We met at a Halloween party in college. Paul was dressed as a lumberjack and I was dressed as Mario. He was very sweet and a little shy. For our first date he took me to a play. I still have the tickets after all these years and stumble across them every time I clean out my purse.

Like all great proposals, I completely ruined Paul's plan: My mother and sister in law came up to spend the weekend and Paul told them to meet us at a designated hiking trail that was one of our favorites. That morning I stubbornly insisted on going to a different trail and Paul had to scramble to contact my mom and tell her the location had changed. He still was able to pull it off and I did not suspect a thing. He told me later that he wanted to propose doing something we both love with the thing we love most (our dogs). It was absolutely perfect and sweet.