My Version:
By Valentine's Day I was pretty sure Josh had the ring. I was aware of the possibility of being proposed to that night, and I don't think he planned to that night but the day ended up being really crazy anyway and that night we really just took it easy.
The next day I had a feeling it might be the day. Again, I was pretty sure he had the ring by this point. That morning, however, Josh had a moped accident and hurt his foot, so I didn't know how that would figure into whatever plans I thought he might have.
That night was pretty low-key, we just went to Cafe Rio for dinner and then went to Wal-Mart and Target, then headed home to watch a movie. As he was driving home, he asked if I wanted to take the scenic route home, which of course I was more than happy to do. I should've suspected him more than I did, but things felt so low-key to me that I was starting to think tonight wouldn't be the night. That, coupled with the fact that Josh had an injured foot and could barely get around or anything. So anyway, we take a detour home, and then on the way he said that his foot was really hurting and he had to pull over and maybe get out and walk a bit. So we pulled over - in the parking lot of the Provo Temple. I should've been alerted to this, but as we got out and walked a bit, I was just really concerned about him. He seemed to be in a lot of pain, and I was worried about him. As I'm insisting that I drive him home and turn to head to the car, he gets down on one knee. He said that he was really fine, and as he proposed to me, part of me was just thinking, "You're such a punk! You were really worrying me!" while most of me was just feeling so excited and happy. Even while he was proposing he stopped to say, "You know I could just be messing with you right now, right?" "JOSH, stop it!" But I was really happy. :) And of course the answer was YES.
His Version:
So, previously to Friday night I had this big plan of wanting to kind of have a better version of our Salt Lake date (at the end of last semester) where we would take the Front Runner downtown, maybe even have a meal on the Front Runner, go to City Creek Mall, maybe go for a carriage ride, and propose to her in front of the temple. But as I was going to work that morning, I had a scooter accident and injured my foot. So I got a ride home from somebody, and then I asked if she would take me to the doctor. We came back from the doctor and I just rested, and Ashley took care of me the whole day, which I really loved and appreciated and thought was really sweet. So then it became about 5:00 pm, and I still wanted to take her out to eat somewhere nice, and she kept insisting that we didn't have to do anything that night. But we decided to go out to Café Rio and had dinner there, and then as I was driving us back home 'cause we were just going to watch a movie or something, I asked if she wanted to take the scenic route home and she said, "Sure." So I decided to go past the temple and I got this brilliant idea that I could use my hurt foot as an excuse to pull over real quick in the parking lot in front of the temple. So then I said, "Ow, my foot's really hurting... I need to pull over real quick, I can't keep driving." Then Ashley was freaking out wondering if I was okay. So I pulled over and said I needed to get out of the car and maybe stretch my foot out for a little bit. After that, she offered to drive home so I said, "Yeah, you can drive home." I gave her the keys and as she started walking to the car I got down on one knee and said, "Wait," and she turned around. Then I popped out the ring and asked Ashley to marry me. (I did stumble with the jewelry box and broke it, which was kind of embarrassing.) She was kind of frustrated because I had tricked her into thinking that I was hurting when I really wasn't, but she said yes. And we kissed and hugged in front of the temple.
~Ashley
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