One of the gifts that I got Sean for Christmas was a trip to London to see the west end show Wicked. The trip was from 16th to 18th of January and we had an absolutely "wicked" time! I had planned a little surprise for Sean and straight after the show, walked him over to opposite the London eye on the banks of the Thames, sat him down and told him I had wrote him a letter. However, I said I had something else to give him first and gave him a ring.. and asked him to marry me. Along with the ring, I gave him the letter and a poem. The poem was nothing amazing but he liked it. I find it so much harder to write about love than I do heartache. It is extremely out of character for me to have done anything like proposing to someone. For a starters I always saw me as been the proposee rather than the proposor... I have also never been engaged before and have never really been able to see myself with someone for long enough to warrant marrying them. However, I genuinely feel as tho I want to spend forever with him and so I thought I would go for it! We had talked about it between ourselves anyway and I was quietly confident that he wouldn't say no.. (and he didn't.. thank god!) I think he would agree that it ended up been quite a romantic weekend AND proposal! Memorable at least! :-)
Ill try to upload a photo of his ring (no pun intended) but I do love it.. it is platinum with a ickle diamond in the middle and was handmade. I thought if this is the person that Im going to be spending the rest of my life with, I should get him something that is timeless, simple and yet beautiful.. Just like the person that its going to :-P
Today, I am in a foul mood unfortunately. I have awoken on the wrong side of the bed and am wearing one of those "scowling" faces at work! Speaking of work, better get back to the grind stone!
Enjoy your day all... xxxx
