It starts when Shane had to take me to the dentist to have all four of my wisdom teeth pulled. After an excruciatingly long time in the chair, I called Shane to come pick me up. He said he was going to be about thirty minutes.

Needless to say, I was a little grumpy when he finally got to the dentist's. In my finest numbed-face-voice, I shouted, "What was so important that you couldn't be here on time?!" He showed me a small blue box. I started freaking out and talking a lot (all with a bloody mouth... I know right? Who wouldn't want to lock this down?). After all that Shane told me, he's not actually asking me right now. I had to use patience. This wasn't the right time.

Well, after about two weeks of me contemplating whether or not I should open the box and see what he got me, we went to Colville and he asked my dad (to which my dad's reply was "cool").

We went the beach at Ricky Point later that day. We were laying on the beach with our feet in the water. It was beautiful and perfect, but he still hadn't done it yet. I "subtly" hinted that this was the right time! A few minutes later he rolled over next to me and stuck the ring on my finger and asked me to be his wife.