froze in my tracks. Luckily someone else came out from behind the door and LC got to use the restroom. When he came out he asked if I was okay and I insisted I was. Just needed to walk it off! No problem! A few steps later, I was almost in tears and LC was convinced I needed to go home.
No! I don’t need to go home! I just need to walk it off! I’ll be fine! LC wasn’t buying it. I limped around the drug store to grab some mascara and something to rub on my oddly injured leg. We paid for that, plus the soda, and headed off. LC was still skeptical, but I was insistent. So out we went. When I stepped off the curb to cross the street, I shrieked. LC looked more skeptical. I managed to hobble across the street before he made me sit down. He ended up going back across the street to get some aspirin while I sat still. When he got back I took the pills, drank a little soda, and insisted we try to walk around again. LC tried to convince me he would pull the car over and pick me up but I totally panicked. No! I want to walk to the car! I’m going to be okay! So fine, I limped up to the car, by which point I was sore and worn out. I was frantic not to go home though so he finally calmed me by agreeing we could drive around for a bit. It was a compromise I accepted.
We ended up driving to a nearby urgent care center. I could barely walk and he knew I’d refuse the emergency room. I tried to resist but he wasn’t having any more of it. In we went. I filled out all the little intake papers like a good girl and we finally got into a room. The nice nurse turned on the television for us and we waited some more. LC turned to me and said, “Pretty funny day, huh?” I glared at him. “I don’t think so.” We waited some more. Then the lights in the facility went out. Seriously. As we sat there in the quiet and the dark I turned to him and couldn’t help but laugh. “Now it’s funny.” I told him.
Eventually the lights came back on. The doctors wrapped my leg and sent me out on crutches. And we had no idea where to go from there. LC drove us back into the city while I continued to insist that sitting still would only make it worse. He drove to a nice neighborhood by the water and parked the car. I tried to figure out whether I had to walk with the crutches, or maybe just one crutch, or maybe none. He told me we didn’t have to do this. I threw both crutches in the back of the truck and decided to limp.
We limped across the street and out to the end of a wharf. Finally we sat down on a bench. We talked for a bit. We watched the water for a bit. And eventually LC turned to me and said he had a question to ask me. And right there he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.
Of course I said yes! And he slipped the most gorgeous ring onto my finger. And that, my dear friends, is how I got engaged.
Afterwards I couldn’t limp much further. He ended up pulling the car around to get me and take me to our dinner reservations for the evening. We had a nice dinner and then came home and put some ice on my leg. And on Monday I’ll call a specialist because I’m still limping.
But once upon a Saturday, just yesterday in fact, LC proposed to me. And I said yes. And now all we need to do is live happily ever after. I can’t wait.
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