I had a business trip in Las Vegas and franc went with me. We drove from Arizona and stopped at the Hoover Dam. We parked and walked it since I had never done this before. We were having so much fun and Franc started taking pictures and said to do the "Hoover Dam" pose. Of course I did not know anything about the Hoover Dam other than what I learned in school, so I had no idea what he was talking about. He let me know that you put your hands over your eyes, though he was not sure why, but new that everyone does it. Needless to say I did the Hoover Dam pose and did not think anything of it.

Franc suggested a romantic evening since we have never had a "get all dressed up" type of dinner together. No kids, and time to do it great, but I did not bring clothes for such a dinner. Franc went shopping with me on my free time to pick out a dress. I found this georgeous black dress, but almost choked on my own tongue when I saw the price tag. I opted for choice 2 which was a nice purple dress. We then shopped for shoes and jewlery. We stop and looked at a nice dress suit for him too. We decided on the day of our dinner that after I was done with working that I would relax and get my make-up done and meet him at the room at 4:30 and we would get dressed together and head out to dinner.

At 4:30 I head to our room and walk in the door and immediately start to get mad thinking that house keeping has been through our stuff and overly cleaned. Everything is picked up and out of sight. I look at the bed and there are my shoes and "under garments" laying on the bed. As I am dumbfounded I look at the entry table where I find a clutch purse, a braclet, earrings and a necklace laying next to a note that tells me how pretty I am and that I have until 5:00 to get ready and meet a guy named Aaron downstairs. Holy S&^$ its was almost 4:45! I look around and do not see my dress. After I giggle about the "what type of dinner is he trying to have thought" leaves my head, I go on the hunt for my purlple dress. I know that it is not in the main room, so I go into the bathroom where I left it- nope. I look in the closet thinking that he must have hung it up. Instead of the purple dress, there is the black dress that I fell in love with!

I quickly get dressed and head downstairs where there is a limo waiting for me! I get in and try to quiz the driver, who does not reveal anything. So I have no choice but to call my girl up and tell her that I feel like pretty woman with out the hooker part of course. The whole time thinking that he is trying to make this a really romantic evening.

The limo pulls up to the Venician and I get out and see Franc dressed up and looking YUMMY! We start to walk through the hotel to do the gondelet ride and I realize that walking in the shoes that we bought is not an option. We stop at a till store and buy Vegas flip flops, then two stores down I see these dressy flats that match my dress, so we stop and buy those too. Thinking that we are going to eat at the Venician, I am confused that he wants to head back to the limo after we take pictures.

Back to the limo and we drive to the Stratosphere. We go the Level 107 Lounge and take a seat in a nice cozy booth next to the Jazz band. It was a nice view over looking Las Vegas and right by the band. The waitress comes over and takes our drink order and food orders. I am HUNGRY, so I order wings. I did know what was coming. So we sat and talked and he moved next to me, then across from me then next to me. He didn't really touch his appetizer, and I thought it was because he had an upset stomach because I was turning into an expensive date (little did I know).

Now let me remind you that for the past 8 years, this man had drill into my head that we were not getting married. I think he spoke "if it ain't broke don't try to fix it" in his sleep. He even made sure that I knew this was just a romantic dinner and to not start thinking crazy thoughts. So I had learned to quietly start to "hate" anyone that got engaged. More like was extremely jealous that they were going to have a happily ever after and I never would.

So... we are sitting and the lady that is singing stops right before 6:00 (sunset) and says that she is going to stop and give a someone a chance to make this a beautiful night all of their own. Of course the first thing out of my mouth- " great some bitch is going to get proposed to and ruin my romantic evening". Then Franc goes to get up and I'm like "sit down your going to ruin someone night". When turned around and looked at me I knew at that moment. All I could say was "awe I'm that bitch". Franc took me by the hand and went to in front of everyone and gave me a beautiful proposal. The jazz singer then sang At Last and we danced in front of everyone.

When we got back to our room, I was ready to get out of my dress! He stopped me and and said "not yet", hit a button and music came on. We danced alone in our room to Happily Ever After by Case, and said that there was one more surprise. We went down stairs and went dancing. It was so magical.

Now, remember the Hoover Dam pose. So on way home we stop again and he has me do the Hoover Dam pose. A guy walks up and asks what I am doing. I am quick to say "I'm doing the Hoover Dam pose"!- thinking that this guy is now the idiot for not knowing what the Hoover Dam pose it. Franc starts laughing and turns to that guy and says "on the way up here I had her do that pose, we then got engaged, and now I am having her do it again!" My look- priceless.