A Proposal

I've been blog hopping and ended up at Wifespeaks. I've never been a reader of that in the past so I decided to drop in their site and see what's going on. It seems interesting enough, you write a piece about the topic of the day and link it back to their site or something like that. Since I've always been fresh out of topics I decided why not, give it a shot.

The topic for the day is about Commitment: How the hubby proposed. I thought long hard about this and what the hell, I'll spill the beans. After all, I'm old enough; mom can't do anything to me anymore, right? To my family members who might be reading this, let's just keep everything on the low down, okay? No need to ruffle still waters.

So how did the hubby propose? On a fairly normal day, just before we are about to sit down for dinner he asked what do I think about getting married already? I answered hmmmm. He then said that before we move to Boston (yup you heard right family members) maybe we should get married. I didn't move and just stared and said are you freaking serious? You're joking right? But no he was not. I didn't know what to say. To say the least I was shocked. I was not ready for this. He kept going on what he thinks it might be a good idea to get married already etc etc. I was beyond belief (and not from joy). I guess he eventually noticed I was not exactly jumping up and down and asked me if he should leave and I said yes.

It took me awhile to get over it. When I finally let him come back he said it really wasn't his idea it was someone else's and he was merely asking what he thought of the idea etc etc. I said we'll see. As I mulled the idea more and more, I increasingly became more amenable to it that weeks later mentioning the topic didn't make go into spasms.

Eventually, I relented and just before we moved to Boston we got married. Yup, a clear 3 years before our official wedding back in 2006.

After all is said and done, being comfortably married and thinking that it wasn't that bad. I campaigned for the hubby to give me a proper wedding proposal. The guy is clueless on how to do things so I said I wanted to be surprised and I wanted him to go down on his knees.

So again on another very ordinary day, while we were in bed, he suddenly got up, bent down on his knees and gave a small little speech how much he wants to marry me. I guess I forgot to tell him that I want it to be romantic as well.

So again I insisted that he re-do everything again and this time make it romantic. So on a not so ordinary day (mainly because we were on vacation in Singapore), while we were in out hotel room getting ready to go out, he again dropped on his knees and gave a prettier speech than before and telling me how much he wants to marry me etc etc. I guess his idea of romantic is not the same as mine. Sigh. At this point I gave up. What the heck, the guy is sweet in his own way, loves me a lot, puts up with my crap, what more can I ask?