[This past weekend while you were away....]
As the horse & carriage stopped, I glanced up and there written in the sky was: "Tara Tran, will you make me the happiest man on earth and marry me? xoxo" Fireworks exploded as he got down on one knee in his Armani tux with my dream ring presented to me in a shiny cherry wood box. I teared and exclaimed "YES! OF COURSE!" We kissed, we embraced, the carriage driver clapped....and fairies started singing. ---->> this is the story i THOUGHT i would be telling all of you had you asked me at 7 years old.
Reality though was a bit different....in a great way. :)
Think the "proposal" scene b/w Big & Carrie in the first SATC movie. Didn't see it?
Carrie: So really, we're getting married?
Mr. Big: We're getting married. Should we get you a diamond?
Mr. Big: We're getting married. Should we get you a diamond?
Carrie: No. No. Just get me a really big closet.
except I said yes to the diamond. the closet can come later ;) lol and OUR script went like this:
T: "shouldn't we get married or something already?"
G: "....yeah, ok. Go look for a ring and just show me what you want."
I giggled...he smirked.
We high-fived then held hands L OH L
No horse-drawn carriage, no sky words, no fairies. Just him and I on a hot May evening....listening to Drake? I guess when you've been together this long for what is the EPIC romance of your life....the proposal is just a superficial detail.
I am ecstatic to embark on this new phase of life together with him. Handsome, uber smart, great with kids, ambitious, successful, responsible, fashionable, funny, athletic.....and he loves shopping almost as much as i do. Truly a rare breed and the Beckham to my Posh...not to mention the Big to my Carrie.
