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how it happened
Bowing to pressure from bellatrixx, here's the skinny on how Wolfie and I became engaged.

It actually started in WalMart about three weeks ago. Our anniversary was coming up, and as we were checking out, he asked me what I wanted for an anniversary gift.

"You know how we can't get married just yet because we can't afford it?" sez I. "Uh-huh" quoth he. "It costs nothing to get engaged," sez I. "No, it doesn't," quoth he, "but I can't afford a ring for you." "Maybe not a diamond," sez I, "but I don't want one. Silver will do me nicely."

So we got home, and I hopped online and found Crystal Realm, where there is a wide variety of posey rings. "Any one of these would be lovely," sez I. "I'll leave you to it."

Our anniversary came and went with no present for Tashabear, but that's okay, as I was full to bursting with yummy delicious Italian food. Last week, I took the day off from work. Mental health thing. There came a knock at the door, and lo and behold, it's the UPS guy... with a small package addressed to Wolfie. I signed for it, and left it on Wolfie's chair for him to find when he got home.

He tried to tell me it was Hydroshocks (a type of bullet) for work. Fast thinking, but who was he trying to kid? I've put more lead downrange than any of his previous girlfriends; I know how much bullets weigh, and that package was too light. I let it slide, though -- 'twould have been tacky to call him on it.

So a week elapsed, with me getting progressively more agitated. At least he put the box away by Sunday; I was starting to think it was taunting me. (Paranoid? Who, me? What have you heard?)

On Tuesday, Wolfie got a new job. If you're reading this, you've probably read about that, so I won't elaborate further. Yesterday, I decided that we needed to celebrate, and that furthermore I needed a steak, so I took him out to a local steakhouse, where I proceeded to get uncomfortably full on an amazing meal. Wonderfulness ensued throughout the rest of the evening...

Around midnight, I'd shut out the light to go to sleep. He was holding my hand (I should mention here that he sleeps on my left), and fumbling around in his bedside table. I thought he was looking for earplugs (yes, boys and girls, the she-bear snores), when I felt him sliding a ring onto my finger.

"What's this?" sez I. "A Hydroshock," quoth he. I turned on the light, and there it was. He was grinning at me like an utter loon, and I was likely grinning back just the same.

"Isn't there something you need to ask me?" Yes, I needed to hear the question.

"Will you marry me?" quoth he. "Yes, I will marry you," sez I.

No down-on-one-knee, no strolling violins, no complicated subterfuge (though I still don't know why he tortured me for a week, and I intend to find out when I get home). It was completely and utterly perfect.

Like I said, life is good.

i feel: giddy giddy

4 trips or shoot the rapids
bellatrixx From: bellatrixx Date: April 10th, 2003 12:05 pm (UTC) (base camp)
""A Hydroshock," quoth he." <-----------the exact moment in your story where I lost it and cried like the little sorority girl.

That's even better than I ever thought an engagement story could be.

But I would have torn open that box. James would tell you. I have nowhere near any kind of restraint. You're superhuman!
perspicuity From: perspicuity Date: April 10th, 2003 03:08 pm (UTC) (base camp)
aw, that's so cute and sweet :)

though I still don't know why he tortured me for a week, and I intend to find out when I get home

because mu ha ha you deserved it AND it was a test :>

you passed. because you deserved it :)

i KNOW someone that would deliberately not open packages
because it drove the other person batty *not knowing* even
if it wasn't for them, or intended for them, or anything but
they would never open someone else's thing and take that joy
away. heh heh.
emmacrew From: emmacrew Date: April 10th, 2003 05:38 pm (UTC) (base camp)
wrog Had my engagement ring for a good couple of weeks before he gave it to me. I think he was intentionally delaying so as to not be too close to Valentine's day, because getting engaged on Valentine's day is just too utterly cloying. But boy was I ansty knowing he had it somewhere, I know just what you mean!
From: reasdream Date: April 12th, 2003 03:01 am (UTC) (base camp)
*bounce!* *bounce!* that's the best story ever! *bounce!* *bounce!*

(instead of bouncing I ought to be telling you how glad I am for you and everything, but I'm too happy to be articulate and instead I'll just keep bouncing and grinning like a fool).
4 trips or shoot the rapids