John's Version: I had planned how I would ask Carrie
to marry me for a few weeks. I did not know how I was going
to say it, but I had a good idea of how I was going to go
about it. I did not want her to have any idea what I was
doing or when I was going to do it.
I took her out to Olive Garden and we had a nice dinner.
We had stayed a little later than expected over at her parents
before leaving to go eat. While this was not a problem,
I wanted to do the proposal before it got too late. I knew
that Carrie would want to call her parents (they knew I
was going to do it that night) and I wanted to be able to
call my parents too.
I drove back to Lawrence as fast as I possibly could. Carrie
asked me why we were going so fast and I think she thought
I was upset about something. Not in the least! I wanted
to get home to get things set up to ask her to marry me.
I had purchased flowers and champagne the night before
in preparation. I had all of these hidden away so she would
not see them when we entered my apartment.
Carrie, still thinking that I am upset about something since
I drove home so quickly, entered the apartment. Still not
suspecting anything... I took her arm and asked her to sit
in a chair in the middle of the room that I turned around
for her to face me facing towards the kitchen. I told her
to wait one second.
At this point, Carrie looked confused but very curious
as I went into the laundry room and brought out something.
It was a small box!
She started to cry as I gave it to her to open. She had
just started to open the lid of the ring case as the tears
streamed down her face. I told her this was not what she
thought it was... However, I had spoken to her friend and
had something else for her.
I went back into the laundry room and came out with a bottle
of champagne and the roses. I put the champagne and roses
down and looked into her eyes. I started telling Carrie
how much I care about her. How perfect we are for one another.
It seemed as thought I talked for an hour, but I know it
was only a couple of minutes. I then knelt down on one knee,
took her hand and asked her to marry me. I could see the
tears streaming down her face and she whispered out "yes".