Saturday February 11th, Tom woke me up early and told me to get dressed so that we could head down to the beach and try to watch the sunrise. So we were dressed in our pj's and out the door by 6:30.
We got to the beach right as the sky was beginning to lighten, but due to the clouds we never got to see the sun come up. We began walking and talking and I decided I wanted to snap a picture of us, so I propped up my camera on my purse, set the timer, and ran over to Tom. As I'm standing there, he gets down on one knee and says "Babe, will you marry me?"
No this following picture is not staged. Haha. It cracks me up.
The camera caught us right as he was beginning to bend down, and my face is priceless.
I had no idea that he was planning this. A ton of my friends were suspicious when I told them how he organized this whole trip, but for some reason I wasn't. I was shocked.
The rest of the day was spent taking pictures of my ring. There were tons of phone calls. And texts.
We did some thrifting. We did some eating. And we just spent the day being super happy.