I was having a conversation yesterday with a soon to be famous rock star friend of mine (She was featured on billboard.com this month) about love, marriage, and the ever fantasized about engagement. Mind you, we had just gotten out from seeing the “5-year engagement” (Very cute movie – I have a secret crush on Jason Segel, shh! don’t tell anyone).
As we were digging into the $3 rack at Rainbow shop we happened upon this conversation.
Picture this…an expensive restaurant, the kind in
Manhattan that has no
prices on the menu and a dress code. In
a dark corner, with a gorgeous view of the NY skyline, and soft music playing
in the background, he proceeds to order a bottle of Pinot Noir to sip on as we
glance over the menu and stare lovingly into each other eyes. For appetizer we order the duck; that just
melts in your mouth as we feed it to each other. For dinner, we each have the aged steak with a
delish mouthwatering potato side dish. We
whisper softly into each others ears and catch each other glances, our eyes
sparkling from the small candlelight on the intimate table for two. Then, dessert, a small but absolutely
delectable seasonal cheese cake with a delicate lemon syrup drizzled
methodically, and a sprig of mint to finish off the plate. He proceeds to order a bottle of dessert wine,
that with its sweetness compliments every succulent bite. We have light conversation, with our heads
swimming with romantic/unmentionable thoughts, testing each other to see who
gives into temptation first. Then, after
a passionate kiss, he abruptly gets up and walks over to my side and proceeds
to kneel. My heart racing and head
swimming with passion and body nervously trembling, he pulls out a small ring
sized box and opens it and says “Helen, will you make me the happiest man in
the world, and marry me?”, I look at the shinny platinum setting 1karat
FLAWLESS diamond, and think to myself “God, I hope this fits”, and then proceed
to out loud reply, “Yes, yes!!”. We spring up to our feet and kiss and then he
proceeds to slip the ring on to my finger.
Now, after all that, you would think that this would be my ideal engagement, but…It’s not! Although I did get goose-bumps thinking about it, lol.
At this point my friend interrupts and says, “With a ring on its collar !?” and I look over at her and say “If he can buy me a house and get me a puppy, the ring can wait!”
So, there is no ring, or diamond attached to this adorable ball of fur, but instead he proceeds to show me around our adorable little home with 3 bedrooms and 1.5 baths that has a small deck in the backyard and a decently sized patch of green, oh!, and a finished basement. And we live happily ever after :)
Now I ask you, am I strange to have a fantasy like this for my ideal engagement? As much as my friend insisted that it was a very mature and smart engagement, I feel like maybe there is something lack luster about it as compared to the romantic dinner or spontaneous engagement that every other woman dreams about?
What’s your ideal engagement scenario?