Michael was visiting Vegas from Orange County for his 33rd birthday, and Alicia was there with her girlfriend for a weekend getaway from San Diego.
After circling Alicia while she was out of reach in the VIP section, Michael crossed paths with her after some carefully calculated timed planning.
Keeping her friend busy with champagne, Michael demonstrated only his best territorial peacock dance moves, eventually exchanging numbers; they went their separate ways for the night.
After speaking a few times on the phone, they found that they had mutual friends in common and met for a second time in Orange County on Alicia’s best friend’s, and now maid-of-honor, Constance’s birthday.
One week later Michael drove down to San Diego for their first official date on the day before Thanksgiving. He took her to dinner to Cafe Sevilla’s and they laughed a lot that night. From that night forward they were inseparable.
People had been asking when the Big Day was within the first year of being together. It became common for Michael to say that we were getting married, he just didn’t know when…
Thanksgiving has always been a very special holiday for Michael and Alicia. The trip to Cabo just happened to coincide with the “official” first date which was the day before Thanksgiving 2009.
With this in mind Michael called Alicia’s parents, David and Catie, got permission as well as advice on when to pop the question. Catie said to do it early and with that being said, he couldn’t have been more eager to get on one knee during the first sunset on a cliff overlooking the arches of Cabo San Lucas.
With the most romantic table reserved, the staff making everything perfect, an awaiting photographer, and even a telescope to view the rising moon. Tearing Michael proposed to Alicia as she accepted joyously laughing as he slipped the ring on her finger.