Amanda Moncus… that has a nice ring to it…
Sunday, April 2nd, 2006I just realized that I haven’t posted here in literally 3 months. Can I get any more slack? Yes I can. I am most slack because I didn’t write about the most important thing to happen to me since I got saved.
On January 23, 2006 on Saint Simons Island, GA, I asked Amanda Beth Crosby to be my wife! Strange thing is that she actually said “yes”! Who would have thought I’d have lucked out (uh, or rather, be so blessed) to get the most wonderfullest girl in the world. I am sad to say that all other single guys must settle for less than the best. I am sorry to all who hoped for a girl like Amanda, but alas, God only made one of her. Her sister is single though… 
And all the girls are wondering, “How’d you do it?”. You can read the full story on our wedding site, http://www.chrismoncus.com/thewedding/, if you want, but I’ll give the quick summary for those of us with ADD.
On January 20, 2002, I met Amanda at First Baptist Church in Brunswick. We were introduced, went bowling with the youth group, IM’ed and phoned each other, became friends, started dating a few months later, became a couple in September of that year, got really serious and eventually expressed interest in marriage. This went on for over three years and then there we were in January of 2006.
With our four-year friendship anniversary approaching, I saw it as good cover for the proposal. Only then could we get dressed up, go out to a nice restaurant, and take a walk in Neptune Park without much suspicion arising. I was previously scheduled as a leader at a retreat that weekend, so we had to postpone this date until the 23rd. I set aside the 18th to talk to her dad and get his blessing. That’s a story in itself. Read that here. Short version… I was nervous as I could be, asked his blessing, he said that he’d be honored… “PHEW!”.
So we went out that Monday night, January 23rd, to J Mac’s on SSI. Afterward we went on a walk in Neptune park toward the lighthouse and its gazebo (the only place with light out there!). With my guitar in hand I sang a song I wrote for her. Toward the end I dropped my pick in my guitar. With a dumb look on my face I asked her to help me get it out. I needed her to hold her hands out and catch it if it falls so that I won’t lose it.
I flipped my guitar over and shook it. Nothing came out. I shook it again and reached inside, telling her I almost had it. A little fumbling around inside and the ring fell out of the guitar into her hands. It was duck taped to the inside lip of my guitar. I set my guitar down and grabbed her hands. I got down on one knee, leaned in, and asked her to marry me. She said yes! Woohoo!
So here we are. We’re finishing up wedding plans and also getting ready for another BIG event in our lives. Read the next post to find out whats up.
