One time I had told my best friend Carley something about how if a guy wanted to really marry me it would not matter if he bought me a .25 cent ring.
I never really understood how a guy spending his life saving on getting me a ring was going to prove to me that he wanted me to be his wife forever.
I kind of knew it was coming... the proposal that is, or well I did not know for sure but I had a feeling. It was October 28th 2002 and we had taken a trip to Denver for the day. I am not even sure I remember what we were doing in Denver but I know it was a fun day. We made our way over to Boulder in the evening and invited Andrew's dad to dinner since he worked in Boulder at the time.
Once we got back into the car after dinner Andrew told me he forgot something. He reached over and grabbed a plastic bubble, you know like the ones from a .25 cent toy machine. He opened it and asked me to marry him. Inside was a ring.... from a machine. Now I know some people would have found this ridiculous, but I loved it and of course I said YES!!!!!
He then confessed to me that he spent over $1.00 because he was trying to find the right one... I still think that is cute. We did not want the ring to fall apart so we went to Wal-Mart and got me a new ring... I think it was $8.00.
Everyone loved my ring and thought it cost a fortune. When I came back to work with just my wedding ring people wondered why I stopped wearing the beautiful ring, well it turned my finger green! But I loved the ring and I knew others would not understand that it was not the value of the ring it was the purpose.
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