Up on the rooftop… BANG BANG BANG!

lauren morrison & Mathew Burns

Mathew and I have known each other for the past 7 1/2 years. We met through mutual close friends. For the first 5 or so years of our friendship, we secretly had crushes on each other that we had each never taken seriously because of our 12 year age gap. A little over two years ago, Mathew drove clear across the country to Minnesota from Oregon to finally tell me how he felt about me. Because I had spent the last 5 years convincing myself that I didn’t have a crush on him, it took a few months for me to finally soften and take the risk to date a close friend.

I realize that this story is supposed to be about our engagement, but I think that it’s important to explain that even the beginning of our dating relationship started out dramatic (in a good way). Also, it is important to note that because we had been friends for so long before we decided to date, when we did finally decide to date, certain friends of ours were already placing bets on how long it would take for us to tie the knot. I always dispelled such predictions, as I am historically wary of marriage. Marriage is a big deal!

All in all, Mathew and I have been dating for a little over two years. It has been a blast!

Last summer, we began the conversation about what life would look like if we decided to be married. Through the fall, our friends kept saying hinting things about Mathew popping the question, but since that happened throughout the entirety of our relationship, I never took it too seriously.

In December, I finished an associate’s degree. Mathew knew how hard I had been working on this, as I am excited to transfer to a different school in Washington (ironically, near his family) to complete a Bachelor’s Degree.

On the day of my last final, Mathew had planned a surprise date to celebrate in which he invited a few close friends of ours and took me out to a French restaurant. It was perfect! Three days later, he took me on another perfect date at my favorite museum in Minneapolis. Prior to this date, I remember wondering if something was up– I mean two perfect dates in one week? Please.

Anyway, the date at the American Swedish Institute was perfect as expected. Actually, it was better. It was literally all of my favorite things in one night. We listened to some guys spin Velvet Underground records while we ate Swedish food a beautiful mansion and afterwards roasted marshmallow outside and drove around and looked at Christmas lights. It was seriously perfect… and he knew it. At one point in the night, he began leading me to the front of the mansion in the snow where nobody was. I remember thinking it quite strange, but I followed him anyway. As soon as we got alone, the intercom came on and announced that the museum was closing. We went inside and it was then that I noticed that he was acting weirder than usual. We got in truck and drove around and I asked him straightout, “are you ok?” “Yes,” he said, “just nervous”. I dropped it at that, as I knew he was now up to something.

A day later, while he was wrapping my Christmas gift, he told me that he had gotten me something “small” for Christmas. Now I KNEW what he was up to! I wasn’t going to ask any more questions. Obviously, he had gotten me the ring for Christmas!

Christmas morning rolls around and we opened gifts. I purposefully dressed my best and put on extra cute makeup, you know, just in case.

Mathew got me a gift card to go get an hour long massage.

EXCELLENT, excellent gift. However, it wasn’t a ring.

I was crushed.

We got in the car to drive to my aunt’s house and I realized that if he wasn’t going to propose, then what was up with him Saturday night? I thought for sure that was why he was so nervous.

I asked him why he was so nervous on Saturday.

Because I was going to ask you to marry me,” he replied, “but I didn’t”.

I was crushed.

After our outing at my aunt’s house, I decided to take him home and take some time alone to think about the news that I had just learned. We talked about it a little on the way home, but I didn’t want to push him. I just felt sad and needed to be alone. He told me that he was so nervous because he wanted it to be perfect and that it had nothing to do with me.

I went home and crawled into my PJ’s, sat in the middle of my room on the floor and began to journal about all of the various emotions I was feeling. Just as I was writing about how disappointed I was, I heard a BANG BANG BANG! on my bedroom window (and 10 pm on the 2nd floor with about 6 inches of snow on the roof, mind you).

Mathew was looking at me through my bedroom window with a ring in his hand saying “Hey! Will you marry me?”

Yes!” I replied.

Can you even hear me?” he asked.

Yes!” I said… and continued to stare at him in shock for another minute or two. He just about scared the “you know what” out of me.
When I came to, I remembered how cold it was out there and began to move the desk and other various furniture to let him into my bedroom. When I finally got the window open, I looked outside to see about 12 guys standing in the middle of the street, staring up at Mathew asking, “Hey man what’re you doing up there?”. They probably thought he was breaking in. “I’ll tell you later!” he shouted.
He climbed in and we hugged for a second before we realized that we should probably go tell my housemates that our house wasn’t getting broken into on Christmas, but that actually, Mathew and I had decided to spend the rest of our lives together. The end!

Their special dates

lauren morrison & Mathew Burns were happily engaged on 12/25/2013 and celebrate their anniversary on 10/04/2014.

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