Thanks eveyone!
Congrats!!
Are you that tall? Or is she that short?
My youngest son is 6'8"; his girlfriend is *maybe* 5'1". At least ya'll don't look like you're quite THAT far apart in height.
Both, actually! I'm 6'5, she's 5'4ish.. Sounds like your son has me on the height disparity, though!
So.... what line of baloney did you give her when you set all your gear up?
C'mon..... we want the FULL story now!
Ok, ok. So first, I waited until the last full day of our trip to the Dominican Republic. That way she had already dismissed any notion that I was going to propose. She had no idea I had even bought a ring. Since we shared the safe in the room, I had to keep the ring in the last place I knew she would look, in the camera bag.. buried under the 50mm.. I had also been spending the week, planting the seed that I wanted to take her out onto the beach for a sunrise "bikini photo shoot", because the lighting would be the best, and there wouldn't be anyone else on the beach that early. I also went out alone at dawn two days before, so I could "get some shots of the sunrise" as I told her. What I was actually doing was scoping out the location.
So, the morning of, I woke up before dawn, and checked the skies, "yes, it's clear!" I said as I peered through the balcony doors. I ever so gently woke my bride to be, telling her, "hurry, hurry, the light's about to be perfect!" So, I lead my sleeping beauty to the waters edge, still yawning and shuffling her feet. While I was setting up my tripod, she just stared off into the ocean, unaware she was about to be asked the most important question she has heard cross these lips since, "did you remember to take your birth control?"
Now, this is where my past tendencies have all come to together. Every time we go somewhere, she want's a photo of the two of us, but because she knows I don't trust anyone to hold my camera, it's not unusual for me to set up my tripod and use her to get composition, focus, and exposure right before stepping into the frame to snap the photo. So after I employed a moment of distraction to slip the ring into my pocket, I casually strolled into the frame. She only knew something was amiss when she felt the tremors in my body.
Once I was certain the moment was perfect, I held her close, and pulled the box from my pocket and said, "I have a very important question to ask." With the sun rising at our backs, I heard a faint gasp, followed by a stuttered bit of disbelief, "wha.. what?" As her eyes welled with tears, I fell to one knee. I looked up at her, only able to utter her name, "Kate." It was at this point that my mind went completely blank, and I forgot to actually ask the question... But never the less, she got the idea. "Yes!" she exclaimed, with no further delay.
So, that's the story of how I asked her to marry me without actually asking her to marry me..
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