
It WAS a surprise! Mark had sold me on this story that his fellow intern (and accomplice), Aaron, had invited us to come along with his family to St. George. We were meeting them bright and early at a golf course, so we left Provo at 4 AM. It wasn't until we are driving past St. George that I realized that something else was going on. I asked Mark where this golf course was and he tells me it is just past the city - we were almost there. Now, I'm not a golfer, so for all I know, there really is a golf course just past St. George, but from what I recall from that drive, there is nothing but desert and rocks. A few minutes go by and he finally gives me a box and tells me to open it. Surprise! We are headed to California and he's got the whole weekend planned. Now this was a tipoff that something special might happen this weekend, but at the same time, I could easily think up of reasons as to why it wasn't going to happen then. I decided to opt for Mark's philosophy and keep my expectations low and just enjoy a quick weekend getaway.
The rest of the weekend went mostly according to plan - we spent more time at the Chilean consulate than I would have liked so there was no San Diego Zoo - but it was great to be in California with Mark again! I got to meet some more of his friends, see fireworks up close and personal, and spend time at the beach. I couldn't ask for better. Mark really treated me all weekend. So Saturday came around and based on "the plan" we had a bike ride, dinner at BJ's, and watching the sunset at the beach scheduled for the day. Now, if I was to bet money on when he would propose based on when I first saw the weekend schedule, I'd pick sunset at the beach, but again, I was trying not to get my expectations too high, so I tried not to hope too much. The bike ride was wonderful...people in southern California are spoiled!! I can think of no better way to spend a morning, afternoon, or evening than riding along the beach with the sun, ocean, and palm trees.

So sunset comes around and we're hurrying to the beach so we don't miss it. We find a parking spot, walk past the crowds having bonfires, get our feet wet in the waves and find an empty lifeguard tower (tower C). While we watch the sun disappear and the sky turn from pink and yellows to blues and grays, Mark gives me a letter "written in anticipation of this moment." I open my letter and start reading. I force myself not to see too far ahead but my eyes are itching to get to the end...I think I know what's coming...and sure enough, the letter ends with "Will you marry me?" I turn to Mark and ask him, "Really?" and he tells me "Yes." He brings out the ring and I'm completely surprised that it's really happening. I remind him that he needs to put the ring on my finger and tell him "yes, absolutely, of course." (Why wasn't it convincing, btw? I told you 'yes' in 3 different ways) We made our way back and had a great dinner at BJ's. :)