My husband proposed to me twice. We will be married for 22 years on Feb. 23.
I met my husband on the Internet. I was living in Dallas and he was in New Jersey. He is originally from Florida. After a year of talking we finally met in New Castle where we now live. We immediately were attracted to one another.
After meeting, he finally moved to Dallas so we could be together. We were out with friends at a restaurant and my friend said to him, “So, when are you two going to get married?” A few days later we went to the Reunion Tower (which rotates so you can see the whole city) for dinner, where he gave me a music box. There was a little drawer that came out and when I opened it, there was this beautiful diamond ring.
He took my hand and said, “I want to spend the rest of my life with you — will you marry me?” Of course I said yes! Eighteen years later, he woke me up and said, “If you aren’t doing anything tomorrow, will you remarry me?” I laughed and said, “Yes!” We got remarried at First Baptist Church with family and friends.
 

Justin and I met in college in 2009. While we were dating, I shared my dream — being proposed to at a major sporting event, never thinking it would actually happen.
One day, Justin surprised me with Steelers tickets. Justin is not a Steelers fan (his one flaw) so I figured Justin only got tickets to propose to me there. Unfortunately, it didn’t happen and I gave up on my “sports marriage proposal.”
Fast-forward to Sept. 11, 2011. Justin surprised me with Pirates tickets that he claimed he “received from his boss.” Justin told me that his boss had extra tickets so Justin decided to invite our families and friends to the game. I had no idea that this was all part of Justin’s secret marriage proposal.
In the middle of the fourth inning, Justin, in front of our family, friends, and many Pirates fans, got down on one knee and asked me to marry him with the words, “Christina, Will You Marry Me?” lit up on the Bucco Billboard in the background.
I was elated.
Looking back, I’m glad the proposal was entirely unexpected. The Pirates didn’t win that game, but I sure “scored” the man of my dreams.
 

I knew I had the girl of my dreams when I purchased “the ring” on my birthday — Oct. 17 2001. That week, I ordered two tickets for the Pittsburgh Symphony Holiday Pops at Heinz Hall in Pittsburgh for the Dec. 23 show.
Inside Heinz Hall, they have a reservation-only restaurant that seats about 40 called the Mozart Room. It’s as classy and elegant as you can get. It is decorated with red velvet and fine white linens, especially for Christmas.
The plan was to attend the symphony first and then have dinner after. Well, my soon-to-be fiancée, who looked so stunning in her long, black dress, had no clue that I managed to reserve the Mozart Room for 30 minutes ALONE with her!! I had the ring inside my suit jacket when I handed it to the host, and he planted it in the champagne flute glass when brought out.
As I am telling Kim how much I love her, the glass with the ring in it is right in front of her. As I got up with the sound of the symphony playing in the background, she noticed it, and I got on my knee and proposed. It could be in a Hollywood movie.
Kim was ecstatic. The whole place acknowledged the event. It’s going to be 10 wonderful years with Kim on May 10, 2013.
 

My husband, Sean, proposed to me at my favorite restaurant, Fox’s Pizza.
He pulled a box from his jacket pocket. I said, “Sean, what’s that?”
Then he told me he melted down all of my jewelry and made a crown to represent me as his queen. It had five holes, and in each hole there was a diamond that represented the two of us and our three children at the time.
He said, “I want to ask, would you please marry me and become my wife so that I may become your king for as long as we both shall live?”
 

Twenty years ago, on Feb.14, I had my first date with Rich Magazzine. Rich brought me three red roses on our first date.
The first date went well and eventually our romance blossomed. One of our favorite places to visit was Fellows Riverside Gardens at Mill Creek Park in Ohio. I loved looking at the beautiful roses in the gardens.
In June of 1993, Rich arranged a date at the gardens. After arriving, I was admiring the flowers when a park ranger approached us. He appeared agitated and began questioning why I had picked some flowers. I explained to the park ranger that I had not picked the flowers but he continued to argue with me.
What I didn’t know was that Rich had arrived earlier in the day and asked the park ranger to create a diversion. This would set the stage for what would happen next. While my attention was now focused on the ranger, Rich got down on one knee next to the roses and asked me to marry him.
We married on Dec. 18, 1993. I carried three and half dozen red roses at our wedding and the church was decorated with red poinsettias.
 

