Mexico got the wedding; New Orleans gets the party!

He asked me out and suggested sushi. When I agreed he made me promise to bring my agenda to schedule our first trip together. We met at 7 and 5 hours later (which felt more like 10 minutes) we looked up from our conversations to find we were the last customers and the restaurant was closing around us! Like the gentleman he is, Mike walked me to my car where we had our first kiss. According to Mike "When we kissed, I knew those would be the lips I'd kiss for the rest of my life."

Mike knew I was yearning to go to the beach, so at the beginning of the week he informed me that we were going out of town for the weekend. He would give me NO OTHER INFORMATION until the day before we left when he scheduled me for a mani/pedi and told me to pack a bag for the beach. We get to our destination and decide to enjoy the rest of the afternoon at the beach. You all know Mike doesn't do the ocean so we are sitting in the surf and Mike tells me he is going to get a cookie (I knew he was going to propose at some point during this trip and assumed it was going to be during dinner, so thought nothing of it.) He comes back kneeling behind me while I'm playing in the waves and when I turn to look he is holding the ring and tells me "Baba told me to make an offering at the ocean." I laughed, hugged him and said "YES!"