|Look at us! Look what we did!|
We knew we were going to get engaged. And Tom knew that it was going to happen pretty soon. But last week, we realized our house hunt had moved much faster than we anticipated and it was feeling a little out of order to be legally bound to each other via real estate before we were officially bound to each other by love. So, Tom started looking for rings in earnest. But Anna didn’t know, so she was like, “when are we going to look for rings!?” So Tom, abandoning any hope of being surprising, was like “I already started – look at the bookmarks on my web browser!” We looked and didn’t find anything quite right online, so we started ring shopping in person. After a couple of awkward interactions in small tents at the Uptown Art Fair, we checked in a few vintage shops along Lyndale.
We ended up finding the ring (which is a moonstone) at Belle Weather. Tom got it and then said "THIS NEVER HAPPENED" and ran away and put it in his trunk. Anna wasn't sure what was going to happen with the ring or when it was going to happen. That afternoon we spent the day going to Fringe shows. We went home at night and Anna was sitting at her computer when Tom casually said, “Let’s go on a walk”. Anna said, “Isn’t it getting kind of dark?” Then Tom said, much less casually, “Let’s GO ON A WALK!” Anna patted Tom down to check if his pockets were extra bulky...but they weren’t. Still, he was WAY too adamant about this extremely important night-walk for something fishy not to be going on.
As we were walking towards the lake by our house, we were holding hands and Tom’s hand was super clammy (he has sweaty hands even when he’s not proposing) so Anna wiped her hand on the back of his shirt and felt some sort of large package inside the back of his belt, so she knew what was up but Tom was like, "SHHHHH DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT". We walked around the lake as the sun set, having hilariously stilted “casual” conversation to try to pretend like we were just “out on a walk”. We started to grow increasingly creeped out because of a bat that swooped us twice and not very much lighting around the lake. But Tom found a beautiful clearing in the path where we could see the very last of the sun setting behind the Minneapolis skyline, and handed Anna his phone which was playing her favorite song, and he got down on one knee and said sweet things such as how he wanted to bear all of Anna's children.
They could hear people approaching on the pedestrian path which made Anna feel awkward so she got down on one knee too and Tom said some more sweet things and eventually he asked “will you marry me?” Anna said “yes, will you marry me?” Tom said yes too. He then presented the ring we had gotten that morning, but also a backup gigantic plastic flower ring and a ring pop covered in ring box stuffing. He figured he’d propose that night and had made other “placeholder” arrangements in case they didn’t find the right ring. Word to the wise – never put a ring pop in a ring box, it’ll just get gross.
Afterwards, we were sitting in the grass and Anna felt something rub her back, then something rub her side, and it turns out that it was a huge FERAL CAT rubbing up on Anna. She started screaming and Tom shoed it away and then we realized it was really dark and that we might get mugged and that a wild animal just rubbed itself on us, so we got the hell out of there.