It's the night before Jeff and I are leaving on our 2 week vacation to New England. It is also the night of the one year anniversary of us going on our first date. I was tired because work was stressful while I was trying to get everything ready for me to be gone. We hadn't packed the car yet and I was getting nervous about going on the vacation because I hate leaving our three cats. Jeff picks me up at the metro station after work and I quickly notice that we are not headding home as planned. Irritated and grumpy I ask him where we are going but he won't tell me where. So I mostly sit in silence until we get to the restaraunt where we had our first date (La Madelene's on Rockville Pike)

assume or maybe Jeff even told me that we were having dinner here because of our anniversary the next day. We ordered our food and sat down at a table out of the way from everyone else. I was disapointed that we couldn't go into the side room where we had sat by ourselves when we had met there, because it was reserved. Jeff left me alone while he went to the car for some asprin. When he came back, he wanted to switch tables and he led me to the reserved room. Of course I tried to protest, saying it was reserved.

When we went around a small corner I saw a dozen red roses with purple flowers on the table as well as a card. I sat down- still clueless as to what was coming. I read the card and then a piece of paper on which he had declared his love for me. I look up and he's down on one knee and he prososed. I cried a little and answered him yes and we kissed.

Obviously, I said yes. So then we have to pick up Jeff's car from the garage because the battery died a few days before we were to leave on our camping vacation. On the way we debated wether we wanted to pick out an engagement ring before we left for vacation. We decided we could always pack the car for our camping vacation the next morning, this evening we were going to get (or at least order) a ring.