Get Your Motor Runnin'
I AM ENGAGED!!! I did it...I popped the question to my beloved. Let the wedding planning and groomsmen gifts shopping begin. You didn't think I could do it, did you? It wasn’t exactly the way I imagined it, but it produced the desired result.
"NASCAR." That's all you need to say in front of my fiancé (I love how that sounds!), in order to get an absolute lecture on the finer points of stock-car racing. This weekend just happened to be the SaveMart 350 at Infineon Raceway. Now, usually, he goes to this race with a few buddies and I stay at home where it’s air-conditioned, and I do some online shopping. But this year he asked me to go with him for company, as his best friend and future best man Joe was in Cabo San Lucas 'taking in the sights' (translation: attempting to hook up with local women – I swear I'll give the guy extra groomsmen gifts myself if he promises to go easy on the strippers when planning Ryan's bachelor party). It was extremely hot today...I sunburned every exposed inch of skin, and I have to say that the race sort of befuddled me. But, it was all worth it, especially as Jeff Gordon rounded the turn into the straightaway and I blurted out, "Umm...Ryan, will you marry me?" trying to be heard over the yells of the fans. This was not part of my plan. I had meant for the denouement to happen when I was dressed to the nines, hair done, makeup perfect. Instead I settled for shorts and a tee-shirt and terrible hat hair from my baseball cap. Ryan picked me up in his arms and kissed me in front of the entire crowd just as Gordon sped across the finish line.
"Is that a yes?" I asked, unsure if he had heard me at all, or was simply happy his favorite driver had won.
"YES! Of course I'll marry you!" he said, laughing at my stupidity.
To Do:
_X_ Ask Ryan to marry me
___ Pick Bridesmaids
___ Select a florist
___ Choose ceremony location
___ Buy dress
___Wedding favors
..... And the list goes on..
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