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In the spirit of proposals, I’ll tell you about ours. Marshall stepped out of his world of academia and into my zone of creativity for the big event. The thing I loved was that he tried really hard(and succeded) to make it fun and memorable. I love surprises, and I love rhymes. So he wrote a rhyming riddle that took me on a scavenger hunt.
I was doing an internship at The Council on Aging at the time, and we’d taken a group of senior adults to Stone Mountain for the day. If you think it’s hard to keep up with a group of small children, you should try to keep up with a group of seniors! Holy cow! I’ve never been so tired(& hot & smelly) in my life when I got home from work that day. But when I got there, I found Marshall’s brother waiting for me with Clue #1. (I wanted to put the clues up for you to see, but we can’t remember them exactly and they’re packed up in a scrapbook at my parent’s house right now. Maybe someday soon I’ll share them and all their cheesiness with you. Then you can roll your eyes, while I smile and kiss my sweetie.)
The clues led me around town: to Blockbuster (where there was a clue was hidden in the case of Casablanca, one of my favorite movies), to a bulletin board on North Campus, and eventually to the garden on North Campus.
When I finally got to my destination, Marshall(who can sing really well, but doesn’t sing solo very often) sang this song from “The Wedding Singer“:
I wanna make you smile whenever you’re sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
All I wanna do is grow old with you
I’ll get your medicine when your tummy aches
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you
I’ll miss you
I’ll kiss you
Give you my coat when you are cold
I’ll need you
I’ll feed you
Even let ya hold the remote control
So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink
Put you to bed if you’ve had too much to drink
I could be the man who grows old with you
I wanna grow old with you
And then he asked…and I said yes.
And now 3 kids and 8 years later…he still makes me smile whenever I’m sad, gets my medicine for me, builds a mean fire, does the dishes(very often!), and sometimes even lets me hold the remote. I’m still in love…