How did your significant other propose to you?

My guy and I were on our way to his mother's house for what I thought was just a simple get together with some family and friends. So we're driving along and he says "I got a Halloween surprise for you when we get there." Immediately, my reaction was guilt because I hadn't thought to get him anything and I told him so, and he just said don't worry about it.

We roll up to his mother's house, and he tells me to get out of the car and to close my eyes. He came up behind me and put his hands over my eyes, because I'm not to be trusted when it comes to surprises, mostly because I just don't like them that much. So he's leading me to the lawn and I hear his mother come out of the house (her high heels gave it away) then as soon as she was there, she was in the house again. Then my guy tells me to open my eyes, and there on the outside window ledge is a pumpkin with the words "Will You Marry Me?" carved into it. It didn't register in my mind what was going on so I had to read the pumpkin like, 8 times to really get the hint that he was actually proposing! I turned around and there he was down on one knee with the ring and I screamed "YES! OF COURSE I WILL!" at the top of my lungs and started crying, then he started crying and it was just a big cry fest!

He had been planning since March of 2010! Sneaky... :)

In my case, the question should be, "How WAS your significant other going to propose to you?"

We were both in the Air Force and stationed in Turkey. We had been dating for almost a year. My (future) husband was being reassigned back to the US in a couple of months and there was no guarantee that I would get assigned to his station as a girlfriend. The government only tries if you're married.

Our last trip together was going to be to Paris. Unknown to me, he planned to propose while there. He had it all worked out. We were going to go to the top of the Eiffel Tower and he would propose amidst the most notoriously romantic background in the world. Like I say that WAS the plan.

Well it was a great vacation. We did the Louvre, the Champs de Elysee, etc... All the touristy sites. The big day came to go up to the Tower. It was a particularly windy day and the closer you got to the top, the more the Tower was swaying. People who have never been to the Eiffel Tower may not be aware that it is primarily a structure of metal grating. You can see out the sides... the top... the bottom through this grating. Although it's an illusion, the whole thing seems very flimsy when you're in it.

I didn't know it then, but my husband is a bit phobic about heights. We got to the top of the Tower and he was freaked out by the swaying, combined by the 360 degree view. He couldn't get back down fast enough and totally FORGOT to propose to me. Even though I didn't know that was the plan and he could have done it elsewhere, he was so mad and embarrassed with himself that he didn't propose until a few weeks after we got back to our home base... and in a much less romantic setting... where he also confessed how he had HOPED the proposal would go.

However, we've been married almost 37 years and I wouldn't trade that story for the world.

Well it was a great vacation. We did the Louvre, the Champs de Elysee, etc... All the touristy sites. The big day came to go up to the Tower. It was a particularly windy day and the closer you got to the top, the more the Tower was swaying. People who have never been to the Eiffel Tower may not be aware that it is primarily a structure of metal grating. You can see out the sides... the top... the bottom through this grating. Although it's an illusion, the whole thing seems very flimsy when you're in it.

My other half had to use his Plan 'C' at the end.. Plan A was to go for a climb in Peak District (we were very keen climbers at that point) and while belaying me from above, send me a carabiner with paper attached saying 'you are the love of my life, will you marry me?' (found the paper later so I know it word by word :) ) but the weather was really rainy and we didn't get to climb...

So the plan 'B' was to go for a good hike on the Peak District hills and when the view was at its most gorgeous, pop the question.. but although it rained a lot the night before, it was after some 6 weeks of very dry weather and all the moors were closed due to fire risks.. so we were stuck on official paved paths and no good views...

So desperate plan 'C' was, as we walked on one of those paths, just come off if for a safe enough distance as to not be disturbed, use lunch as a reason to sit down and then pop the question.. So as I was handing him his steak pastie and holding my cheese and pickle sandwich he suddenly knelt before me and asked me if I would marry him. The whole situation including the choice of lunch seemed so bizarre to me that I burst out laughing and asked if he was actually serious :) With almost painful expression he said he really was serious and then of course I said yes :) There was no ring as he knew I'm too particular with things like that and didn't want to get it wrong, so we went to Sheffield and bought a white flower ring in a fashion shop as a place holder, with the real thing coming couple of months later :)

We had been together 2 1/2 years. I had decided that he had until June 1987 to propose or I was cutting my losses. April 27, 1987 at 8:11 p.m. I was dusting the living room. He was in the bedroom.

Him: Hey! C'mere!

Me: What? Not now! I'm busy!

Him: Just come in here a minute...

Me: Do you have some kind of radar that tells you when I am busy? Ge ez...(and miscellaneous comments of annoyance under my breath).

I go to the bedroom with my hair a mess, wearing an old baseball shirt and sweat pants with a dust rag in one hand and a can of furniture polish in another.

Me: WHAT????

The rest, as they say, is history...two kids and 21 1/2 years later I still tell this story! Less than the most romantic day of my life but surely my destiny!

I got engaged when I was 21, my partner took me out for a meal at my fave joint and proposed there, It was lovely!

Altho I did answer yes immediately, I also said after, that it wouldnt be for at least another 8 years, Im 21, and said im far too young but would marry you in years to come, after a discussion stating the obvious that if it was meant to be and we last whether we are married or not then thats the way it would be.

