Wedding Week Day 2 – The Engagement
After a walk down the highline on our trip to NYC we stopped at Moran’s for a drink and a snack. We were visiting our good friends in the city and it was day two, so in normal post night out fashion, I was dehydrated. Bub had noticed that I hadn’t used the restroom yet and forced me to drink a ton of water… it worked (TMI?). On my way back from the bathroom I noticed a box sitting on the table in front of my seat. I stopped in my tracks and shouted “what is that?” Someone said a bum dropped it off and both our friend’s had cameras in hand. So I was pretty sure what was about to happen. I cautiously sat at the table and opened the box to discover 6… count ‘em, SIX, rings (from the amazing Blanca Monrós Gómez). He asked, I shook my head up and down… then I said sweet things like “shut the fuck up” and “you shithead.” I swear like a sailor when I’m happy… or surprised, or sad, or anxious, or excited, or… talking.
Our engagement was very us. It wasn’t hyped up over the top romantical. It was simple, in the moment, and in New York. The second love of my life.
What was your engagement like? Or how do you imagine it to be?