It's Official

Well, Kory officially asked me to marry him last night. All of my friends and family have been joking about it, since I've basically got the wedding planned, but it doesn't feel official until you have the ring.

I was trying to remember when we actually started talking about getting married. I think it was on September 14. We were just finishing dinner with his brother Josh and his wife and we got in the car and started talking. Then Kory said, "Let's face it, this is looking pretty good." And I agreed. And then we started talking about dates. Kory initially suggested August. August!!! Can you believe this man? I suggested April. Well, it only took him a few days to decide that April would be better. In fact, we always joke now, "Who was the idiot who ever suggested August!?"

So, we figured out that Chloe would be baptized on the date that we had initially planned in April, so we started talking about moving it up. So our new date is February 15, as long as we get all the paperwork from Salt Lake for the temple.

So, we picked out the ring a couple of weeks ago. And last week, when we went to the golf course, I was thinking he'd give it to me. But early on that evening he said, "Did you think you were getting the ring tonight?" Then he told me that I wasn't. Well, we all know that waiting is not my strong point.....so he's been kind of stringing me along for a few days.

Anyway, last night we were going to go to the temple. So, I got to his house and he said, "Are you ready to go?" And then he said, "Wait, I want to show you something." And he took me into the living room, sat my in a chair, he sat down at the grand piano and he played me a song he wrote for me, called "More." It's kind of based around this thing he said to me a few weeks ago when he sent me flowers.

It's beautiful and I cried a little. I am not a big cryer. I'm not sure why. But it makes me feel insensitive sometimes. So I was really hoping that Kory saw that I had tears in my eyes.

Anyway, he finished the song, then got down on one knee and proposed. It was perfect. Just very personal and sweet. I guess Phoebe was begging her dad to let her hide and video tape the whole thing. ;)

So, after that we headed to the temple for a session. We made a quick stop at the Visitor's Center, where he had a dozen red roses waiting for me. (By the way, my parents are missionaries at the VC.)

Then we went to a session, came home and ate some cheese on bread. How could the night get any better? On a side note, my family calls melted cheese on bread "cheese on bread." Some people find that really weird. Terry, my brother-in-law likes to call it an "open faced grilled cheese sandwich." That doesn't seem at all efficient. Cheese on bread just says it all. Anyway, it's probably one of my favorite foods and Kory broils them to perfection.

Then he played the song for me again and we just sat on the couch and were happy. There may have been some kissing involved. I went to my parents' house last night to show them the ring. My dad said, "I hope you guys hurry and get married so I can stop worrying about you." I guess dads never stop worrying about their kid's virtue.