Originally posted by Telehubbie:
My Valentine is my wife, who I proposed to 10 years ago today. Funny story about that, read on if you like sappy, funny stories...
I was literally "hot stuff" as I proposed. I took her for a romantic weekend and rented a hotel room with a private balcony overlooking the ocean. I had pre-arranged everything with the hotel for what I wanted to do. While she was getting ready to go out to dinner in the other room, I set up the patio with candles, roses, champagne, chocolate covered strawberries, etc. I timed it perfect for sunset. So when she's ready I take her out on the patio for some bubbly and stawberries, and we stand together watching the sun set over the Pacific ocean, holding her from behind. What I didn't know was that I was standing right next to one of the long candles, with the arm of my suit right over the flame. Needless to say I caught on fire and wrecked my suit, but I was able to put out the fire on my arm and proposed shortly after under the subtle odor of burnt wool and polyester. I had the videocamera on a tripod and got it all on tape, pretty funny to watch. So that's my happy-sappy Valentines Day story. :-) Oh yeah, she said "yes."
Happy Valentines Day to everybody. |
Wow, awesome! :-O |
