So, I’m engaged!
A little over a week ago Rio and I were on our yearly trip to Denver to see my favorite band, The Head and The Heart. This year they had two back to back shows and obvi we went to both. With Rio having a press pass this year it made the whole Red Rocks experience like 10000 times better (we didn’t have to walk up that huge hill.)
So day two of THATH, we’re in the first row of general admission and like right smack in the middle of the band. I’m super distracted watching Josiah Johnson (former bandmate) backstage dancing and singing all the worlds like a proud parent and I’m LOVIN IT. Then Rio hugs me, kisses me on the head and says “babe, you know I love you” and starts kneeling down on one knee. At this point the 35 high school girls surrounding us are screaming their fucking heads off during the softest most beautiful song, I still feel terrible I ruined that song for people.
Anyway back to me, Rio gets on one knee and apparently I say “DON’T GET ON ONE KNEE,” I do not remember this, but Rio swears. I start crying obviously, look up and Kenny, the keyboardist is looking right at us with like the fattest smile on his face like he’s known Rio his whole life and he’s genuinely excited for us. The beautiful song ends and the other members of the band are like wait wtf, “what just happened over there,” Chairty, even says “I thought we just really hit the harmony.” So they are ALL looking at us with these huge fat adorable smiles, and they call us on stage to talk to us. At this point I’m pretty positive I’ve blacked out. We go on stage, we’re giving high fives, we’re hugging, I’m focusing on not puking in front of ten thousand people, and we talk to Charity. She says something about my awesome sparkle jacket and my response is “yeah, I wore it yesterday!” Why legs, WHY. She then asks us if we want to dance around on stage for the next song and celebrate. Rio and I look at each other and we’re like yeah sure, lets dance around in front of ten thousand people and look like total morons. Whatever it was fucking awesome! I would stop and look up sometimes and see all these people and this amazing beautiful venue and it was unreal. I so badly wanted to take a pic of my ring with the audience in the back but I couldn’t function, I was SO overwhelmed.
So the song ends and they politely kick us off stage after more hugs. I’m shaking, my nerves are through the fucking roof, and I’m starting to feel sick. Now this is where the story really gets good. We’re in the second row and I’m trying to sneak through the rope they have up to get easy access to the bathroom cause I need a second to chill the fuck out. Guard says no, he takes his job very seriously. So I walk through the crowd of 50 something people to get to the bathroom, this crowd just saw us get engaged and dance on stage like idiots and this crowd is going apeshit hugging me, taking pictures, touching me as I walk through. So sweet, but like legit ya’ll I’m about to puke my brains out. I barley make it to the bathroom before I blow chunks, my nerves are out of control and you should know I’ve always been a nervous puker. I go back to my seat, give myself a little pep talk and TRY to get my shit together. NOPE. I puke in the second row at the fucking RED ROCKS. My beautiful amazing husband to be blocks me, gives me water and gum, I look at him and I’m like, “yo, we gotta go.” We sweep all our shit up, I grab this girls empty beer cup thats in front of me and I bolt.
We aren’t allowed to leave the same way we came in where we don’t have to walk down that huge hill. Once again we’re met with someone who takes their job very seriously. So down the huge hill we go, we’re getting stopped every five steps by people congratulating us, giving us marriage advice, wanting to hug us. Mind you I’ve just puked, and I’m holding a cup that I had also puked in. Walking down this hill. Not my finest moment but you know what, it’s part of our story. We make it back to the car and I can hear “Rivers and Roads” in the distance I’m super bummed we had to leave, so we take a moment to just look at the Red Rocks one more time before we drive away and BLEEEEEG, more puke.
I mean personally, I think we have the most epic engagement story ever, puke and all. It’s funny, it’s us and it was SO BAD ASS!
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