He popped the question. She said yes!

theringbaby.jpg It was the early evening of December 31, 2003 and I was in the process of setting up my home network, when Sean told me he needed to go out to his vehicle, to get a pack of cigarettes, which he had forgotten about.

When he came back, he walked into the bedroom and handed me a large box of roses. Having no idea what they were for, I just sorta looked at him and said "roses? you got me roses?" and he said he thought it would be a nice surprise.... That he usually only got them for me for Valentine's day and my Birthday. So, I open the box and there lay, one dozen long stem yellow roses.

Immediately, Sean tells me that I need to put them in a vase because they had been sitting out back for a couple of hours and he didn't want them to die. I search for a vase. Finally find one. We move into the kitchen to start pulling the roses out of the box. One by one I take them out, pull the plastic end piece off, cut the end with a scissor and place them into the vase. Finally, I get to the last rose and pick it up, and right underneath it was my ring. (he said later that he was dying because he thought the ring was going to be right on top and when I was getting to the last couple of roses, he couldn't see where it was and he thought he lost it!) I turn around and Sean's on one knee....saying something about being together for 6 years and knowing that there is no one else in this world he would want to spend the rest of his life with.

He said: Will you marry me?

And of course, I said: Yes.

Sean took the ring from me, I put down the last rose and he placed the ring on my finger.

{ps. click the yellow rose for a larger photo}