After our weekend getaway plans fell through, Taylor and I decided to have a "stay-cation" in Dallas; we booked a room for the weekend at the Hyatt Regency-Reunion Tower. Saturday we woke up, had some breakfast and went to the Perot Museum because neither of us had ever been before and it was relatively close to the hotel. After that we went about our day, having lunch and relaxing. Taylor and told me that we would be having dinner at the top of Reunion Tower because it was a part of our room package, but first we'd go to the observation deck to see the sunset. When we got up to the top we were walking about, looking at the city and Taylor, who hates heights, was acting nervous but I figured it was because of the height of the tower. When we walked around to a part of the tower that was less crowded, Taylor got down on one knee and I, being the emotional person that I am, started crying immediately. And even though I can't really remember what he said entirely, I do know that he asked if he could have the honor of changing my last name (I've always groaned about writing out a hyphenated last name) and marry him! After that, Taylor had planned to have us meet up with some of our dearest friends at a steakhouse and the rest is history!