When I propose to my wife, it was a long drawn out deal of making rosed appear over a course of 24 hours. She got home late... and I had a rose waiting on her bed, with her roommate's help, when she woke up in the morning there were 2 more roses on her alarm clock. When she got to her car, 3 more. Got to Work, 4 more, etc.... When I picked her up from work to go to dinner, she had 2 dozen roses.
For dinner I took her to O'Honas, my reason for that was as follows. #1 the first time we ever ate together, just the two of us, it was at Kona.... exactly 3 years prior to the date. #2 I was asking her to join my family, so O'Honas seemed like a good spot to do that.
During dinner I said, "I have a little something for you." And I chucked the ring box acrossed the table to her. This confussed her. She opened it, and inside was a shirt she said she liked from Margaritaville. (I used a vaccuum sealer from work to suck all the air out and make it fit
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Knowing my [now wife] I knew that after dinner she would need to use the bathroom, and I would be put on Purse duty. So while she was in the bathroom, I put the real ring box in the fancy ring box where the shirt was.
Also knowing my wife, and knowing the time of day. She asked if we could go see the fireworks at MK. I said we dont have time to get there, but we can watch from the beach of the resort.
While on the beach we were on a swing, I said "You didn't seem to like your present' she said 'no, it's just not what I was expecting.' To which I responded 'well, if you believe in magic maybe it will be what you expected.' Once again, she was looking puzzled by it. "Think about what you thought was in the box, and open it again." She opened the box, I slipped off the bench swing on to one knee and asked her to marry me with the fireworks begining behind me.
Afterwords, I had gotten us a room at DAK Lodge, I had champain on Ice, and two flutes engraved with our names, I remembered to point the bottle away from her when I opened it. I forgot to cover it with a towel... and pointed it towards the ceiling fan. The Cork hit the ceiling fan came back and hit her.... So close to a perfect story......