Apr 08, 2006
We had planned a trip to Santa Barbara for the weekend. My FI Brent had originally told me that we had reservations at a place called Eagle Inn. When we arrived in Santa Barbara on Saturday, though, Brent said he had a surprise for me in Goleta (10 minutes north of SB). We pulled up to a place called Bacara, which turned out to be a lavish resort (with lots of celeb clientele). Brent revealed that he had booked a massage for me there because he had heard the spa was great. After my massage, I was presented with an envelope that contained a hotel room key. I found the room, which had a note from Brent indicating that we were spending the weekend there and a map leading me to where Brent was waiting. He was there, all dressed up, on a cliff overlooking the ocean. Then he proposed! I squealed with happiness (and then cried from joy, too). We had dinner at a great restaurant that night and continued to have the most romantic and enjoyable weekend ever.