But nothing, nothing, nothing until April the next year. Charles and I have been going to his Dad's place in Destin Florida for vacations quite often in the last 2 years. We sometimes play in volleyball tournaments, play golf, hang out on the beach, learn to windsurf, or watch movies at the house. We normally drive the 5.5 hours with a stop for food and then veg in front of the TV when we get there. But on this particular occasion he decided he wanted to go to the beach.
Lets just hang out back and drink a beer.
So we are sitting in the backyard looking at the golf course and the moon, for a long time, when I finally noticed a small box on the ledge. But as I picked up the small red ring box and opened it, he asked me to marry him. I said yes and then pranced around with the beautiful gold ring with a round Tiffany cut diamond. Then we celebrated and later Karen and Brian showed up and we celebrated some more. Sadly I couldn't wear the ring for a few days cause I was playing sand vball and didn't want to lose it so soon.