My name is Anjelica Marsh. I am 23 years old and here is my engagement story!
I work for the Pittsburgh Pirates as a ballgirl. I sit on the field and toss foul balls into the stands. On May 30, 2012, I was finishing up my shift on the third-base side and started to make my way to the opposite field. As I began my journey through the crowd to right field, I turned the corner and noticed the Pirate Parrot down on one knee. I looked down and noticed a box peeking around the parrot’s arm.
The parrot stood up and behind him was my prince charming, Andy. He was down on one knee and had asked me to marry him. As soon as I said yes, a whole section of people behind me began to clap. He had invited about 75 of my family members and closest friends to attend the game that night and caught the whole proposal on video, which is also on YouTube.
He was supposed to work that night. He had the whole night planned for about two months. I got the rest of the night off to spend with my newly engaged fiancé as well as my family and friends. It was a night that I will never forget. 
 

The Rachmaninoff Piano Concerto No. 2 had become the soundtrack to our courtship, as we often had it on in the car as we drove to dinner or dates.
When I found out the Pittsburgh Symphony would be performing the piece, I immediately purchased tickets. As a pianist with a background in music composition, I wanted to propose to my wife by writing her a song, and this concert would provide the perfect opportunity.
We started the night with dinner at the same restaurant as our first date. We then walked to Heinz Hall and thoroughly enjoyed the performance. After the concert, I made an excuse to wait around until everyone had left. I then asked Megan if she’d like to hear me play a piece.
She worried we might get into trouble for using the piano, but I told her we’d be fine (I had worked out special permission with the Heinz Hall staff months before). I then proceeded to play a piece I had written for her, expressing my love.
 It wasn’t until I sang her name in the chorus that she realized the composition was for her, and then it hit her — I was proposing. She started crying, and then I teared up and could barely get the words out. When I finished the song, I got down on one knee and asked her to marry me.
She said yes, and the one remaining janitor gave us a round of applause!
 

I had convinced my wife it was just a date day since she’d had a bad week.
I started with a dozen roses and the first poem clue of a scavenger hunt. I had gone to 10 locations of significance to us and placed a personalized poem clue that I had written there, each leading to the next location. Some clues required her to do something of meaning at each location, like ordering the drink from our first date at Panera Bread.
I videotaped her reading each clue and the last one was at Moraine Park, where we went on our second date. It was a long poem about what she meant to me and the last line obviously was, “Will You Marry Me?”
 Then, to cap it all off, her whole family was waiting for her at the house with a sign saying, “Congrats!”
 

Justin’s proposal to me was quite unexpected, even though we had been dating for several years.
He came to my house to take me out to dinner for my birthday and he had several presents with him. I opened the first present and found a pair of shoes that were not only NOT my style, but were two sizes too big. I started to laugh, and he said, “The older ladies at work said those are really comfy shoes ... I couldn’t remember your size.”
I was a little hurt by this but I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. I opened the second present and pulled out a bathing suit (OK, this could have made sense, my birthday was in June). The bathing suit was a size XL and I wear a small. This time, I laughed only to stop myself from crying.
I turned around to ask him what he was thinking, and he had pulled a ring box out of his sock. (Apparently, while I was opening the bad presents, he had been fiddling with his socks, but I didn’t notice.)
Before I could say anything, he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. Of course I said yes, then he made sure to tell me that the other presents were fakes, to throw me off track. It worked.
I still have both the shoes and bathing suit and a cute story to share with friends.
 

I was sitting on the couch watching TV when my boyfriend at the time came in from work. He was excited to tell me that the company he was working for was having a contest.
He said whoever could figure out this puzzle would win $500. I said, “No problem; I like puzzles.”
I sat for about an hour trying to figure out what pluming had to due with a puzzle. Finally he sat down beside me to help me fill in the blanks. This is what the paper he gave me looked like. He said, “TRY THIS. W I L L Y O U  M A R R Y  M E.” He got on one knee and presented me with a diamond ring.
“OMG! YES! YES!”  I shouted.
He really got me. We laughed for a couple of days. I will never forget that day. We have been together now for 17 years and married for 10 and have a beautiful son together.