The story of our proposal has been one told many times, but in the event you would like to relive the moment with us, the following has been excerpted from Miki's previous writings:

It all started at dinner, when I found these cute little flyers featuring a "Poetry Scavenger Hunt" that was happening oh-look! How convenient, right now! in Santa Monica. The flyer featured a picture of William Shakespeare, telling us to find him at 7th and Broadway for our first clue. I immediately suggested to Mikey that we participate, falling for it hook, line, and sinker. He responded calmly, with the sage words that we enjoy our dinner first, but I did make him nervous by making the offbeat comment that nobody else had flyers on their table.

Various signs were posted throughout Santa Monica that would lead us to our end destination; however, I had difficulty finding the first two signs. I was pretty convinced that someone had dressed like William Shakespeare and was waiting on the aforementioned street corner; and when there was no such person, I immediately concluded that the security officer for the Big Blue Bus must be our guy. We actually had walked back to our car when Mikey suggested might we not try the scavenger hunt one more time? and he awkwardly had to guide me back to a lamppost that was conveniently located right in front of the restaurant where we had dinner.

We ended up behind Lifeguard Tower #14 where I found the final instructions to the riddle. When I saw that we had to submit our answer to an e-mail address, my thoughts were going, "Oh yea! What do you think we're going to win? A $50 gift card to Target?!" Slightly bemused and annoyed that Mikey wasn't helping me with this final riddle, I ended up the phrase of "Mulmarywil". After descrambling this into 'Wil you mary me', I was still completely unsuspicious. I hadn't comprehended what I had just said, instead thinking, "Why would anyone ask this – Valentine's Day was long past." When I turned to him to voice all these thoughts, that's when he got down on one knee.

My response? Sneaky.......

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