For a few weeks early in 2006 I had my Fiancee convinced that I had not even started looking for a ring.  We had looked at rings and I knew what she liked and I knew what she didn't like.  One Saturday while my Fiancee was at work I ventured out to the jewellers to have a look.  After some tweaking I had what I hoped was the perfect ring.  Valentine's Day was a week and a half away the day I picked up the ring.  I squirreled it away for a week. 

 

The Saturday before Valentine's Day, while my Fiancee was at work I visited her Mom to discuss the pending engagement with her and to receive her blessing.  Then I raced home to work at tidying the house up.  I went to work on dinner, creating a salad, some homemade bread and baked salmon.  While I was working away in the kitchen my Fiancee came home.  She was very inquisitive as to why I was going to such great lengths to put on a spread.  I explained that Valentine's day was on a weekday and I would not be able to put on a spread like that on Valentine's day since we both work.  She accepted this and I finished making dinner.

 

After dinner we were chatting a bit and I had the ring box in my pocket.  I asked her if she was going to go wedding dress shopping with her friend who was soon to be wed.  She said that she was.  I asked if she was going to start looking for a dress for herself.  She said it was too soon since we weren't engaged yet.  I asked her if she was sure she didn't want to look for a dress for herself and again she said no.  At that point I went down on one knee and pulled out the ring box and said, "Well I think you should start looking for a dress, will you marry me?"  It took a few seconds to sink in and she said YES. 

 

On February 24, 2007 she will confirm that answer when we become a married couple.