Over Memorial Day weekend, Scott and I went to the beach with some friends. As we were leaving on Monday we stopped by the beach for one last time on the way out of town. It was a beautiful day (the nicest of the weekend), so we took a little walk down the beach. After walking for awhile, Scott turns to me and says "This would be such a romantic spot..." and I reply with "Shut up!" as this was the 3rd time he had said this in the past couple months. He then whips around holding the ring in front of me and asks me to marry him! :) The funniest part of this story is that the night before I was doing some laundry at the beach house we stayed at and Scott asked me to wash a shirt he had gotten dirty at the beach. I got into his bag to get it out and to my shock, I saw a box! :) I knew what was inside, but with all my willpower, I restrained myself from looking inside. I expected it to come the next day, but Scott never got into his bag before we headed to the beach, so I figured he'd gotten nervous and had chickened out...little did I know he had the ring in his pocket all day! :)
