I’m getting married. I know, I can’t believe it either, but it’s true. While on vacation out west last week I proposed to my girlfriend, Bonnie, who I met last August right after moving back to NYC from D.C.
Our vacation consisted of flying into Phoenix and then driving to the Grand Canyon, up to Yellowstone Park and then back to Phoenix – stopping along the way for Zion National Park and Grand Teton National Park. For days I’d been trying to come up with a unique way to pop the question and about half-way through the trip it came to me. We both like to play Scrabble and had recently bought a travel-sized edition of the game (the board folds in half and the pieces snap into place). I snuck into the hotel bathroom in Wyoming one night while Bonnie was sleeping and created something like this (the original photos are lost as the Compact Flash card in my camera went bad):
It took me three more days of asking Bonnie if she wanted to play a game of Scrabble before she finally came up with the idea late one night of playing a game of “Dirty Scrabble” where you can only play using swear words and sexual slang (the rules are also much looser; make up your own). I pulled out the Scrabble board and opened it up. Before she could even comprehend what was happening I had the ring out and she was acknowledging that yes she would marry me.
As far as proposals go, I guess it was a good one. I’m still trying to figure out the score, but I know that somewhere in there I scored a Triple Word Score and we both ended up winning.
Posted by Cameron Barrett at October 3, 2005 04:21 PM