We share everything together, and im 24 this year and have been together over 4 years!

Can I also add that marriage these days seems to be a thing that everyone is getting into, and throwing round divorces like no tomorrow! I believe marriage is something that needs great thought and should only be done once! Whether you get married a year into a relationship or 10 years into a relationship,it should not matter. All that matters is that you love each other and want to be with each other, If a couple need to get married to prove this then they should not be together!!

My parents were together 9 years before getting married and have been together for over 34 years! And there the most loved up couple I know and Im so happy for them!

:-DDD

So the plan 'B' was to go for a good hike on the Peak District hills and when the view was at its most gorgeous, pop the question.. but although it rained a lot the night before, it was after some 6 weeks of very dry weather and all the moors were closed due to fire risks.. so we were stuck on official paved paths and no good views...

So desperate plan 'C' was, as we walked on one of those paths, just come off if for a safe enough distance as to not be disturbed, use lunch as a reason to sit down and then pop the question.. So as I was handing him his steak pastie and holding my cheese and pickle sandwich he suddenly knelt before me and asked me if I would marry him. The whole situation including the choice of lunch seemed so bizarre to me that I burst out laughing and asked if he was actually serious :) With almost painful expression he said he really was serious and then of course I said yes :) There was no ring as he knew I'm too particular with things like that and didn't want to get it wrong, so we went to Sheffield and bought a white flower ring in a fashion shop as a place holder, with the real thing coming couple of months later :)

I didn't know it then, but my husband is a bit phobic about heights. We got to the top of the Tower and he was freaked out by the swaying, combined by the 360 degree view. He couldn't get back down fast enough and totally FORGOT to propose to me. Even though I didn't know that was the plan and he could have done it elsewhere, he was so mad and embarrassed with himself that he didn't propose until a few weeks after we got back to our home base... and in a much less romantic setting... where he also confessed how he had HOPED the proposal would go.

It was last month in March and I think about it almost everyday now. We went to my favorite restaurant in San Francisco after a long week. He bought me light pink carnations, my favorite flowers, when he came by to pick me up. I had been suspecting he'd propose soon since December, but I didn't really think about it then and didn't suspect he'd propose at the moment either--it was so out of the blue!

As I ate my dessert, I looked around the restaurant to contemplate on the architecture (or something lol I don't really remember what was going through my head then and when he proposed). Then I noticed someone from a table nearby was looking over and smiling to my boyfriend so I looked over to my boyfriend. At first I saw the Tiffany's box open in front of me and my heart was beating so fast, I didn't even know what to think. Then I looked up and saw him, casually drinking his white wine and holding it in his right hand while on his left hand was my ring slightly on one of his fingers, and he smiled at me. I think I had a shocked facial expression because he laughed to ease it out.

I was just so stunned though so I didn't even say anything. Okay, not really, I said, "Isn't there something you have to ask me?"

To which he replied, "Why would I ask the question if I already know the answer to it?"

I love him and his sense of humor. He's the shy guy turned blunt that has a little too much self-confidence, don't-waste-my-time-on-mind-games type of guy, but he's super sweet, romantic. I love it. He did express his love and give that little proposal speech guys give on TV/in movies later on when in our hotel suite, where apparently it was all set up with carnations and roses and candles. We've been together for 7 years (this July, it'll be 8 years) and I'm so glad I'll be spending the rest of my life with him. We haven't picked a date yet though. :)

I didn't want to get married. I was one of those unknowing people that believed that I didn't need a piece of paper to make our relationship "real" or legitimate. He was as well.

Anyway, we lived together for 5 yrs, had a son together and he had cancer. He won his fight and has been cancer free since October "2008", we celebrated our 2nd wedding anniversary last week. Something changed during his treatment for the both of us. One evening while I was leaving him in the ER again due to complications of the chemotherapy he was apologizing for not being able to do anything for my birthday which was in a few weeks. He was barely alive and that is what he was worried about. I told him I wanted him to be as healthy as he could be and try to be home for my birthday and that was all I needed. Then out of know where I stuck my hand up in the air and wiggled my fingers and said, "So what are the chances you were going to get me something sparkly for my birthday?" He said, "actually I was going to Jared." He had been telling the hospital staff for months that I was his wife and we already felt married and it was the right time for the both of us.

We were married in our living room with a JP and our 4 yr old son. He was 2 days away from entering the hospital for the first of 2 stem cell transplants that ultimately saved his life.

We had a great relationship before and I was 38 and he was 45 when we were married. I have friends that have been married for up to 20 yrs that wish they had what we have. We have been through hell and came out of it stronger and better than ever. Marriage is different than just being committed to each other and I don't know why. Maybe it is the exchange of vows which we both took very seriously or just the fact that no one expects us to justify or constantly prove we are a family anymore.

I will never forget that moment in the emergency room and it was perfect! No glitter or glam needed for this girl just the real thing!

well my ideal proposal would be a candel light dinner, being romanced, then a long walk on the beach at night with clear skys (so you can see the stars) and a full moon , with the sound of the waves in the back ground he'll go on one knee and pop the question . A bit cheesie i know but its really romantic but sadly i wont be getting engaged any time soon my other half doesn't wanna get married to any one oh well.