December 19, 2004
"It's About Time"
So I was faced with a conundrum... do I let her go home and hold on to this thing for a week and a half, having already asked for permission, or do I ask her the question and give her the ring.
Now, obviously the ring wasn't doing me a whole lot of good in my pocket. In fact, its large angular box was causing discomfort on a purely physical level, not to mention mental and emotional anguish that the unasked question was wreaking. Had I talked to her about marriage before? Yes. Was it almost certain that she would say yes? Oh, yeah. Would she kill me if I didn't get around to asking soon? You'd better believe it. Was I still nervous about asking her? Quite.
That said, I had even gotten the really hard part out of the way the night before when I called her father to get permission. I mangled the hell out of asking him, and really illustrated my ability to turn even the simplest of sentences into a convolusion on par with the Gordian Knot. But Anna's father was benevolent and saw it in his heart to ease my worries and give me permission to ask Anna.
So with permission to ask out of the way, here I was with this ring and this question and the awkward problem to solve. Oh yeah, and I was sitting in an airport, looking at the reality of being about 3 hours from letting her go for a week and a half... and I didn't want to do that.
I was out of cards, folks, so I improvised. It was sadly unromantic, and I regret not being able to do better with the time I was given, but I wasn't given much. So I asked her if she wanted her gift now or later. She said now, and thus she was offered the gift. She accepted and said "yes" to the question that came to her with the opening of the gift, and has thusly set my mind at ease... to at least this stage of things.
And so, we await May 8... the day of a celebration to which all of our friends are invited and which, hopefully, will be more romantic and less necessarily practical.
More details coming... stay posted. And in the meanwhile, see what my fiancée* says about the matter.
*Note the gender-correct spelling, Wilson.
Posted by Vengeful Cynic at December 19, 2004 12:49 AM | TrackBackMan, I have more weddings to go to...three in a week next month, one in April, two in May, and another in June. The three next month are all here in town, but the others are in Colorado, who-the-hell-knows-where, Iowa, and *scratches head* Nebraska maybe? I can't even keep them all straight. Anyway, the one in April will, without a doubt, be my favorite. And your lucky I took a week of vacation last year, or I wouldn't even be back in the country for yours.
Anyway, congratulations, and may God richly bless you and your bride-to-be.
Posted by: Tom at December 19, 2004 02:04 PMCongratulations -- not only for spelling fiancée correctly, but also for convincing one of my best friends to say yes. May your love always leave you as tongue-tied as you were on Thursday.
Posted by: Wilson at December 19, 2004 07:01 PMScholl be romantic? heh, maybe when hell freezes over but anyway congrats to the both of yall.
Posted by: Vaquero at December 19, 2004 11:35 PMCongratulations, my friend. May your new life be happy and blessed.
Posted by: Martinez at December 20, 2004 12:16 AMCongratulations. I was wondering when it would happen. It's about freakin' time.
Posted by: Randy at December 21, 2004 12:18 AMMy question is when are you actually going to ask her to marry you. All you did was give yer some sparkle.
or did you forget that part in all of your nervousness?
The question was asked. Are you going to now insist that the question is not valid lest verbalized? As a purported student of the liberal arts, you should understand that communication takes on many forms and not all of them are verbal.
In short, I did not forget... the question was asked. Just apparently not up to the standards of the peanut gallery.
Posted by: Vengeful Cynic at December 21, 2004 02:32 PMHmph . . . well, having known a little of this and that beforehand, naturally I've already said a little of this and that on the subject . . . Including urging you in no uncertain terms not to do exactly what you did. Which didn't make me laugh any less hard when I heard that you had anyway, btw.
I would have said something before now, but dial-up being what it is, and not being able to FIND YOU ONLINE has made that difficult . . . Oh, well.
Felicitaciones, pito.
Posted by: Blame Jared at December 21, 2004 10:51 PMCongrats!
Posted by: Rachel at December 24, 2004 12:41 AMThere is somethng about rings in the pockets of males that just burns a hole...making them willing to give them to young women in the most unromantic way. But as I can prove....it isn't the romantic way one ask that will keep you together for years but the fact that you finally gave her the ring and she said YES!
MoM