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Ok. We had a date picked out and had begun referring to each other as fiance several months before the ring came. We were as good as engaged, but SFIE wanted to do it the old fashioned way. So of course, I printed out copies of the ring I wanted and emailed him sites to find diamond alternatives, and the list from theknot.com of awesome proposals and circled the ones I found romantic. But the proposal didn't happen. He had told me it would be after his birthday, but before our 18 month anniversary. I kind of thought it would be Valentine's Day, but it wasn't (his birthday is in March, but I thought he was throwing me off the scent). His birthday comes and goes. My birthday approaches a month after his. I started to get excited, since I'd mentioned a long time before that I thought that was cool.
And my birthday is here and we go out to dinner and . . . nothing. Now I'm starting to get a little worried, because we'd decided to get married a long time before, but we weren't 'engaged' until he proposed the old fashioned way. Was he changing his mind? What was going on? I finally asked him if he was changing his mind and he said he was not, but he really wanted to do it his own way, and I needed to let him.
At that point I was really ashamed and felt really bad when I realized how much I'd been pushing him and focusing on the proposal instead of our relationship, so I backed off. In return, he told me that he would propose before school was over.
So I went about my life and knew the proposal was coming soon, but nothing happened. Finally, the last day of finals came. I had the Senior Awards Banquet the following night, but Jason was leaving town that morning for a two week vacation at home. We went out to lunch, and grabbed Wendy's and sat in the parking lot under a tree eating. I finally took a deep breath and said that I didn't want to pressure him, but since he was leaving the next morning, what was going on? Had he changed his mind.
He sighed and said that I was gonna feel really bad when I found out what happened. And he told me the story. He'd found a white sapphire princess cut solitaire, which was just what I wanted, online. He'd ordered it with the help of a friend, but it had to be resized. The company offered to do it, but they had to send it elsewhere. Basically, the ring got lost in the mail. He'd wanted to have it to propose on my birthday, but it still hadn't arrived. The company had tracked it down and promised it would be there by May 7, but it wasn't.
So I felt awful and he laughed, and proposed to me over Wendy's, saying all the wonderful nice things men say when they ask women to marry them. He tried again, on one knee, when we actually got the ring, but we ended up just laughing, because we were stinky and dirty and sweaty from having moved him into his apartment.
That's how I ruined my husband's proposal. He still married me though, so I guess it worked out okay, and I like the story of the lost ring more than a standard proposal.
