I’ve always wanted to be the back end of a 2 person horse costume… I guess the story starts there.
Ever since I was in high school and learned how to tap dance, I always envisioned myself being part of a 2 person horse costume. And, as I got older and more serious about life and costuming, the horse head was going to be my future husband. Me and the husb would show up to parties with little tap dancing back legs and would WOW the crowd with our humor and my dancing skills! (I mean, a girl has to be able to dream about her future, right?)
So last Friday, Tim and I were going to celebrate my birthday by dressing very fancy and going to a medium fancy restaurant (my idea because I needed an excuse to wear a sequin dress). He told me to be ready a couple hours early for a birthday surprise. (No, I didn’t suspect much more than what I’ve been suspecting for the past 2 months. He’s really romantic and this was not out of the ordinary for him to do something like this.)
It turns out, he rented out my parent’s Beach Club for a night. I LOVE that Beach Club. I grew UP at that Beach Club. I have had all my childhood birthdays and 2 uncle’s weddings at that club. And when we got there, there was this beautiful table set up with wine and cheese! (And my brother. He was there, too but he got lost pretty quickly.)
We just sat and chatted as the sun set, and it was perfect. Tim asked if I wanted my birthday gift and obviously I said yessssss. He goes around the corner and pulls out this huge box. HUGE. It would fit 1.5 Kristens at LEAST! And I start to open it and…theres…a …giant stuffed horse head?
And then I realize OMG it is the horse costume I’ve always dreamed of!
After many long years of waiting, I am FINALLY going to be a horse’s back side!
How LUCKY FOR ME!!!! I try on the head and neigh. I make Tim take a picture of me. I’m GIDDY (up. see what I did there?)!
And then he hands me my birthday card. It’s 3 short note pages of the sweetest things anyone has ever said about me. He tells me to read out loud and 7 words in, I’m crying. At the end, it said:
I smile as I think of a younger Kristen fantasizing of wearing a ridiculous two-person horse costume with her husband at parties and being “that couple.” Well, you have the costume, but something’s missing…
And then HUZZAH! He’s down on a knee asking me to marry him! I said yes and LUNGED. Grabbed the ring and went in for a big hug as I cried my mascara all over his nose. About a minute later I realize I hadn’t looked at the ring! So…I look at it. It’s perfect. Not “perfect because he loves me and picked it out for me” perfect but actually exactly what I wanted (Art Deco, low profile, if you’re wondering).
And that’s it! We’re engaged! And we took the horse costume out for a spin and made a little video!
Were you surprised?
Yes. I knew it was coming for some time, but I figured he’d ask me what ring I wanted or something before just going for it. (For what it’s worth, the control freak who lives inside of me is still surprised he NAILED the ring with no direct input from me.)
So…you really didn’t suspect it that night?
A few weeks ago, I thought there was a pretty good chance it would happen my birthday weekend, but since he had no problem letting me reschedule EVERY part of that weekend pretty last-minute, I figured, welp, I guess I’m not rescheduling anything important then *grumble*! That, plus, I forbade him to go ring shopping without me, so since we hadn’t gone ring shopping, I figured I’d have some time…
How do you feel?
Overjoyed. Both Tim and I realize what an incredible blessing is that we have found each other, and look forward to a life together – having fun, not taking ourselves too seriously and serving God!