Mark proposed the night of July 2 at Lake Murray, where my family lives in Chapin, SC. He wanted so badly to surprise me--and he pretty much succeeded, up till about five minutes before. We took a walk to the end of the point, where there is a long pier leading to a tiny island. (Thank you, Mr. Clarkson, for letting Mark propose on your island!) Earlier in the day, Mark had hidden a vase of BEAUTIFUL flowers behind a tree on the island and also sprayed the entire island with bug spray. (Don't I have the sweetest fiance?)
He would have absolutely, totally surprised me, except...
Clue No. 1: There were no spiderwebs on the pier going to the island. We go on walks to the island a lot, and there are always, always, always spiderwebs on the pier--one of the hazards of living on the lake. No spiderwebs? Maybe SOMEBODY was out here earlier today?
Clue No. 2: "Mark, are you hot? Do you want to go back to the house?" "No, no, I'm fine. We can keep walking for a little bit."--while obviously sweating.
Clue No. 3: Colorful flowers peeking out from behind a tree trunk. Last time I checked, roses didn't grow wild on Lake Murray.
Clue No. 4: While Mark loves to tell me how much he loves me, he usually doesn't expound upon the subject for, oh, fifteen or twenty minutes. That sort of conversation/speech makes a curious girlfriend wonder if a certain question is coming her way.
So, by the time we reached the extremely picturesque setting of the tip-tip-end of the island, I was quite excited. It seemed, though, that Mark couldn't figure out how to transition from the "I love you" part to the "Will you marry me" part. I was just SO ecstatic I was quite impatient. Maybe, if I sat down on the stone bench, Mark would be able to kneel easier than if we were standing up? ;)
(In his defense, it really didn't take that long. To my detriment, I was so excited that I don't remember anything he said after I figured out he was going to propose. Good thing for me, Mark wrote out his "speech" to me in a letter too--he just knows me that well!)
Finally, Mark got down on one knee and asked me to marry him! I said, "YES!"
Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes! :)