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I made a scrapbook of 365 things I love about her. Including pictures, movie ticket stubs, anything memorable, ect.
Recently, I made her go on a scavanger hunt as my proposal. I had my mom drive her around because I knew she would be freaking out because something was going on. She thought she was going shopping with her.
The first stop was at our high school, in the location I helped her pick up her books when she dropped them. Her friends were at that locations with a letter and package.
Letter told her to go to BJ's (haha) resturant, where we had our first date. Her family was there with another gift and letter.
This letter told her to go to Las Barisas resturant, which is an awesome place to have brunch. My family was there with another gift and letter.
Next place she was told to go was the gas station to pick up lotto tickets, and meet at our favorite beach. (Wasting time, and possibly a lucky ticket?)
She walked down to the beach, climbed up a small rocky cliff and went around the corner to see me, my family, her family and friends. I had her open each gift in the order she recieved them.
Box 1 - Gummy bears. Her favorite
Box 2 - Red velvelt cupcake. Also a favorite
Box 3 - Bottle of our favorite wine
I had another bag to give her, which had a pink penguin in a wedding dress. (On one of our first dates, we made a build a bear of a penguin.) In the hand I had a recording of me asking her to marry me so she could relive the moment.
I proposed in the sunset with the waves crashing behind me all majestic a shit.
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