“It was our two year anniversary and Alex had bought tickets to a philharmonic performance near Lincoln Center.  We got dressed up and while in the cab realized that we didn’t have a reservation for dinner anywhere.  Alex said, “Let’s just go to Del Frisco’s,” and he made a reservation…or so I thought.  The concert was in the late afternoon and when it was over he suggested that we go and “say hi” to the fountain at Lincoln Center, since it’s my favorite place and we never get over to the West Side anymore.  It was a little chilly so I was complaining that my legs were cold and bemoaning the wind.  When we got there Alex took me to a very specific spot, which I thought was a little weird, but was so happy not to be in the wind anymore I didn’t think much of it.  He told me to close my eyes, so I did.  I thought he was just going to give me a present, being our anniversary and all.  He was taking an inordinate amount of time doing whatever he was doing, but amazingly, I still hadn’t caught on.  Finally he said, “Ok, open your eyes.” He told me to put out my hands, then he took my hand (the wrong one at first!  He was so nervous!) and began his proposal.  At the end he got down on one knee and pulled out the most perfect ring and asked me if I had plans for the next 80 years. I sort of scream/inhaled and fell to the ground to hug him.  Everyone who was in the area started applauding, but I swear I didn’t even notice.  I also didn’t actually say yes – he had to ask me, “So that’s a yes?”