August 6, 2013

Late post...but it deserves to be blogged about!

On August 6th, Taylor and I hiked up to Stewart Falls.

On this day, two years ago, Taylor got down on one knee and asked me to be his for eternity.

That cute boy had me fooled the entire time.

Here's the story:

One of our friends, Jordan Mckee, asked Taylor and I if we wanted to go on a double date and hike up Stewart Falls.

(sneaky Taylor had Jordan ask us so that it looked like it was Jordan's idea)

We agreed to go the following weekend.

Here's the super-mormon part of this story:

Taylor and I knew we wanted to get married, we had picked out the ring (story on that to come as well!), and had already set the wedding date! Before the proposal!

We had to book the temple, and so we figured we might as well jump on it.

I also booked our photographer--I knew I wanted this particular photographer and wanted to book her early.  And our engagement shoot with her was scheduled for the following week.  

One particular day leading up to this, Taylor looked really upset.

When I asked him what was wrong, he explained to me that the jeweler ran into a problem with the ring and they didn't think it would be done until the following Thursday (our engagement shoot was on Wednesday).  It was clear how miserable he felt--he was sure I would be extremely disappointed.

I told him not to worry about it--in fact, I told him we would go buy a fake ring at Claire's and we would just not worry about "close-up hand shots." 

It really didn't seem like a big deal.

But Taylor "called" the jeweler every day to get an update.

Little did I know that this whole "jeweler ran into a problem" story was completely false.

That cute boy just wanted to run me completely off course.

And he did.

Since I knew the proposal was coming eventually, I was on high alert for everything.

The thought did cross my mind: maybe he's making this whole ring thing up?

But he was such a good little actor!

Hiking day arrived.

I had a stressful morning and suggested that we rain check the hike.

(whooooops!)

Taylor casually said, "Sure. Want me to call Jordan?"

That officially made me UN-suspicious about the whole day

(I really wasn't that suspicious to begin with, but since I knew it was coming, I read into everything).

I told him not to worry about it--I would go home and change and be ready to go.

So off we went!

Jordan had just recently bought a new camera and told us he wanted to try it out.

So he took pictures the whole time we climbed up.

And he often asked us to take pictures of him and his date.
Taylor knew me well--he knew I would want the whole thing documented. ;)
We even have a video of the actual proposal!
Good job, Jordan!

The top of Stewart falls is breathtaking.

(and now that it holds a romantic aura for me, I find it even more beautiful)

Taylor and I sat on some large rocks as we watched the falls cascade down into the pool of water.

Taylor had a backpack full of treats.  

He opened up his backpack and pulled out a water bottle and asked me, "Do you want some water?"

"Sure!"

Next, he pulled out a granola bar, "Do you want a granola bar?"

"Yeah, thanks!"

Then he pulled out some chips, and asked again, "Do you want some chips?"

I again answered in the positive.

Keep the treats coming, babe!

Finally, Taylor pulled out a white box, and slowly opened it as he asked, "Do you want a diamond ring?"

I was in absolute shock! I slapped my hands to my mouth and was completely speechless.

The ring was the most perfect ring I had ever seen.

As I sat there in utter amazement, Taylor got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.

I giggled, smiled, kissed him, and said yes.

(duh... ;))

We've now made it a tradition to hike Stewart Falls on August 6th every year.

(See here for last year's hike!)

I guess I should clarify that I made it a tradition.

Taylor whines the whole evening about going.

This year he tried to convince me that we should go to Chilis and eat a chocolate molten cake. And we can consider THAT the mountain, instead of actually climbing one.
But I turned him down real quick.
We were doing this!
And at the end, he thanked me for making him go, because we sure did have fun.



It so happened that I wasn't actually wearing my ring that day.
I didn't notice until we got up there to take the picture!
(I had taken it off for Lake Powell)

And of course...gotta add this.

Hey babe?
Thanks for proposing.
I'm so happy I'm yours.