Friday, October 20, 2006
If that’s all you need to know, then you’re done here. If you’d like more details please read on…
After 4 lovely years together, your favorite ex-pat couple is engaged. It all happened the first night we arrived in Krakow, Oct 11th. We had just eaten a delicious meal of spaghetti Bolognese, Gouda cheese, and Polish porter, when Bhadri asked me to dance. As we stood up to groove, he asked me to hold on a sec while he went to the bathroom. Apparently that porter had created an urgent situation because I was thinking, “what a romantic moment…” I oh-so-briefly entertained the fantasy of him proposing when he got back, but quickly denied it. Little did I know, he was getting the ring ready. He’d kept it in his wallet for the past few weeks, and completely hidden it from me. He’d even asked my mom and dad for their blessings while we were in Oklahoma. I was completely in the dark. Of course my sister Molly had figured it all out on her own just by sheer observation, but I was clueless. When he came back in the kitchen and we had a beautiful dance. After the song ended, he got down on one knee and proposed. I remember thinking, “he’s totally messing with me!” And then he pulled out this gorgeous ring, and my crazy inner dialog was struggling to believe it. All of this internal drama apparently made its way to my face, because Bhadri said I was gazing at him with this distorted, furrowed look of shock.
When I went skydiving, they said it would take about 3 seconds after you jump from the plane to realize where you are and what you’re doing. That’s about how long it took to realize that Bhadri was proposing, that this was real. It was all a blur, but I know I said, “Are you serious? Of course I’ll marry you!”
I’m sure you girls want to know about the ring, of course. Well, I will say: he done good. You all know that I don’t wear much jewelry, but when I do I want it to be meaningful. On Ben Chomiak’s recommendation, Bhad looked into Gallery Jewelers in Austin. There he found my ring and it’s just perfect. The diamond is European cut from pre-1919 and the setting is from the 50’s. When I look down at that hand, I’m still surprised to see it there.
Bhadri extends his apologies to Ben and Manny, there was no in-flight proposal with the help of the flight attendants. He also extends his apologies to my dad who suggested he pretend like he found it in the corner of the room and then propose while he was down there.
Posted by Beth, Bhads, Baby Noa & Booster at 7:11 AM