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Oh no, we're that couple

We are. That couple. The couple that gets engaged with no foresight of a wedding. No idea when, where, how, when, why. No intention? Well two years ago this July 4th Rick presented me with a gold, diamond and ruby ring while we stuffed our faces with devine French food at a prestigous inner city restaurant. My immediate thought when the little green box appeared on the cheese platter was "aw man I just want to get that cheese into my preggy belly". I was around seven months pregnant and had been salivating at the thought of celebrating Rick's birthday just so I could use the occasion to get some soft cheese into my belly. I'd brought it up at least twice before the night, just to make sure Rick would indeed allow me to order cheese in my state. So this ring box is sitting next to the rockfort and gruyer and I literally huffed in frustration at the delay. I decided to ignore it and picked up a cracker, only to realise that Rick, our waitress, and the executive chef were all watching me, waiting for my reaction. When I opened the box and saw the dressy-but-not-traditional ring I thought it was some dumb joke. Thanks to the eager squeaky voiced waitress we established the obligatory "yes, yes!"es and got back to the cheese.

- I think I've told you this story before -

Anyway, at that point in time I had no intention of following through. I doubt Rick did either. We both just thought it was 'proper'. And I'll admit, even though the ring isn't really what I would call pretty in any way, I was relieved to have something to flash to those older women on the bus who tsk tsked at me for being up the duff and unmarried. But something has changed. Sure, we had the kid and bought a house and opened up a combined bank account and went on a family holiday. But I think the real change happened around the time we worked through some huge issues with infedelity and potential love children and trust. Somewhere in the past 18 months we've come to find peace and love in our union. So now we've wandered into a few jewellers looking at real diamond rings, and even bought a few bridal magazines. Now we realise we became that couple, and this year we are really cementing our status as That. Couple. So we're making some plans. It's freaking me out, but we're making some plans.

Oh, and I'm not up the duff, pee test confirmed that today. No idea why I'm having weird symptoms and loopy dreams. Maybe I took two pills somewhere this month and didn't realise.

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robotty
Mar. 16th, 2010 07:39 pm (UTC)
Hey cheese head, I loved this blog. I love this line so bad:

Anyway, at that point in time I had no intention of following through. I doubt Rick did either.

HAHA. Amazing. You are not That. Couple. You're too weird too be normal. In a good way.

I hope you're happy. You have a pretty (chubby) baby and friend! :-)
path124
Mar. 17th, 2010 12:03 am (UTC)
All I can say is do what you want, when you want. It certainly sounds like this is the right time for you both.

Who gives a stuff about old women on busses? Our friends had both their kids before they were married - 1st child when she was 20, 2nd when she was 22 or 23 THEN they got married. Do what works for you all and never worry about pleasing strangers.

I am excited for you though. Wedding planning can be fun, if you let it be.

Enjoy this stage in your relationship.
jacq22
Mar. 17th, 2010 11:01 am (UTC)
Make the wedding all YOURS, do what you both want, not what is expected, you can be 'that ' couple or whichever couple, just go with what feels right for you.

Have fun, and keep that fresh attitude to life, its brilliant. I love your way of thinking. Now go and hoe into the soft cheese..... It must be so hard to decide, times are different.

(I wasn't the gooey type, didn't fantasize about marriage, it just sort of happened as we wanted to emigrate to NZ!) But look what happened to us, still here.....51 flaming years of hard graft! (only kidding)
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