I want to preface all of this by saying I HATE surprises. I loathe them. I like being in control of all aspects of my life. I also like to know where I’m going, who’s going to be there & the type of outfit I need. Because well, that stuff is important!
I have been dreaming about the day of my proposal since I was a little girl. Very few people in my family have done things the “traditional” way & that had a huge influence on me growing up. Like most people, I just want a happy family, a happy marriage & to be a mom some day. I want other things too, but most importantly I want those things!
J & I both knew after our first date that there was something special in store for us. I think I was just a little more hesitant at first lol. Discussing our future is something we do often; we knew we wanted to get married, we just never talked about a timeline. I honestly thought he would propose a year or so from now. I was not expecting it AT ALL.
So here’s the story (I apologize for the length).
The Weekend Before
Last weekend J’s nana came to stay with us. On the way to breakfast one morning she spilled the beans on J’s mom coming to town. I didn’t think anything of it other than he knows I don’t like surprises and now the house needs to be cleaned! After everything, I found out that she flew the ring in from Texas and helped set everything up the morning of the proposal.
Friday, J texted me this.
We are in a busy season of life right now so I was super excited for both. Now i’m reading this like oh okay, you don’t know if you want to go??? Oh it’s not anything crazy??? Way to downplay!
As soon as he got home Friday I pestered him about what we were doing. I bugged and bugged him until he finally gave me the hint that it was kind of girly, I’ve been wanting to go, it’s outside and he’s never been. A vineyard DUH. I felt so accomplished when I guessed it right but looking back I feel like a jerk lol. As soon as he admitted that that’s where we were going, I vividly remember thinking to myself “how the heck is he ever going to propose to me since he can never surprise me.”
Friday night since J’s mom and her friend were in town we went to dinner and then out in Midtown. We didn’t stay out too late because J threw a fit about his stomach hurting (nerves?) and the girls said they didn’t want to be hungover for the sightseeing they planned to do the next day. We get home & I of course am ready to pass out, but before I do J bugs me (multiple times) about setting my alarm because we HAD to leave at 10:50 the next morning. I often fall asleep without setting my alarms and I’m almost always late. So again, nothing out of the norm. I set my alarms, make J tuck me in, he says he’s going to hang out with our neighbors, I pass out.
Best Day EVER
Typically on Saturday’s I wake up super early. I just don’t have the capability to sleep in. J always tells me to not wake him up until 9:00 when College Gameday is on and waking him up usually involves bribing him with peanut butter waffles and bacon. But this past Saturday, he was up early like three different times and woke me up in the process. As he was getting ready he was saying that he read about what to wear to a vineyard – hats weren’t appropriate and he wanted to wear his blazer. At this point I was like I’ve never heard this before but if you want to get all dolled up okay! He continued to downplay the day and at one point he was like, “we don’t have to go if you don’t want to” since the weather wasn’t the greatest. I’m still wondering what would have happened if I wanted to be a couch potato..
Anyway, we get in the truck, crank up the tunes and hit the road. Traffic can be bad in Nashville so we use Waze pretty much any time we go somewhere. J didn’t get his app open so I was like, “how the heck do you know where we’re going” but at the same time he knows his way around better than me. (I later found out that he made multiple trips there making sure everything was planned and perfect). The drive there was beautiful. The rolling hills of Tennessee and the vidid fall colors have completely stolen my heart.
We pulled into the vineyard and it was breathtaking. Since it was sprinkling out it wasn’t too crowded either. We got there and they escorted us down to the private tasting room. I almost went with the 8 tastings as opposed to the 4 and man am I glad that I didn’t. Amy, the angel that took our photos, specifically told J to not let me drink red so that my teeth weren’t stained for pictures. Y’all can see how that worked out…
We finished the tastings and headed back up to the main lobby. The hostess said that our picnic was at the top of the hill and off we went. I begin walking up this hill sideways in the most uncomfortable thigh high boots to ever be created. Of course I was complaining like, “J, I am not dressed for this hike that you’re taking me on and also they didn’t even bother to walk us up here or to tell us who would be taking our order or anything.” Any time I go on a rant like this J somehow remains calm & always asks, “have I ever let you down?” (A year and a half and he really hasn’t ever let me down). At this point I’m like fine, I’ll stop complaining, suck it up & soak in the beauty. So I whip out my phone to capture a video of how pretty the view is. In my Instagram story you can hear me say, “is that Cody Johnson playing?”
In the distance, our song With You I Am was playing. Many of you commented on my initial photo saying that you knew what was coming after the video was posted to my story. I’m glad y’all did, because I sure didn’t lol. I was absolutely oblivious. We rounded the corner and the most perfect backdrop was set up.
Photos of some of our adventures, roses, my bible with a verse highlighted, and the mini table and shelf that he made that he sent me pictures of earlier in the week!!
He grabbed my hand and got down on one knee. So many thoughts were rushing through my head. I was so shocked and nervous and happy that I pretty much blacked out. I just remember him saying that he promised Pawpaw that he would take care of me and that’s what he wanted to do, to spend the rest of our lives together and that he loved me with all his heart. I was hysterically ugly crying for at least 10-15 minutes. After a “nuh uh” and a “you’re lying,” I finally said yes! We soaked in this precious moment, read what he had highlighted, took more photos and then walked back to the lobby to buy a bottle to drink there and a bottle for our wedding day.
After we left the vineyard, we went home to celebrate with friends and family. That night, J got us the coolest condo to stay in downtown that’s in walking distance from Broadway. My best friend from back home even came to surprise me! I had the best night on Broadway to date!
In conclusion, J has pursued me, cherished me and has gone above and beyond to give me all that I have ever wanted since the day that we met. We are over the moon excited about getting to spend the rest of our lives together. Thank you all for the kind words, congratulations, and for following our love story. We are ready to plan the best party of our lives!!!
I hope y’all have a great Thanksgiving filled with family, good food and cold drinks!
With love from Texas,