Nerdguy and I got engaged in a now-defunct Olive Garden. It was the summer after we graduated and he had already moved to Ottawa for work, but came to visit for the weekend for my birthday. He acted weird all through dinner. I thought maybe the high-tech nerds in the Canadian version of Silicon Valley were more hard-core than I (or anyone) had given them credit for, and he had picked up a drug habit, or maybe he was sleeping with the girl from the cafeteria and he didn’t know how to tell me. I tried to ignore it and at least get through my free tour of Italy and chocolate cake while alternately plotting a drug intervention and a double homicide. Just while I was finishing ironing out all the details and cobbling together an alibi he pulled out a ring and asked me to be his wife.
He told me how nervous he was waiting to pop the question. Although that was nothing compared with the terror that he felt when he realized that my parents were going to be pissed that he was stealing their only daughter and taking her to live five hours away. He was sure that I wasn’t the only one that was going to need an alibi that weekend, as he really hadn’t thought this through by proposing while he still had two more nights to sleep under my parents’ roof.
We had been talking about marriage for a long time, so I don’t know why he was so nervous, but I do think it’s sweet. If he was that worried, imagine how much of a wreck these guys must have been:
WestJet found J.P. and Mike buying engagement rings at Michael Hill Jeweller north of Toronto and flew them and their girlfriends to Barbados for a romantic proposal. But WestJet got to choose when the proposals happened and it was all on camera. Nerdguy couldn’t get through a plate of spaghetti without acting like a drug-addicted adulterer – I don’t know how these two guys managed to keep it together.
Nerdguy and I just celebrated our 15th wedding anniversary on February 5th and we returned from our honeymoon on Valentine’s Day so I always get the urge to travel at this time of year. Barbados is looking mighty fine right now while I am sitting here in the middle of an extreme cold alert. WestJet has a Valentine sale on right now to get me there (starting at $224.65 from Toronto) – you don’t even have to get down on one knee Nerdguy – I’ll start packing!
Disclosure – I was compensated to write this post. All opinions and alibis are mine.