The date was December 8, 2007. It was an unseasonably warm Saturday afternoon in Waco, TX, perfect for a romantic rendezvous with nature. Earlier that week Kyle had promised me a picnic if I drove the hour and a half commute from Dallas to Waco to visit him that weekend. A sucker for sack lunches in open parks, I obliged.
Our next task was to find an ideal area to perch for our picnic. We journeyed toward Cameron Park landed in a rather secluded area called Pecan Bottom. It was very cozy; the ground was carpeted in crispy leaves from the smattering of trees clustered around. Perfect! We made post at a selected cement picnic table and finally devoured our delectable dish.
Utterly involved in my chicken feast, I was completely unaware of Kyle's silent plotting.
Stuffed and satisfied Kyle suggested taking a walk. I agreed, but offered that we clean up our leftovers and put them in the Expedition first. He urged that we leave them. I insisted that we put them up. He was adamant that we walk first. I caved, retrieved my dog from his hitch and we started on our walk. About 10 steps from the table Kyle grabbed my hand, dropped to one knee, and produced from his pocket a small black box containing the sparkle of something in every little girl's dreams. "Candice Woodward, will you marry me?" he inquired; the little black box quivering ferociously in his trembling hand. Previously oblivious to the now apparent purpose of our outing, and completely dazed by this unexpected proposition offered upon me, I stood speechless. I was awakened from my temporary paralysis as Kyle cleared his throat, eyes searching for an answer. "Yes!" I finally responded, and I leapt into his arms brimming with love, happiness, and excitement!
I hadn't the slightest inclination that he was going to propose.
Shortly after, we proceeded to pack up the leftover chicken.
Thrilled with our mini-adventure (to me, all outings are adventures!) I threw on some comfy clothes, scooped up my Chiweenie (i.e. dog, part Dachshund, part Chihuahua), Bentley, and we headed out to complete our first mission: Get some grub. Our destination: Bush's Chicken. We snagged some chicken tenders, mashed potatoes, gravy, rolls, and even a gallon of sweet tea--see below. Not so romantic, you say? Then you have never tasted its magnificence. Who doesn't love Bush's Chicken? Ask my parents, although, my dad may argue that his love for George's is much stronger....
Our next task was to find an ideal area to perch for our picnic. We journeyed toward Cameron Park landed in a rather secluded area called Pecan Bottom. It was very cozy; the ground was carpeted in crispy leaves from the smattering of trees clustered around. Perfect! We made post at a selected cement picnic table and finally devoured our delectable dish. Utterly involved in my chicken feast, I was completely unaware of Kyle's silent plotting.
Stuffed and satisfied Kyle suggested taking a walk. I agreed, but offered that we clean up our leftovers and put them in the Expedition first. He urged that we leave them. I insisted that we put them up. He was adamant that we walk first. I caved, retrieved my dog from his hitch and we started on our walk. About 10 steps from the table Kyle grabbed my hand, dropped to one knee, and produced from his pocket a small black box containing the sparkle of something in every little girl's dreams. "Candice Woodward, will you marry me?" he inquired; the little black box quivering ferociously in his trembling hand. Previously oblivious to the now apparent purpose of our outing, and completely dazed by this unexpected proposition offered upon me, I stood speechless. I was awakened from my temporary paralysis as Kyle cleared his throat, eyes searching for an answer. "Yes!" I finally responded, and I leapt into his arms brimming with love, happiness, and excitement!
I hadn't the slightest inclination that he was going to propose.
Shortly after, we proceeded to pack up the leftover chicken.
2 comments:
awww... :-)
Terese loves the save the date card we got in the mail yesterday.
Take care,
-Mike and Terese
You are a really great writer Candice. I love the save the date card too! It's already on the fridge and we'll definitely be saving the date!
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