Since it’s Nick’s birthday today (HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!), I thought it would be a great day for me to turn the blog over to him once more to share whatever it is that he’d like to share. Much to my surprise, he chose to share his perspective on our engagement story with all of you! D’awwwww!
To Kim, I’m sure the sound of the alarm clock that morning was a painful reminder that she had to get up well before 6AM to get ready for the day. To me? It was the song of the beginning of the day I was going to seize, for that day, I had a plan. “Today” I said to myself,“Today is the day.” As I cheerfully rolled out of bed, I began my preparations for the day (which is a way cooler way of saying I got dressed, which is all I did). Cautiously, I watched my princess awake from her slumber, slowly stumbling and grumbling her way into the washroom. *Click* and the door is locked. I quickly reach into the drawer of the bedside table beside me and there it is, the specialpackage. I remove the package and deposit it in my backpack. After all, I couldn’t complete my quest without it.
After a little while, we’re both ready and out the door, right on time (which, if you know Kim, is a miracle all on its own!). “Perfect”, I remember thinking to myself, “Everything is going according to plan.” Everyone was in good spirits as we jumped in the Ol’ Santa Fe and headed towards our destination. Although everyone was happy, I figured I was the one in the best mood. Unbeknownst to all of my other travelling companions, I had a secret: today was the day I was going to tell her, more than anything, that I love her. Today was that day that I was going to ask her to marry me.
As we approached the airport, I knew I had to be careful. There was no way I was leaving the ring in my luggage. That beauty was staying with me. My first obstacle was the security bag check. The last thing I wanted Kim to see was the ring box pulled out by a security officer, only to have me stumble over to her after the all clear and mutter “So, uh, wanna marry me?.” Luckily for me, she decided to follow her mother and father to the farthest bag check line. I made a beeline for the farthest one away and, go figure, they didn’t even make me empty the bag out! I reconnected with Kim, her Mom and Dad and we eventually made our way onto the plan. So far so good!
Well, the best laid plans of mice and men often go awry. I soon found my perfectly planned day falling apart. As I played my PSP game waiting for the plane to take off, we soon found out that the flight was being delayed due to ice on the wings. No big deal right?Wrong. This delay, in turn, caused us to miss our connecting flight, leaving us stranded at the airport. Thinking back on it, I can’t even remember how many hours it was. All I know is, it felt a whole lot longer than what it was. Right around noon or so (the time we were supposed to be in Vegas), I kept checking on the ring in my bag, over and over again. I probably drove myself crazy! To this day, I don’t know how Kim or her parents didn’t realize something was up.
As everyone’s mood deteriorated, a contemplated pulling the ring out right in the middle of the airport and proposing. It took a lot of willpower not to do it and I’m glad I held out. After an eternity, some seats on a flight came available. “The Gaudets” the attendant called out as Kim and her parents’ names popped on the screen. Excitedly, the stood up and made their way to the gate. As Kim’s father asked about me, disaster #2 struck: there was no room for me. I offered to stay at the airport myself and have them go on. They all didn’t like that idea, so sadly, her parents stayed behind as we got on the plane. If I had stayed by myself, I thought I could have busted into the room all white knight style and proposed when I got there. That would have been cool, yeah? Anyway! We got on and away we went.
Disaster #3: It was raining… in Vegas. Like, WTF? I couldn’t believe it. What happened to it being nice all the time? My vision of that sunny afternoon proposal was shattered. Something else was shattered not too long after that: Kim’s heart. Let me explain. As we drove to the hotel in the shuttle bus, there was a huge billboard promoting; you got it, wedding rings! “Look at that!” she exclaimed as excitedly as she could and that’s when I said it, “Kim, can we not talk about rings and weddings during the trip, let’s just enjoy what we have right now.” (or something like that). I’m sure some of the women reading this are like “Uh uh, no he didn’t *snap snap*.” I did. The look on her face was equivalent to me taking a shotgun out, putting in right against her chest and blowing her heart out. Like a whipped dog, she shrunk into her seat. I don’t even think we talked the rest of the way to the hotel.
Fast forward to the hotel room (cause a story about waiting in the checkout line would be boooorrrring). At this point, I felt like the ring was going to burn a hole in my backpack. I was just dying to ask her. Despite the travel problems, I was still in a great mood. Kim? Yeah, not so much. She grabbed some clothes and headed for the shower. Once she was in the shower, I pulled the ring out and just stared at it. Alright, I can do this. It was raining, not terribly bad, but it was still raining. Thankfully, the proposal destination was across the street. “Not long now” I thought to myself.
One of the biggest challenges was when Kim got OUT of the shower. I wasn’t bothering to get another shower (yes, I showered the night before, I was still good. A little deodorant and BAM, golden) and was already in my LETS GO OUTSIDE clothes. Kim wasn’t in the greatest of moods at that point so it took A LOT of convincing to get her to want to go outside the hotel. As we got outside, I could see it clearly, The Bellagio fountains, destination engagement ahoy!
You might be thinking that nothing else would go wrong at this point right? Wrong. Kim apparently decided to put on the only set of boots she had with a hole in the bottom of them. So, as we walked towards the Bellagio, her frustration increased with each squishsound her foot made. It didn’t help that, once we got inside, we had to pass a big jewelry store on our right before watching the Bellagio fountains do their water display. Kim wasn’t very receptive to the idea of going outside, under a tree, while it was raining, to watch the fountains; however, I eventually convinced her to do it.
That’s when it happened. As I wrapped my arms around her neck and she hugged my waist, I slid the ring out from jacket sleeve and held it so she could only slightly make it out. Before she could figure out what it was, I unwrapped my arms, took her hand, got down on one knee and asked “Kim, I love you more than anything, will you marry me?.” Under these circumstances, you’d hope for a prompt response. Kim was unable to provide that. She spent a bit collecting her jaw from the ground and cupping her mouth with her hands before saying yes (obviously she said yes, I’m awesome). I slide the ring on her finger (I got it right the first time too! Phew!)and she gave me a great big hug and kiss. For some reason, on our way back to the hotel, she was skipping and dancing, as if something made her forget that her foot was soaked.
Once we got back to the hotel, Kim got changed and we met her parents after they finally arrived. Excitedly she showed them the ring. Her mother was happy, her father…. He thought it was fake or that she won it from a slot machine…..Yup, you guessed it, I didn’t ask for his permission (wewps – let’s not open that debate though! ) and after that long of a flight, no wonder he was confused! The rest of the trip was a blast! Who would have thought that after that, I didn’t even have to step in a single jewelry store the whole time we were there!
I just have to add in here that I don’t think I even NOTICED any jewelry stores after that! Happy Birthday Nick! Ben and I (and Baby #2) love you so so much and we are so very lucky to have you in our lives. Thank you for all you do for us! XOXOXOXO
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