My two friends invited me out downtown for my buddy Puffy's birthday and a mutual friend introduced me to Staci. We drank a lot and talked just about as much too until bar time. Not thinking I was probably not going to see her again I was lucky enough (incredibly shy) that Staci gave me her number. I texted her the later in the week and we've been together ever since. After a year and a half together I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my days with her. Luckily Staci had taken the day off the day I proposed to her. I took her hiking of all things to a rock formation on a bluff side overlooking the Mississippi. We sat there for a bit until Staci said, "I can't sit too long or my ass will form an imprint from the rock." So the cheesy person I am, I said, "Why don't we put one on your finger?" Not thinking about it right away she said, "Yeah, maybe we should", until I got on one knee with the ring box open . Then she immediately looked at me saying oh my god as I proposed and she said yes!

A friend of mine asked me to go with her to the birthday of a friend from school. I saw Scotty from the back and asked her, "Tell me about that one." She told me, "I've never seen him be mean to anyone ever." I saw he was wearing a Yamaha hat and seduced him with dirtbike talk. I caught a ride home with him and his friends and forced my number on him. I don't remember this but apparently his buddies made him wait a week to call me. We started spending some time together and I tried my best to scare him off, but he stuck around for whatever reason.

He forgets to mention that a day or so before he proposed, I had pinched a nerve in my neck and so was on a combination of narcotics and muscle relaxers and couldn't work. He asked me to go HIKING, of all things, after I had to call into work. I didn't want to go and felt like I shouldn't since I called in, but I knew the place was important to him and had an inkling that he was planning to ask me to marry him there sometime in the future. I thought I had better suck it up and go with him so he could get me used to going out there and surprise me faster. Looking back after the fact, there were a TON of hints that I could have picked up on, but because I was in a medically induced haze they all went straight over my head and I honestly had no clue until he actually pulled out a ring. That's why when he mentioned putting the "rock imprint" on my finger I just figured he was talking about how we should probably get married soon, which we both had talked about already, and he was just teasing me about it. I like to think he knew I was hard to surprise and just decided to take advantage of my drugged state :)