It's happening!!!!

In the fall of 2013, we met at the UofA in Recombinant DNA Methods and Techniques, a class we both needed for our Microbiology degree. Xandy remembers Manuel coming in with a longboard, a big smile, and tight red pants. She thought he was cute and later in the semester when their teacher told them to form groups, she immediately asked Manuel to be in hers. After exchanging emails about the project, she slyly sent him her number as that would be "easier to get ahold of her." Little did Manuel know, but she had ulterior motives. After the semester ended, Manuel and Xandy kept texting and luckily had more classes together. Manuel asked Xandy out on a date for Valentine's Day but she was too scared and asked to go the next day instead. They went to Old Chicago (a real Tucson classic) and watched Les Mis for their first date. Any man who sits through a three hour musical on the first date is a keeper. And the rest is history :) Unlike our grades for the class (we both got B's), our love is A+ (sorry... I had to do it :P)

There is one thing I am certain above all else when it comes to Xandy: she loves chocolate. So when I saw I could plan a romantic night with delicious food and even more delicious chocolate dessert at The Melting Pot it was the perfect setting. I called the manager to let them know ahead of time what I had planned, and they accomodated us with a private booth in the corner. After a bottle of wine, a heart-to-heart talk, and the most delicious chocolate you could imagine everything was lining up perfectly. Everything was almost ruined by the manager, though. He came to our booth and said, "I know this was a very special night, and I hope everything went very well for you two." Keep in mind, I have not proposed by this time, and a comment like that could very well give the big surprise away. Luckily for me, Xandy thought we were celebrating her birthday during this dinner. A heart attack later I managed to reply between gritted teeth, "Yes, thank you. Everything has been great." After that I went to my car because I "forgot my phone." Little did she know, though, a diamond ring next to the driver's side was waiting for her. I then asked the manager to take a "picture of us" (but he was really filming). Instead of a camera flash, Xandy found me kneeling next to her with diamond in hand. To say she was surprised would be an understatement; to say that I am a lucky man for her having say yes is an even greater understatement.