Our story is as follows:
We found ourselves in Palm Springs for a quick getaway that Steph earned through stellar performance at her job at WB-TV (the Dawson's Creek channel). I thought this would be the perfect setting to make my big offer. After some research, I had it narrowed to two stages, each with impressive candidacies. The first was a hot air balloon ride over wine country, where I would drop to one knee and make my pitch. The second was a romantic evening glide on the rotating aerial tramway to the top of San Jacinto Peak, where I would deliver my proposal at sunset. After carefully weighing my options I shrewdly decided that the balloon ride had too much risk... I could get nervous and fumble the ice out of the gondola and watch Steph's ring fall thousands of feet to the desert floor. Better to play it safe with the mountain option.
What my research failed to illuminate was that the world's longest tramway would take us through several "life zones", starting with American Desert Southwest, and ending with Canadian Tundra. I also failed to learn that the sun would set on the opposite side of the mountain. So decked out in American Desert Southwest appropriate attire, we arrived at the top surrounded by snow, a brisk breeze, and darkness. I contemplated my options as we dodged the unruly local youth who had made the same journey in order to have a snowball fight. Discretion is the better part of valor, and while I had no backup, I wisely decided to ditch this poor plan.
To commemorate the event 10 years later, we again drank champagne from 2 individual bottles, served in our toasting glasses from our wedding. I am so happy and humbled by the blessings I have been given. I love you more than ever, Stephanie.









