Saturday To-Do List....
My Saturday's are pretty typical.
Sleep in a little. check
Run some errands. check
Clean the house. check
Decide on what to eat for lunch. check
The Big Guy asked me to marry him. Say What?
Yep! That's right! The Big Guy asked me to marry him.
I know you want the details. That's typically what people want to know when someone tells them, "Yeah, I got engaged this weekend." So, here they are.
How he did it
The Big Guy asked me while we were driving home from running errands.
insert the raised eyebrows here because you've just realized that there was no romantic dinner, sunset on the beach or bended knee.
The Big Guy asked me about my Christmas list because I only put two things on it. He asked me why only two things. I said it was because I couldn't think of anything. He said, "Oh, I thought you were hinting at a something."
I said, "What, like an engagement ring?"
His reply, "Yes."
I said, "Of course not!" (I'm not like that!) I then asked, "Why, did you buy a ring?"
He said he didn't but he's been thinking a lot lately on how he was going to ask me, when, where, all of those details. It then dawned on me. Was he asking me now?
So I asked him, "Are you asking me to marry you?"
He then looked at me and said, "Yes. I think I am! Do you want to marry me?"
I looked at him (while I'm driving 70 miles an hour down the road, mind you) and said, "Of course! yes!"
And that my friends, is how it happened.
When is the big day?
Not set yet and probably won't be until at least 2010, if not later. We are in no hurry.
What does the ring look like?
No ring...not yet. I'm giving Andy some ideas and we'll see what he decides.
How do you feel?
Happy that it's over. I know it sounds silly--but honestly, when you know that you're going to spend the rest of your life with someone, it is one of those things that you really just want it to happen. I didn't want the bended knee, the romantic stuff. That's not us. Asking me in the car? That's so us.
I of course freaked out a bit. It wasn't the freak out of "Oh goodness, what have I done?" It was the freak out of the fact that I didn't feel any different. I don't feel different. I'm not a blushing bride. I'm not a giddy girl. I'm not buried knee deep in bridal magazines. So I wondered....is that bad? Am I supposed to be over the moon? Am I supposed to be calling everyone in my cell phone & address book?
Thankfully, my friend Amy said that what I was feeling was normal and that when she got engaged, she also didn't feel any different.
Thank God. I thought I was the only one in this boat.
Are you looking forward to the wedding planning?
That would be a big, fat, NO.
We're going simple. In fact, we're looking at doing a big ol' weekend reception/gathering rather than a wedding. That's more fun anyway. And more "us".
Can I tell you what I'm really not looking forward too? I'm really not looking forward to The Questions.
Have no idea what the questions are? Oh....sure you do. In fact, if you're like me you're guilty of probably every single one on this list.
*When's the date?
*How did he ask you?
*What season are you getting married?
*Will you have a big wedding party?
*What are your colors?
*Who is going to be your maid of honor?
*Have you found a dress?
*Where will you have the wedding?
And then, of course, after the wedding there is the ever popular question...
*So, when are you going to have kids?
I am just not looking forward to that. And what's sad is that there are people out there who get offended if you don't answer their questions and label you not so very nice names. I'm sorry, but your innocent question is one that can actually be draining.
I know...I know...how can "are you having marble cake or vanilla cake" be draining. But it is. And a lot of people don't think about that. It's like walking up to a woman and asking her if she's pregnant. You walk a fine line asking those questions. Therefore it's just best to not ask at all (at least I think so.). If I want you to know, I'll tell you!
I'll get off my soap box now.
And I'm off to change my facebook status because the Big Guy just told me that I spelled marry wrong. I spelled it "merry" not "marry".
I'm blaming it on Christmas shopping today.