We're getting married!

I love to tell this story because it begins with me being mad at Matthew. This particular weekend I had to work a Customer Appreciation Event for my job at a local boutique. Matthew was suppose to come with me but (in his defense) there was his friend's birthday party at LOZ the same day he'd rather attend (even though my event was on his calendar well in advance...it's fine). So I pouted about it all day then went out for drinks with my coworkers after our event to celebrate a successful turnout. The next day, I am horribly hungover and exhausted. My parents were on their way to a Sporting KC soccer game and were passing through SS, so Matt & I went to the good ol' Casey's parking lot to say hi. My parents like to mention my hair and outfit choice that day because I was looking a hot mess. Little did I know in about six hours I was getting proposed to. After seeing my family we came back home and Matt COULD NOT sit still. He had ants in his pants like crazy!! I can't remember my exact words but it was something along the lines of "cool your jets, dude" while I decided to take a (3 hour) nap. When I finally woke up Matthew was rushing me to get ready so we could go get dinner. As I'm sitting on my futon, eating a bag of chips, still looking a mess, Matt walks right up to me and drops to one knee, pulls out the most beautiful ring and asks me to marry him!! I immediately started crying and, of course, said yes!!! It was so private, unplanned and completely perfect.