Shelby and Ian
How We Met
Back in our sophomore year of high school, Ian and I were in the same history class. We had a couple mutual friends but didn’t really know each other until we had to group up to do a few class projects together. We got to know each other pretty well after that. At the time Ian had a girlfriend and I was in no way trying to interfere with that. We were friends and hung out in group settings. Fast-forward to junior year of high school, Ian had that same girlfriend and we still remained pretty good friends. We hung out a lot more, still in group settings but started to notice that we shared some of the same interests and were a like in a way. That’s when I started to develop a tiny crush on him. I didn’t make it known to anyone because I wasn’t trying to ruin his relationship at the time and I genuinely did really enjoy his friendship.
A few months went by and Ian and his girlfriend ended up breaking up and in my head I was so happy because my crush was on the market! I remember having a conversation with Ian after the break up and he said he was going to be single for a long time. I thought, “Not if I have anything to do with it.” Now fast forward to senior year of high school. It was as if Ian and I became best friends. We got along so well and hung out all the time. There was this one time we were texting (with our super cool flip cell phones and using T-9) and something made me think that Ian had started to develop a crush on me too. My feelings at this point were through the roof but I was too shy to say anything. One morning I was sitting in science class and I texted my best friend Molly (who was in the same English class with Ian) and I said “Molly, I think Ian likes me, ask him if he does”, to which she replied “Omg really?!?!
Would it be ok if he said yes?” I then replied “Oh yeah!” Molly then sent some messages that made it seem like she was freaking out. A few minutes went by and I texted her again and said, “Make sure you tell him that I didn’t tell you to ask him.” In my head at the time I wanted Molly to ask him as if it was a random thought that she had, definitely not mine. She responds back and said, “He said he does like you!” I read that text and got super happy. Molly then sends another message a couple seconds later that said, “I told him you like him too.” I immediately felt so embarrassed! After class we had our break and went to our lockers like we usually do just to hangout for the 15 minutes we had in between classes, things got awkward real quick! After that morning Ian and I started to talk to each other about our feelings and how we felt about each other and at this point it was just a matter of time when he asked me to be his girlfriend.
It was December at this point; our varsity football team made it to the NCS final and got to play at Oracle (where the Oakland Raiders play) which was a huge deal and everyone and their mother were going to this game. Ian told me earlier that morning when we were trying to make plans for the night that he had something to ask me. The night goes on, our team lost and our group of friends goes back to another friend’s house to hang out. Curfew was approaching and we all had to get home. Our friend Robbie took me home and our other friend Chris takes Ian home. I was saying bye to Ian and asked him what it was he had to ask me that night. He said it was nothing and it could wait. Robbie then takes me home, I get out of the car and am waving bye to him and all of a sudden here comes Chris’s car racing into my court, stops in front of my house, Ian jumps out of the car comes running up to me and said, “Shelby will you be my love bucket of solitude?!” I jokingly said no and saw the look of disappointment on his face and then of course said yes!
How He Asked
Ian had told me months ago to take this specific day off of work so we can go on a surprise trip for the weekend. He wouldn’t tell me where we were going or what we were doing. This wasn’t uncommon for him to do either. It crossed my mind that he could propose but I figured probably not. We have been together for eight and half years and he would just do it on his own terms. Plus we just moved into a new house, things had to get settled and he was talking about buying a motorcycle. The day came to us leaving for this surprise trip. He had told my father (who was in on it the whole time) that I needed my passport for this trip. I find out later that passport was code for the ring. The only place that I thought we could go was Mexico. I mean where else could we go that was out of the country, but not too far and we could be there for just a weekend? Definitely not Europe that’s for sure!
The morning that we were leaving I started packing, I was so grumpy because I didn’t know what to pack because I didn’t know what type of weather to prepare for. We are in the car for what seems like an eternity and three hours later finally get to our destination and ended up in Monterey, CA. We enjoyed a couple bottles of wine that night and ordered in some room service for dinner. The next day we just hung out and relaxed, didn’t really have any plans for the day. We ended up driving on 17 Mile Drive and went down the coast on highway 1 and stopped and looked at a couple of different beaches. During this drive Ian was telling me that he had a couple different reservations for dinner that night but got canceled due to the fire that was near by. Me being so gullible, of course I believed him. Ian told me earlier in the day we had dinner reservations at 6:30pm at a “fancy schmancy, high-in” restaurant on the beach tucked away in the sand (yes I bought that one for some reason too).
So we left the hotel and started driving, Ian kept saying he was having problems with the GPS on his phone so he took his time to get it situated. Little did I know he was waiting for the photographers to let him know that they were ready. They gave him the green light and miraculously the GPS was working again and we were headed to “dinner”. We came up to Alisomar Beach, we parked our car and got out and started walking. Ian told me that we had to walk along the path and onto the beach to get to the restaurant (again, I bought it). He grabbed my hand and told me to take my hood off. Keep in mind that the fog had already rolled in and there was so much moisture in the air, I was not about to walk to “dinner” and get my hair all curly. So of course I gave Ian grief and said no multiple times. We started walking along the pathway to this gazebo. All of a sudden I saw this sign that showed our anniversary date and the date that we first said I love you.
Immediately I was dying a little bit inside and was wondering what was going on.
We walk around this sort of bend that had a hill and then I saw the two photographers coming towards us snapping pictures of us at all types of angles. Again, dying inside still wondering what was going on and thinking “Oh my god what is happening, he better not be playing a joke on me.” He asked me again if I would take my hood off and with no hesitation I threw it off and didn’t ask any questions.
He led me into the beautifully decorated gazebo, turned and faced me grabbing my hands.
He said some words which in the moment I couldn’t remember.
He looked into my eyes and said “Shelby, eight and a half years ago I asked you to be my love bucket of solitude and today I would like to ask you to be my wife.”
He dropped down on one knee and said, “Will you marry me?”
I immediately started to get tears in my eyes and had so many wonderful emotions to feel. Of course I said YES!!
We sat down and enjoyed the moment with a bottle of champagne and a couple of chocolate covered strawberries and lots of hugs and kisses!
This proposal was absolutely unbelievable and so perfect, more than I could have ever even imagined.
There were so many thought out, sweet and romantic details in every little piece to this set up! After eight and half years I finally get to say that I will spend the rest of my life with the only man I have ever loved since I was sixteen years old. I truly found my King!