The one in which I feel like a schmuck

Last night Miles and I drove up to Atlanta to celebrate our 5th wedding anniversary. Some good friends came to our house to watch Finn (and Roscoe) and we got away for a little bit to go to a nice dinner and the symphony. Fancy Schmancy, huh? It was pretty awesome though - makes me wish my parents went a little Tiger-Mom-esque on me when I quit playing the piano and flute after a couple years. Anyway, as we were waiting to go into the symphony Miles started not-so-quietly whispering "so, honey. . ." but by the tone of his voice, I thought he was going to say something inappropriate, or make fun of musicians, or just something that needed a softer voice than what he was using. So I kept hushing him and cutting him off. But eventually he stopped me and pulled out a beautiful ring and said "I made you a promise four years ago and I want to keep good on that promise," and on my finger he slipped this bad boy. . . (the top one)

 

And instead of politely telling him how much I loved it, I just kept saying "shut up" But not because I actually wanted him to shut up, I just couldn't believe he got it. So more of a "no way!" type of shut up. First, I don't remember him promising me this ring four years ago. I remember nagging a lot and apparently that worked out well for me. But I also felt/feel like a total chump because we agreed NO GIFTS! We were going to go on a nice date to dinner and the symphony and that was supposed to be it! And I followed the rules and got him NOTHING in return. Thoughtful jerk.

 

 

I wasn't even going to write about our evening and instead I was going to share our engagement story. But that can wait for another time. If I reveal how thoughtful Miles really is, you'll all wonder why he hasn't left me yet! So instead, if you haven't seen this cute video, please watch it and hate this other thoughtful guy for being so stinkin' sweet.