All three of the marriage proposals I’ve received were utterly romantic, in a completely abnormal way.
1st @ 17 years old: BF and I had talked about marriage for months…it was a foregone conclusion, though we were not officially engaged yet. He was upset that I was discussing our future marriage with my best friend, as we were “not engaged”. I told him “Fine. I don’t want to discuss it with you either, then, until you’re on one knee with a ring in your hand.” What I didn’t know was that he had the ring already, and was planning to propose to me that night. He did. We didn’t end up married, though. Thank God.
2nd @ 19 years old: We had the ring on layaway, and “visited” it regularly to make payments, and dream. When there should have been 4 months of payments left on the ring, my BF paid it off in secret, and planned to propose in a romantic way, at the right time. The day he paid off the ring, he picked me up after work to drive me home. Halfway out of an industrial park, he suddenly swerved into the parking lot of a convenience store, jumped out of the car, came around to my side and threw open the door. Before I could say “What the hell…” he was down on one knee in the Dash-In parking lot, ring in hand. Afterwards, he told me he’d been too excited to wait, and couldn’t stop himself. We were married seventeen years.
3rd (and FINAL, DAMMIT!) @ 37 years old:
I was never gonna’ get married again. Very 1st guy I dated after I got seperated felt the same way. We fell in love, against our better judgement. He asked me to marry him anyway, before my divorce was final. I said NO. Asked me 4 more times. I said NO. While talking about something else entirely, he practically shouted “Are you gonna’ marry me when you get divorced?” I said YES. He was happily stunned. I then told him that that was the least romantic proposal ever. He took me onto his lap, put his head on my shoulder and whispered into my neck “Lisa, I love you more than anything in the world. Will you please, please marry me?” We cried. We’ve been happily married for 3 years.
Whew…that was long! Sorry : )