Is there a right way to propose?

After what has probably been a few long months, I have experienced a few major changes in my life so far. So much so that I think I’m gonna have to break it down into different blog posts.

I thought I would start of with the biggest life change in my life so far; I am now engaged. Yes, me and my girlfriend (now fiancée) have decided after 5 and a half years to get married. I have always had a massive idea about how I thought it would/should be done, I think every guy does. You know what I’m talking about – take the girl to it he most expensive restaurant in the world, get down on one knee, expose a rock so large you can’t look directly at it without fear of going blind, and give the most important love felt speech in your life. Suffice to say it did not go down this way. It ended up being a sporadic, on the spur moment, driven by impulse. It was a nice summer’s eve, and my girlfriend and I were sitting in the garden. I looked into her eyes, and I asked myself what I was waiting around for? I knew I wanted to be with her, so what was the point in waiting around? It felt right.. and I asked her.

I have always put pressure on myself to do it the “right” way. I want to give my girl everything, including the romance she deserves, and I had plans to achieve this. So initially I kind of thought I had let myself down by proposing in this way. But the more I thought about it, and discussed this with my fiancée, the more I was happy with the way we’d done it. The thing is I as many other people I know are not earning that much money, and that if I were to save up £2000+ for a ring it would take a fairly long amount of time. In the current job market, there is no way in hell I’m going to be able to get that sort of expendable cash quickly, and to be honest we’d rather put that money towards getting married sooner. To us its more about the love between us, and these physical things aren’t that important to us, we just wan’t to be together.

Now don’t get me wrong, if you know your other half wants to be spoiled and you have the money to achieve this easily then go for it, there’s nothing wrong with that. But don’t be fooled into thinking that is the most important thing to a proposal. What matters is the love between you, and if you’re both on the same page, and you both know you want to spend the rest of your lives together then why wait?

I’m tired of being stuck on the same page of life. I’m ready to start a new chapter right now.

5 Years – dedicated to my other half.

This day, 5 years ago something wonderful happened to me…

It was Wednesday 17th of January, and this quirky hot girl from my Classical Civilization class and I had been talking on MSN messenger for an inordinate amount of time now, probably for a good month. I wasn’t sure why (we never talked in class), but nevertheless, we did have some fun conversations ranging from our families, to how we had an adopted Camel that she had somehow thrown out of the window. This Wednesday night another one of our friends (that we both new) came to me on MSN and said “Chris, about her, what do you think?” – and then it hit me. Well lets be honest, I was 17, she was a hot girl – of course I fancied her, but I never in a million years thought she fancied me too. It blew my mind. This friend passes messages between us because we were both so pathetically shy that we wouldn’t talk to each other directly. The end result was that we both knew we fancied each other, and yet neither of us had said it to each other directly. Roll on a weekend of nervousness, and the following Monday before our next Classics class I decided to call her outside school surprising her with a single rose. She seemed happy and we separated so no one would guess what was going on and STILL we hadn’t actually confirmed anything.

That night ANOTHER friend (incidentally the boyfriend of Z at the time) messaged me that he thought she was waiting for a kiss… I knew this and yet I still I didn’t know how it was going to happen. The following Wednesday, the 24th January 2007 we went for a walk on the heath, and sat on a bench. After a good 15 minutes a finally plucked up the courage and sealed the deal.  And that was the start of my amazing journey with her.

5 years on and I think its amazing how we grew as a couple. We are no longer the shy people we were when we first got together. We’re always communicating, if not too much.  We have both supported each other through highs and lows. We have helped each other grow into adults and seen each other change -for the better. I have graduated university, she next year, and I can’t wait for the next stage of our lives to begin together. Its kind of like we’re starting again because we’re in a new stage of our lives, but we have this amazing backbone to help us go through the amazing journey together.

I know its not very long, but she knows that this for me is a lot of effort.

Just know I love you.

Here’s a mini-slideshow of us throughout the ages. 🙂

The Weather

I’d hate to do a post about the weather. We all know that a conversation about the weather is a social signal pointing to someone who has nothing better to say, but I saw something on the news yesterday that made me laugh.

On the BBC 10′ o clock news was an report on how disappointingly grey it was this August. We had a heatwave in April and they predicted (again) that this summer would be the hottest ever. Instead we got the coldest August since 1993. I’m sorry but what were they expecting? This is the UK! I can’t remember the last time we’ve had an exceptionally hot summer!

Now Italy (where I’m going in two weeks) is another story. It’s reported to be a good 33-37 degrees in Cagliari this week, and it has no signs of dropping. I can’t wait for some beach action heheh :D.

–Edit–

I am aware that I posted a comment days earlier about how crap the weather has been lately haha. The difference between this situation and I is that this was on the national news, and the report suggested surprise! There is nothing surprising about bad weather in Britain. 🙂