The Proposal (revised)

Paul flew in to the Buffalo airport to spend Thanksgiving in N.Y. with me. We had already gone ring shopping in Reno in October and selected a ring. Paul had already spoken to my parents to request permission to propose and knew that he had to do it that night or someone would probably slip up and tell me.
After dinner at the Anchor Bar (A restaurant whose fame came from being the birth place of Buffalo wings), Paul said he would drive and went to Riverside Park in the city. Upon arriving, Paul realized that the web site that showcased the park as a vast and lush expanse had lied. It was more of a kids' park with soccer fields, swimming pool, basketball courts and such. There was a gazebo across the highway overlooking two other highways and another highway and the river lol. Since it was only about 5 degrees or less outside, Paul's plan to play a song on his guitar did not work, as it was also too cold. After a few minutes, we started to head back to the car because it was REALLY cold. On the way, Paul stooped down by a tree in the middle of the park. I warned him not to throw a snowball and then got ready to run, take cover and fire back if necessary. I no more than said that and Paul was down on one knee, proposing . All I could say was, "I think I would cry, but I think my tear ducts are frozen."

One more glitch....

The ring that we'd selected would not be ready for a few weeks due to the extensive work required to complete the detail in it to upsize it. In the mean time, Paul had purchased a solitaire as a " faux ring," so he would have something to propose with and something for me to wear.