It was a matter of swiping left or right.

An early Sunday morning, Justin woke me up and said we had to go somewhere. He just finished work and came home to get me out of bed. I threw a fit, saying it was too early, I looked awful, how could I go anywhere? Not much later we are driving towards the sunrise, me still grumpy, and Justin panicking that we won't arrive in time to the "surprise". Well I figured out it was a hot air balloon ride, and that made me so much happier. It was always something on my bucket list. Up we go into the sky, bright sun, and in a hot air balloon that had an explosion of colors all over it. Then, the man controlling the balloon starts telling Justin to "get ready", and that he'll take his phone. I see Justin going behind me, but still look out at the view, completely oblivious. A couple taps from Justin and I turn around, to see him kneeling on one knee, holding a green box... ...and my first thought is, "he can't be proposing because rings come in black boxes not green", but to my continued surprise he opens the box to a beautiful and ring and asks me to marry him. It wasn't the most romantic speech, I could tell he forget everything he planned to say that was romantic, and just said what came to his mouth. The silly boy asked twice, HA, but I didn't need twice to say yes to being with him for the rest of my life!