I won’t divulge too many of the intimate details that led to my hysterical breakdown as a response to being proposed to (it was a ‘yes’ btw) but I will leak the following:
1. Kip surprised me on our 2nd to last day in Mendoza by telling me to pack my things at the hostel and had someone pick us up to take us to a wonderful little estancia vineyard called Club Tapiz for a day of indulgence. I’m a simple girl, with simple needs, like a massage, manicure, pedicure, poolside lunch service and AC. That’s all I ask. It was surely delivered.
2. You would think that any girl would assume a proposal if her boyfriend requests to set up a candle lit dinner outside next to the vineyard. I guess I’m not any girl because this wasn’t my assumption. I waited 7 years, I just figured I’d have to wait and wait and wait some more- after grad school, after starting a business, after kids, a house, yeah I was thinking that far ahead.
3. Whether you’re expecting it or not, when that moment comes, you never really have a grasp on the situation and in my case, you totally lose it. Yet through the uncontrollable sobs and Kip’s horrified stare, I managed to muster up a YES, OF COURSE!
4. And in true psychotic girlfriend fashion (now fiancé), I waste no time sharing every detail of the wedding I had already planned a year in the making. In my defense, it’s been 7 years. SEVEN YEARS! I’m pretty sure he wanted to run right then and there but we just laughed and decided to slow it down a sec considering we just got engaged 5 minutes ago.
5. The rest of the night was spent celebrating and skyping with family and friends:)
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