the moment was just too perfect…
He calls me at work about quarter to five,
Him: “Are you going to leave on time?” (I get off at 5pm, but I usually leave like at 5:30ish)
Me: “Should be”
Him: “Try to leave on time, it’s important.”
Me: “Okay”
This is the day before our 10-year anniversary (yes, HS sweethearts). We have been trying to plan to go on vacation for our 10-year anniversary but with my work schedule, things didn’t look the greatest. Being the sweetheart that he is, I knew he was going to make our anniversary celebration a special one, even though we were not away on a sunny beach.
I rushed my coat on and frantically pressing the elevator (j/k). I was downstairs looking for his car, no where to be found. Just as I was about to call, he pops up from the corner, umbrella in hand. hmm… what’s going on?!? 
Me: “Where’s the car?”
Him: “It’s where it needs to be.”
Me: “No, stop kidding, where’s the car?”
Him: “Let’s get a taxi.” (He’s sticking his hand out to any taxi that comes by)
Me: “That taxi has someone in it.”
Him: “How do you know?”
Me: “Ummm, the lights are not on.”
Him: “Oh” (Waving his hand at a taxi with his lights on.”
Me: “No, that taxi is off-duty.”
Him: “How do you know?”
Me: “Ummm, the off-duty lights are on. I’ll get a taxi.”
Him: “Okay…” (He drives his car everywhere and if the can’t use his car MTA is the way to go for him.)
We get a taxi and we hop in. He stick a piece of paper to the taxi driver.
Him: “Do you know where this is? Don’t say it out loud, it’s a surprise!”
Taxi Driver: says nothing but nods..
Me: “Where are we going?”
Him: “Don’t worry about it, hee hee!”
Me: 
We are heading downtown via third ave and the taxi driver makes a right on Houston Street.
Him: “How are the rate calculated?”
Me: “Just whatever it says on the meter plus the rush hour surcharge.”
Him: “Oh, okay”
Me: (I see a sign for the Holland Tunnel) “Are we going through the tunnel?!?”
Him: “No, hee hee!” 
The taxi makes a left onto the West Side Highway.
Me: (I see the Hudson River) “Oh no, you got us a dinner cruise? I’m not feeling so well, I really don’t feel like going on a ship for a dinner cruise, I’m going to throw up and going to feel so nauseated.” 
Him: “Hee, hee, no it’s not a dinner cruise”
Me: “Really I don’t feel like going on a dinner cruise”
(for all of you who know Him, a dinner cruise is sooo like him)
The taxi driver makes an u-turn into a driveway.
Me: “Where are we??”
Him: “Just go, hee hee”
Me: (I step out of the taxi, opened by a doorman. I look up and see the Lion symbol of the Ritz-Carlton.)  “Wow, you’ve got to be kidding. This is too much”
Him: continues laughing “Come on let’s go” (leads me in, going towards the elevator)
We are on the elevator:
Me: “No way, this is too expensive”
Him: continues giggling…
I’ve always joked about staying at the Ritz when we go on vacation, so I thought this was his anniversary gift to me. No where did I expect this to be the night that he proposes to me. Yes, I did think it would be nice to be engaged on our 10-Year Anniversary but we are still so young and just started our careers. I mean we talk about getting married but financially, it just didn’t make sense.
We get off on the 9th Floor, he puts the key in and says: “Go in.” I walk in the room , it was filled with rose petals everywhere, candles lit, a perfect view of the Hudson River with the Statue Liberty and the Brooklyn Bridge. (He had lit the candles before coming to meet me at work, he was afraid that it would burn down the room, that’s why he said it was important for me to get off work on time.) At this point, I’m already balling and tearing, the scene was just perfect. He said there was something little for me on the bed. There was a gift bag in the middle of the bed with a photo album in it. I sat at the edge of the bed looking through the photo album, it said, “Happy 10 year Anniversary” on the outside and had pictures of us through out the years from past…, present…, and then on the last page, it said Future with a Polaroid of him holding the opened ring box. At this point, I didn’t realize what was going and didn’t really comprehend the Polaroid picture, I continue staring at the picture, tear-filled, and by this point he had already gotten down on his knees and said “Will you marry me?” He said I gave him the most confused look with tears gushing out (the tears was still from the whole scene, with the Ritz, rose petals, candles and this sweet scrapbook he made). I didn’t realize that he had proposed. He said “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Will you marry me?”.
Me: “Oh my gosh, are you serious?”
Him: “Will you marry me?”
Me: “Of course, Yes, Yes, Yes, I will marry you!!!”   
I still could not believe it… everything was perfect. I was so surprise and soo taken away.
The proposal is perfect.
The ring is perfect.
He is perfect.
wedding planning to start soon… =) | 
