This one time, We got Engaged. May 17, 2008

I love LOVE, I love being in love. I don't care what it does to me.

On May 17, 2009 Caleb picked me up to go on a date. I was very excited because hanging out with Caleb is fun no matter what. I didn't know what was in store for that date. 

He took me to Thanksgiving Point to walk around the gardens. It was a beautiful day with perfect weather. As we were walking and talking I noticed something further up the path that looked out of place. Tied to the arm of a bench was a blue paper blowing in the breeze. 

I wandered over and looked at the paper. It was a note that Caleb had written when we went on our first date. It was a journal entry of our date, and how he instantly liked me. I felt exactly the same way. It was so adorable. I still was puzzled. Was he asking me to a school dance? We graduated awhile ago, so that couldn't have been it... 

(This is not us... We thought it was a cute picture, so we were going to pretend like it was us.)

We continued walking through the gardens. I was so immersed in the treasure hunt, that I almost didn't stop to really look at how beautiful the scenery was. 

So, Caleb and Courtney had come to the gardens a few days before to map out the setting and to get a feel for where they were going to place the notes. Then the morning of our date, Caleb drove to Ogden to ask my mom if he could marry me knowing full well that she couldn't keep it from me if he asked her any earlier. 

While he was asking, Courtney and her friend Dave placed all of the notes around the park. 

At some point we lost one. I think someone must have taken them down, regardless, I got the point. We made a full circle and came back to an amazing waterfall (apparently largest man made in all of N. America). As we walked  I was looking all around for a blue piece of paper. I finally spotted one, and when I picked it up it had that days date on it, but it was empty. 

Caleb then grabbed a rose from the flowers that had a beautiful ring attached to it, and got down on one knee and asked if I would marry him. 

And my response? "Shut up! Shut up!?"

He finally had to ask, "So, is that a yes?"

Absolutely it was a yes.