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.