Two years ago today, I said, "Yes!" I told George that I would marry him, and we'd spend the rest of our lives together.
In early August of 2011, George and I went to Europe for two weeks. We had been dating for about two years at this point, so our relationship was definitely serious. I remember people telling me that he was going to propose, but I didn't believe them. He hadn't asked my parents (I'm super snoopy, like Sherlock Holmes), I knew that he hadn't gotten a ring, and he wasn't acting funny. None of the signs were there.
Little did I know that I was wrong about all of these things.
Near the end of our trip (visit here to see more pictures of Greece), we visited Santorini. This is absolutely the most beautiful place I've ever been.
|I took this picture when we first arrived.|
|Best restaurant view ever!|
|I mostly took pictures of all the dogs. There were tons just laying around.|
It wasn't until a few minutes later that I realized he was holding out a ring. I think he even asked me if I wanted to wear it. I had totally forgotten that there was a ring involved! It was perfect! He chose a diamond and had the jeweler put it in a plain setting. Once we got back home, I was able to pick my setting and wedding band.
|I don't have hardly any pictures of my ring, so here is one that I was taking of my nails.|
|George was worried that I was so shocked that I was going to fall over the side of this wall.|