This was November ....Piece of the Story

Wow,another month I've missed writing for. but at least my track record overall is decent(13 per year crazy that I've kept it up for that long). Writing is not my forte or something I particularly enjoy, it's always more of a struggle. I don't really know why I write this, oh well. I'm not sure where the last post left off (sorry I didn't bother looking) but I had a pretty significant event happen in my life in November.
I'm engaged!
The story: We'd been dating for a year steady and decided to celebrate by going on a weekend trip to get out of the city. For fun, my Fiancé decided to surprise me as to where we were going. I didn't ask a lot of questions ahead of time because I was enjoying the adventuresome nature of the surprise. That said I way over-packed(this is a normal tendency anyway but was exaggerated by not knowing where I'd be going or what I'd be doing)! When we started on the road, I let loose with questions trying to gain some hint of where we were going; he was almost annoyingly good at not giving anything away. About halfway we get on this one highway that I know goes to where one of my closet friends lives and one other town that I could think of. So I ask some other defining questions that I thought for sure would lead to at least one yes, I was wrong. I was very very confused, there is nothing else on this highway that I could remember. I fell silent racking my brain for some piece of geography I was missing. Right as I was about to give-up(I'd begun to think he just told me no to throw me off/confuse me) after 15 minutes or so the proverbial light-bulb went off. I of course asked if the place was it and he said "maybe" in his way that meant yes. This confirmation got me to thinking about how this place was kind of significant for us as being something more than friends all the way back in 2006(yes it's really been that long). Neither of us had really been to that specific location since 07. We'd been a town away last year. The siginifcance of the place got my mind wandering down the path of maybe it'll be this weekend(we had previously discussed a tiemframe to get engaged) but I quickly stopped that thought because I knew it would come at the right moment and I wanted to be surprised(I was). We get there and I'm excited the concierge even made a comment when we checked into our rooms. I made the comment that I was happy to be at the beach, away from the city, and not at work. (Little did the concierge or I know that I would have even more reason to be excited that weekend!) We drop off our stuff and head out for a walk on the beach. It was a beautiful clear fairly warm afternoon for mid/end of November. It was really nice and relaxing. After a little bit we head back in, clean-up, and went to explore the area. We found the local mini-golf and played a nice, fun, and challenging round. I'm normally awful and he is really good, but I'm very excited to say I got not 1 but 2 holes in one! He still ended up beating him but I tied him on the back nine. Alright back to the story. After mini-golf there was a playground next door and I'm a sucker for swings so we swung for a few minutes because it's just fun to be a kid. Next we went to find a place for dinner, we ended up at a local restaurant that we had eaten at the 2 years we were there for retreats. Last we headed back to the hotel grabbed jackets and went for a moonlit walk on the beach. (I guess this is where the story really begins but the whole weekend was amazing.) The night was perfect (I'd say picture but you can't capture those kind of evenings) It was cool and breezy, full-moon, gentle-waves crashing, white sand, got it pictured? Good, now think 10 times better. We start walking along enjoying the time spending with each other and he begins to say things. It starts to become a blur but I remember he said that: "You know most people wait their whole lives to find someone to spend it with and I'm so glad to have found you already." (heart melting? good, mine was too, still is) We paused for a moment and he said "I know we agreed not to get gifts for our anniversary but I have one for you and I think you know what it is." (At this point yes I did) He reached in his pocket pulled out a ring and said "I'm going to get down on one knee .. (he does) .. Will you marry me?" I'm not sure exactly what I said but I know the all important "Yes" was there. Then he said "so how do I do this? Which hand/finger?" Me: "This one" (helps him get it on the correct one) He stands up we hug and celebrate! I don't know if I can describe how happy I was/am and his face had probably one of the biggest/best smiles I've ever seen from him which only made me happier! The rest of the evening was spent in relishing the moment, calling important people in our lives, retelling the story, and then crashing.
If this is not a detailed enough account of the story, I'm sorry maybe if you asked questions it would trigger things I forgot or didn't think you'd be interested (such as what we ate or were wearing).
I'm tapped out on writing for now, enjoy!