
B.F.
I have a beach house in Connecticut with a pool. The bottom
of this pool is painted black. I went out late at night, after my girlfriend
was asleep, and in white grease pencil (china marker) I wrote "MARRY
ME?" in 15 foot letters on the black pool bottom, diving repeatedly
to the 10ft. deep bottom. Almost killed me; took an hour and a half. I
then waited till the next night. I had no fear of early discovery: the
black bottom made the pool look like a mirror in the sun. That night, in
the Jacuzzi, I casually suggested that she turn on the pool lights from
the remote, which she did. Her shocked look was followed by me grinning
and showing her the ring I had hidden on my pinky: a 2.50 ct. marquise-cut
canary, flanked by 2 round .75 carat canaries. Um, she said yes.
D.J.
My fiance' (and my dad, unbeknownst to me) dressed up in tuxedos
and boarded a plane to Dallas. I was waiting at the terminal when the plane
arrived. My fiance' gave every passenger on the plane a long-stemmed red
rose. As the passengers came off the plane, they each handed me their rose.
I didn't know what was going on. Then my dad came off the plane and handed
me a red rose, and my fiance' got down on one knee and proposed while I
was holding over a hundred red roses. I said yes and the airport passengers
cheered.
***Cracker Jack #1***
S.C.
I had bought the ring at the store while my soon-to-be fiancee
was still in the store. She was a little suspicious, but when I cancelled
plans to go out to eat (because the ring hadn't yet been resized) she became
incensed and this threw her off my trail completely. But I digress... I
took her out to eat. We had a nice, quite dinner. After eating, I said
to her, "You know, I'm not going to get dessert." "Oh really?"
she replied, unsuspectingly. "Yes, I ate something before I came."
At this point I should mention that my fiancee and I have had a running
joke about how I was going to give her a ring from a Cracker Jack box.
Anyway, "Yes, I had some Cracker Jacks, and you'll never guess what
the prize was. "At this point I got down on my knee and pulled out
the engagement ring from my shirt pocket in a Cracker Jack prize wrapper
and got out, "Will you..." "YES!!!!" she exclaimed
as I finished,"marry me?"
***Cracker Jack #2***
D.B.
My then-girlfriend had once told me that if a relationship isn't
going anywhere in three years, it never will. (I had also heard this termed
elsewhere, "The Thousand-Day Rule".) I took this advice to heart.
Since we had met the day after Valentine's Day, three years later to-the-date,
I took my love for a picnic. We packed our lunch, and on the way, stopped
off at a convenience store. Among other last-minute things, I asked her
to pick up a box of Cracker Jacks. We then went to the South Mountain Park
in Phoenix, and climbed a good part of the mountain. When we got to the
top, we were rewarded with a gorgeous view of the Native American reservations
on the one side, and all of Phoenix on the other. We ate our lunch, finishing
with the popcorn snack that she had bought. She laughed when she opened
it, and joked, "Wouldn't it be funny if there was a ring inside the
box?". I replied to her, "Honey, if there's a ring inside that
box, you can have it." She rolled her eyes with a "gee, thanks"
look, and started to feed me and herself the popcorn. When she got near
the bottom, she took out the standard Cracker Jacks prize envelope, opened
it, and dropped her jaw. I was already on one knee, and asked her to marry
me. "B.. But how did you get that in there!?", she asked me,
stunned. "Will you marry me?", I asked a second time. "How
did you get the ring inside the box!?" .. "Hon, I asked you my
question first. If you answer my question (correctly), I'll answer yours."
Sometimes I wonder if the only reason that she said yes was to find out
how I did the trick.
R.R.
When my girlfriend got home from work one day (we live together),
she found a heart-shaped helium balloon (w/"i love you" on it)
floating in the foyer. Attached to the string, about eye level, was an
"I Love You" card (the kind you send with flowers) with "My
dearest Angela,.." on it. In the living room I had another balloon
floating with another sentence to my love poem on it. Another one was in
the dining room, and another in the kitchen. The kitchen one said "I
never want to be without you. So...." The next balloon, in the bedroom,
said "...will you marry me?" This one was tied to a rose.
Well, she said "YES!" and we will be married on 9-14-96.
There's a lot to do in only six months.
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