Happy Anniversary Bober

Today would have been our 4th wedding anniversary.  We would have been together for a little over 11 years.  Our first dance was to "Lucky" by Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat.  I feel like it's an even more appropriate portrayal of our love.

I haven't told how we got engaged yet so I think today would be an appropriate day to share that story.

We were on an Alaskan cruise with my parents, my sister and her husband, and Jeff's parents, which happened to coincide with my birthday.  Now, Jeff was not a big fan of traveling, it made him very anxious.  Did I also mention that I get pretty severe motion sickness?  So we aren't the best traveling pair!

I got a patch for the cruise but I was still throwing up the entire first day and half on the ship before my body got acclimated.  I remember him asking if I would ever stop being sick and I told him that hopefully I would feel better in a couple of days but I had never been on a cruise before and figured the patch would work.  He seemed more annoyed than concerned, which in turn, annoyed me!  Now I know he just didn't want me sick while he was proposing.

Throughout our years together, I always packed for him whenever we traveled.  While packing, of course I didn't see any sign of a ring, so I wasn't at all expecting a proposal.  He actually planned it very well, although I didn't quite play along like I should have. 

My birthday landed halfway through the cruise.  We woke up on my birthday to an abnormally sunny day and we were so lucky because we were already in Glacier Bay.  It was such a stunning view that I didn't want to miss a second of it, although Jeff kept asking me to get dressed, which he never cared about before.  I didn't want to waste any time getting dressed especially because we had killer views from our balcony.  The rest of the viewing areas on the cruise ship were super crowded so I wasn't planning on leaving my own private balcony, hence, no reason to get dressed.  I just threw on one of his ugliest jackets over my pajamas. 

After a slightly annoyed Jeff finally gave up on trying to make me put on something decent, he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.  I distinctly remember being so surprised that I tackled him and broke the ring box!

Of course I said yes, and I remember saying over and over that I couldn't believe he had pulled this off.  It turned out, he had my sister's husband bring the ring and he kept it in the safe in his room.  I never thought of Jeff as a planner before but he definitely planned this and I felt so very special.

So here's a picture of my "ice" with a back drop of real ice on the most unlikely sunny day, yet the absolutely most perfect birthday, in Glacier Bay, Alaska.  Happy Anniversary Love of My Life!