So, DH and I are watching "The Five Year Engagement." For those of you who have never seen it, in the first few minutes the couple is driving down the road and he had plans to ask her to marry him, but she asks so many questions, she ends up ruining the entire plan.
Anyways, when DH proposed to me, I ruined his plans. He surprised me one morning, by waking me up at 4am and told me to pack my bags and be ready in 20 minutes. I had worked until midnight the night before and was so exhausted, but got everything together. We drove to the beach, watched the sunset and then drove to the west coast of Florida, where he rented a house on the beach for two nights. Anyways, his plan was to take me out on the beach at night and propose to me. We were hanging out on the porch, drinking wine. When he tried to get me to walk out there, I was so tired, I was like "Let's just relax here and be lazy and drink wine." He tried a few more times, but we just stayed on the porch. He ended up waking me up in the middle of the night, and slipping the ring on my finger. I feel bad I messed up his plans, but I didn't know!!!
So, DH says "This is making me mad all over again." LOL. Did any of you ladies mess up your DH/SO's plans when it came to proposing?

Re: Proposal Fails
Instead, we had a sweet proposal in our kitchen. But when I called my family, everyone was like "we thought he was proposing at the concert!" DH just couldn't wait.
He probably liked it b/c I was totally surprised the next day when it happened.
Yeah, he is a sweetheart.
I regret nothing, though.
He proposed at midnight anyhow (he took me outside so we weren't in the middle of the party). Some snarky friends still talk about how crazy it was that we got engaged at my ex's place, but to us, it didn't matter where we were. DH was set on proposing at midnight and that was that.
A few weeks later, we were visiting his parents. DH looked in the freezer, and he was like, "Oh, you only have x ice cream? She likes y ice cream, so let's go out and buy the right kind of ice cream." I didn't want to go because I didn't want his parents to think I was a brat about icecream flavors, I thought we should save money and it was a long drive to the store, and I was trying to eat healthier. DH insisted, and I also insisted, so we got in a fight about it. Eventually he convinced me to get in the car, and it turned out that he was taking me to a romantic lakeside gazebo to give me the real ring, and he was trying to surprise me. Then I felt like a brat for protesting so much about not wanting to go.
Food poisoning.
He waited until I felt better because it was a moment he knew we both would want to remember, and saying yes with puke in your hair isn't such a nice memory. I'm glad he waited.
We were out fishing on the dock and I looked over and saw a huge bulge in his pocket. Of course I pointed it out.
Then my friend said she had to go inside and get something, but really she was getting her camera so she could capture it. The sun was setting and I was at my most favorite place. It was perfect.
Oh, except I was sitting down for the entire thing. Oops.
Apparently he had already bought the ring but was trying to plan the perfect time to ask. I felt like a jerk, because it really wasn't about the day it was about how we felt for each other.
We were doing the long distance thing at that point. He had just returned home after a long visit. We had been on the phone, then online talking, came to the realization that we would rather be together and try than risk drifting apart or being miserable for the couple years it could take him to get a visa an other way. So, he asked me to call him because he needed to ask something that shouldn't be done online.