The proposal did not go as planned. At all. But luckily Kate still said yes.
It all started with my sister and parents planning an elaborate trip to Paris for Christmas 2010, and since Kate was pretty deep into our family already, she was also invited. Which became a bit of a struggle for her, as she would be missing out on Christmas with her own family. So we planned for Paris for about 6 months, having meetings with friends who had recently been there, scrouing the internet for tips and places to go when we could sneak away from the rest of the Pisano family. And I got it in my head that I was going to propose to Kate in Paris, because I really wouldn’t have to do much. Paris would do all the romantic work!
So I spoke with my parents, and we hatched an elaborate plan. My mother would carry our family ring to Paris with her (Elisabeth, Kate and I were flying separately from Seattle and they were flying direct from San Francisco). She would then hand it over early in the trip, I would do my thing most likely in front of the Eiffel Tower on the hour when it lights up and really makes a girls dreams come true. I spoke with Marilyn, Stan and Kerry the week before we left, telling them that I was going to propose to their daughter in Paris and everyone was very excited.
Then disaster struck.
Europe was hit by quite the snowstorm. Heathrow was shut down, people were spending nights sleeping on the floor. Flights were getting cancelled. Elisabeth, Kate and I were checking the British Air webpage every 15 minutes. My parents flight was direct to Paris, and their flight was going. Our flight through Heathrow was also flying, however Heathrow to Charles De Gaulle was cancelled, so we could only get as far as London, only to spend the holiday in the airport. The three of us decided that instead we would rather drive down to California and spend the holiday with Kate’s family.
But now what about this ring? Speaking with my folks they decided to leave it on their dresser in their bedroom, so that I could pick it up when we dropped my sister off at home.
So now instead of an 9.5 hour flight thinking about how to propose in Paris (where the city did all the work), I had 2 days of driving and had to come up with some sort of backup plan.
We left the same day we were supposed to fly, and spent the night at our friends Stacy & Ray’s house in Eugene. I talked to Ray about his thoughts, and we hatched all sorts of plans, but none of them really felt right, though we did have some great burgers and beers that night. The next day was the long haul fro Eugene to San Mateo. I had quite a few hours to think through things and decided that once we got to San Mateo I was just going to ask. But I had to do it with Kate alone, so I needed a plan to get her out of the house and on a quick walk.
When we got to San Mateo, I told Kate that I needed to stretch my legs a bit, and would like to go for a quick walk around the block. We had been in the car for roughly 10 hours so it only made sense. But Kate wanted to get back on the road down to Los Gatos to meet up with her parents. I kept pushing, and said told her there was a nice park two blocks away, and that I really needed a stretch since I was the one doing all the driving. So we went for a little stroll. I pointed out random things in the neighborhood while we walked, we talked about how weird it was that we were in San Mateo instead of Paris, and started to try and figure out some logistics of getting presents for people we weren’t expecting to see. Then we got to the park.
We started walking through the park and I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out a ring box. I didn’t even have a chance to say anything before Kate started crying. Mostly out of shock, as she was taken completely off guard, but I believe some of the tears were also happiness. I believe the first words out of her mouth were “what are you doing?” which quickly turned into yes.
We headed back to the house, and Elisabeth was waiting for us, and would have had champagne chilled had we not blocked the other car in with mine. we took a photo of us and sent it off to our family in Paris and then headed to Los Gatos. Stan and Kerry were very excited to receive us, I don’t think they expected me to propose yet, so there weren’t sure if they should be super excited, or just excited to see us. Luckily Kate walked into the front door, hand and ring first, which took any question out of their minds.
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| Moments after she said yes, and a 10 hour car ride. |
While it wasn’t exactly the Christmas that we were expecting, it did turn out to be quite a wonderful holiday!






