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Got engaged Friday night!
My girl and I have been dating for 2 years and 7 months now, and this is something that I have been planning for the better part of this last year. I wanted to be special but at the same time catch her off her guard. It is something that both our families have been expecting for a while, even though I am still young 27 and she is still a baby at 22.
We have been shopping for rings for a few months now so I can get an idea as to what kind of settings and diamond cuts she would like better. We went all over the local NYC area, checking out the local mall shops, retail stores and the NYC diamond district. Meanwhile the whole time I already knew who I was buying the rock from. I was introduced to a wholesaler through a friend who bought a $20K, 3.4 carat diamond ring from him. I picked out the stone he sent it out to be certified, appraised and mounted by his jeweler. The ring is a nice piece and now that I see how it looks on her tiny lil hands it almost looks to big. It’s a 1.5 carat round cut. F in color and a VSII in clarity. I cant remember all the table, depth and girdle info off the top of my head.
So we went out for dinner on Friday night. I asked both her parents for permission first not that I really care what they say but just a courtesy thing. I invited my parents, grandmother and younger brother, her father, step mother, aunt, uncle, grandparents and a few lil rug rat kids. So we are done eating dinner and I am getting fucking nervous. the box is in my jacket and I just wanted it be perfect and a shock. I walked over to the bathroom and then turned into the kitchen. I told the waitress of my plans and she was ready to cry. I asked her if they had whip cream, she asked the chef and he said no but he would make some. I told him to put the box in the middle and cover it in whip cream with a few cherries on top.
They bring all the deserts out and place this plate in front of the two of us. I'm playing dumb, like what is this stuff eating the cherries. I tell her to try it knowing she isn't a fan of whip cream, in hopes of making her angry. I succeeded to get her pissed off and commented that there is something hard in the middle and she refused to eat it. Her old man asks her why is it hard she continues to poke and then realizes that there is a white box in the middle of the whip cream. She looks at me and says what is this? She then opens the box and sees the ring box, unbuttons the latch and starts balling. The site of seeing her cry so hard was great, knowing that this was one of the happiest moments of her life.
All in all it was a great night. The downside was her mother wasn't there, I couldn't invite her as well because her parents can’t stand each other for almost ten years now. I was over there for dinner tonight with my folks and we talked about it and ironed it out. The big problem now is planning for a wedding. We both have so much family and friends that it is hard to turn anyone away and if I don't invite an acquaintance of my father then it will be a sign of disrespect. My cousin is getting married in April and her and her fiance are over the $55K budget and are over their 250 people maximum. I am almost willing to say fuck it if the families want to celebrate let them have small lil parties on their own, this way I’ll save my self fifty grand in loans. I would much rather use that towards a down payment on a home.
Any way that's my experience. Not sure if either one of us are supposed to feel different, because neither one of us do. The only thing different is she has a ring on her finger that she gets to show off. I swear I’ll kill her if she looses the ring, before I get the insurance taken out on it.
~ed~
My girl and I have been dating for 2 years and 7 months now, and this is something that I have been planning for the better part of this last year. I wanted to be special but at the same time catch her off her guard. It is something that both our families have been expecting for a while, even though I am still young 27 and she is still a baby at 22.
We have been shopping for rings for a few months now so I can get an idea as to what kind of settings and diamond cuts she would like better. We went all over the local NYC area, checking out the local mall shops, retail stores and the NYC diamond district. Meanwhile the whole time I already knew who I was buying the rock from. I was introduced to a wholesaler through a friend who bought a $20K, 3.4 carat diamond ring from him. I picked out the stone he sent it out to be certified, appraised and mounted by his jeweler. The ring is a nice piece and now that I see how it looks on her tiny lil hands it almost looks to big. It’s a 1.5 carat round cut. F in color and a VSII in clarity. I cant remember all the table, depth and girdle info off the top of my head.
So we went out for dinner on Friday night. I asked both her parents for permission first not that I really care what they say but just a courtesy thing. I invited my parents, grandmother and younger brother, her father, step mother, aunt, uncle, grandparents and a few lil rug rat kids. So we are done eating dinner and I am getting fucking nervous. the box is in my jacket and I just wanted it be perfect and a shock. I walked over to the bathroom and then turned into the kitchen. I told the waitress of my plans and she was ready to cry. I asked her if they had whip cream, she asked the chef and he said no but he would make some. I told him to put the box in the middle and cover it in whip cream with a few cherries on top.
They bring all the deserts out and place this plate in front of the two of us. I'm playing dumb, like what is this stuff eating the cherries. I tell her to try it knowing she isn't a fan of whip cream, in hopes of making her angry. I succeeded to get her pissed off and commented that there is something hard in the middle and she refused to eat it. Her old man asks her why is it hard she continues to poke and then realizes that there is a white box in the middle of the whip cream. She looks at me and says what is this? She then opens the box and sees the ring box, unbuttons the latch and starts balling. The site of seeing her cry so hard was great, knowing that this was one of the happiest moments of her life.
All in all it was a great night. The downside was her mother wasn't there, I couldn't invite her as well because her parents can’t stand each other for almost ten years now. I was over there for dinner tonight with my folks and we talked about it and ironed it out. The big problem now is planning for a wedding. We both have so much family and friends that it is hard to turn anyone away and if I don't invite an acquaintance of my father then it will be a sign of disrespect. My cousin is getting married in April and her and her fiance are over the $55K budget and are over their 250 people maximum. I am almost willing to say fuck it if the families want to celebrate let them have small lil parties on their own, this way I’ll save my self fifty grand in loans. I would much rather use that towards a down payment on a home.
Any way that's my experience. Not sure if either one of us are supposed to feel different, because neither one of us do. The only thing different is she has a ring on her finger that she gets to show off. I swear I’ll kill her if she looses the ring, before I get the insurance taken out on it.
~ed~
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