My Proposal Story
We went Jimi's parent's house in Duck, NC over July 4th weekend (Jimi's birthday, so no suspicion there). On Saturday July 3rd, we were up pretty early. After lunch, we were hanging out by the pool and I couldn't figure out why no one wanted to go to the beach. Micki said we should go around 3, Preston was saying in a hour or so, we should start getting stuff ready. I wanted to go right then! Finally, we start gathering our stuff and start heading down to the beach. All of Jimi's immediate family was there, along with my best friend Jess and Jimi's aunt Tammy and her son Corey and some friends of his. We are at the beach for maybe an hour, hanging out, playing cornhole and swimming. Jimi asks if I want to go walk down the beach with him. I say yes and invite Jess to come with us. Jess decides to stay with the group. We walk for 5 or so minutes and jump in the water a little further down. Jimi starts telling me to come out of the water. As I am getting out of the water, a bi-plane is going by. Jimi gets down on one knee as the plane with a banner saying "Christy will you marry me <3" on it goes by! I think I said oh my god like 50 times! He dropped the ring, blew the sand off and (ok, so I don't exactly remember what he said, he will have to fill this in) and I said yes. Everyone on the beach was watching and clapping. I was still in shock as we walked back down to where our family was waiting for us. They looked like paparazzi, standing in a large group down by the water snapping pictures of us as we got closer. All the girls were crying and everyone was so excited. Apparently, everyone present had known for a over a week, and kept it a secret! So now I know why no one wanted to go the the beach earlier... It was worth the wait!