the story of how i officially came off the market

adventures of the luckiest girl in the world...

So this weekend after Clayton and I attended the fabio-mueller wedding, we decided to end our trip with sunset on the beach before the treacherous drive home. Clayton took me to Crystal Cove where we walked along the ocean and explored caves and man made waterfalls.

Of course we rolled up our jeans, and proceeded to leave them rolled the rest of the trip.

I thought I should cut out the sign that read "danger! drain water keep children away".
I read that and realized I was standing barefoot in the drain water. eww.

I swear we didn't coordinate the matching colors before hand...

We finally found a spot to lay our towels out and enjoy the ocean view for a little while and bask in the sunshine.

There I was, drawing in the sand with my fingers and taking pictures of the ocean minding my own business.
aimee: why are you being so restless? it's like you can't stop moving
clayton: i dunno... just trying to get comfortable. we are on sand.
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clayton: hey watch out, i saw a piece of glass by your towel. i don't want you to hurt yourself.
aimee: okay. (sweet to warn me)
clayton: just be careful, it looks sharp.
aimee: (i'm not moving around like you spaz, i'll be fine)...o-kay.
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clayton: okay, can you just move it? i really don't want you to cut yourself.
i huff, but reluctantly get off of my belly and start to search for some dangerous glass in the sand.
i find it. it's slightly buried. actually, i'm surprised he even noticed it since it's barely peeking out of the sand. i pick it up.

**i would like to note that at this moment all my Nancy Drew instincts escape me**

aimee: OH MY GOD! its a bottle, it has a note in it!!! i bet its from the ocean, it looks so old!
clayton: open it!

here i am clamoring on about how this is the coolest thing and in my head i'm dreaming of who sent this and what european land it came from.

i finally get the note out of the bottle and start to read out loud. about halfway through it is apparent that the author of this note has had his heart broken, as a matter of fact he hasn't seen his true love in quite awhile. the bottom is signed "who am i? i used to be her boyfriend".

the note makes me confused and sad. but then i notice the handwriting kinda looks like clayton's. i turn to him to try and get to the bottom of this mystery.

and there is clayton holding a box with a pretty little diamond ring in it.

clayton: i don't want to be your boyfriend anymore. i want to spend the rest of my life with you. will you marry me?

aimee:.... are you being serious?!?!
YES!!!

yes ladies and gents, that's how it really happened.

so i guess i'm engaged now :)

For your viewing pleasure I took a picture of exactly where he asked me.
(right where the coast starts to curve!)

I'm currently floating on cloud 9.

i hope you're as weightless as i am.