There was this period of silence earlier this week, and I feel the need to explain.
It started Monday afternoon with a phone call to my sister, informing her that I’m getting married to Kwei. Becky got all excited and asked me how it was done…
When I told her that it involved a train and cell phones, her response was…
“I can’t believe that you proposed to her that way.”
You could hear “YOU DORK” tacked on the end of that sentence, but she was too nice to say it.
And, then she said, “Did you at least send her flowers?”
My response was a rather chagrined “Um… Er… …no?”
Poor Kwei is marrying a total and absolute Klutz when it comes to being romantic.
Anyway, my sister went on to tell me that when I got off the phone from her, I was to buy the BIGGEST bouquet of flowers that I could find and pay AT LEAST a hundred dollars for them, more if I had to.
Properly chastened, I went online to look for flowers to send to my favorite person in the whole world.
A hundred dollars didn’t get you much.
A hundred and FIFTY dollars didn’t get you much.
In fact, I wasn’t terribly impressed by the THREE HUNDRED dollar flowers. I was stumped. I don’t like doing things by half-measures, and this was starting look like one.
Then I had this thought. What if there’s a flight out to Philadelphia… and if it doesn’t bankrupt me… and…
And, there it was.
Right about that time, Becky calls me back and tells me that she has an engagement ring to give to Kwei, from my paternal grandmother who was a wonderful woman, and would have loved to have Kwei wear her ring.
So, I left the house at 4 a.m. the next day (Tuesday), carrying a vase with 24 long-stemmed roses and an engagement ring. Eleven hours later, at 3 p.m. I was at her door in Philadelphia.
It was quite a moment.
Two hours later, I had to start back to Indianapolis, but it was worth it. Totally.
Now, we feel engaged.
Thanks also go to Anna for pointing out how un-cool it was for me to blurt out my proposal via cell phone, while Kwei was on the train. It was VERY un-cool, but I couldn’t help myself. I’ve lost my mind, I tell you. Totally lost it.
Just don’t tell Kwei what she’s getting into, and it’ll be okay.