Today, is my fourth anniversary of when I proposed to my wife.
As promised, here’s the story of how it happened. The story’s one of my favorites, and it even includes an international political figure who’s still in the news today.
It all started a few weeks before our trip to Toronto. I was on an oc transpo bus heading to walmart to get a few things. I knew I had a big trip coming up and I wanted to get her something special.
My attended reminded me that they sold engagement rings at walmart. At first, I was skeptical of buying it at walmart. It just didn’t seem like something that I’d buy at walmart.
I walked in and headed to the counter to look at Rings. After about 15 or 20 minutes, I found the one that I wanted and thought that would look good on her finger. All I had to do was figure out how to propose to her.
The next few weeks were rough on me. I wrote, and rewrote the proposal. I’m not the type of guy that follows a script. When I did comedy, I would often improvise on the spot during my set. Needless to say, this wasn’t an easy task.
As weeks turned into days before our trip, I was getting more and more nervous every day. Soon it was time to go to the train station.
We arrived at the Ottawa train station, not knowing who was going to be in first class with us.
While we were waiting in the train station’s vip lounge, we saw Luba Goy. Luba Goy is a lengendary Canadian comedian, most notable from the Royal Canadian Air Farce. Sadly, I remembered her most from being on Mr. Dressup and other kids shows.
For most of the ride, she sat elsewhere in our section. At one point, she walked by us to use the bathroom. On her way back, I yelled out, hey, I know you. From there, she introduced herself and she asked to join us. I must admit that I was a little starstrucked, just because she’s a comedy legend. At the time, I was just a few days away from my first comedy gig. This was a pretty big deal to me.
She stayed with us for the rest of the trip, which was about two hours at this point. She was a great lady, very interested in us and our story etc. She even called me a few days later and literally left a 5 minute message on my voicemail. I was sad that I missed her call. I tried to contact her, but had no luck.
As if that wasn’t odd enough, there was someone else sitting near us, who’s pretty well known too. As it turned out, The President Of Afghanistan, Hamid Karzai was sitting beside us surrounded by bodyguards.
At first, I didn’t believe it, but Luba Goy, and my wife confirmed it. I googled him when we returned home, sure enough, it was him. He made small talk with us for a few minutes, which was pretty neat.
Our train arrived, and we headed to our hotel right across the street. We managed to get a suite at the Fairmont Royal York. The room was HUGE, and I could actually use the bathroom. I can’t even do that in my home.
The moment was soon to arrive. I decided that I wanted to be comfortable, so I proposed to her just wearing boxers. She was wearing something comfty and sexy as well.
All I truly remember from the proposal is saying that I want to tell her something. Apparently, I freaked her out because she thought I was mad at her or something. That’s not a good way to begin a proposal.
As it turned out, she said yes, and I later found out that she was hoping that I’d ask.
We went to bed after that. Believe it or not, this was the first time we were able to sleep together. The reason is because I was still using a hospital bed at the time, and it was just a single bed. In fact, whenever she stayed over, she’d have to sleep on the floor. Needless to say, we didn’t really sleep that night in Toronto.
The next morning, we ordered room service. I managed to frighten the guy with an overly friendly hello from my bed, which was about 40 or 50 feet from the door. Hey, I got engaged, and spent the night making hot, passionate love. I think you’d be pretty happy too.
We spent a few hours sightseeing in Toronto and went up The CN Tower, which was my second time there at that point. I went back one time since, which was the following summer.
A few hours later, we headed back to Ottawa. There wasn’t anyone famous on our journey back, but we had a train load of memories.
Tonight we’re heading to a revolving Roof Top Restaurant to celebrate.
It’s not as high as The CN Tower, but it’s not easy to when you’re still on top of the world, four years later