We met while I was a waitress, and I started to tease Shawn as he came into my section of the restaurant. He claimed that because I had embarrassed him in front of his friends with my harassment, I owed him the chance to embarrass me over dinner. And the rest they say, is history. Now we look forward to being wed on our eight year anniversary!
Imagine: a vintage ring through family generations, the perfect motorcycle ride through a summer night, and a month of trying to pick the 'right time.' And then you chicken out, think you got caught the next day through some miscommunication, and end up proposing in your underwear as you try on new pants. Things didn't go exactly as Shawn kept planning, but we wouldn't have had it any other way!