I remember a cab driver in London one dark night telling me about how he'd met his wife. He'd missed a train some twenty or thirty years earlier, (I'd missed a train myself - thus the cab) and he went into a pub to while away the time, and he fell head over heels in love with this gorgeous young woman at the bar. She was surrounded by blokes, but he went up to her and introduced himself. Turned out that she was from the West Indies, had been visiting on some exchange or business trip or other, and was heading home the next day. The people she was with were very protective, but he was totally smitten, and managed to convince her to accept his name and address and phone number and so forth.
Well, he'd evidently made an impression, because she did write to him. And he wrote back. And their correspondence flew thick and fast and amorous. And the next time he saw her - indeed, the first time he'd so much as held her hand - was when he flew over to the West Indies to marry her.
And he was STILL quite blatantly besotted with her, head over heels, couldn't believe his good fortune type smitten. Apparently much to the embarassment of his teenage daughters.
(Our conversation also took in Chaucer, as I recall, but this was the best bit.)
Fay, that was the best story to wake up to this morning. Thank you.
What a good topic.
DH proposed to me while I was asleep. Can't tell you much there. He refused to repeat whatever it was he said. And to this day swears I said yes.
A friend of mine proposed on holiday in sydney. A few months earlier he'd asked his girlfriend what her idea of a perfect weekend was, and some months later (after she'd forgotten about it) he set about recreating it. (Nothing extravagant, I believe it include dinner with friends, going to a show, and a picnic lunch on the Sunday.) Anyway, the spot he chose for lunch had a view of some cliffs. He'd got his sister to make her way there and drape a large cloth sign saying "MARRY ME GLENDA". By an enormous stroke of good fortune, that happened to be her name, and she said yes.
My DH proposed at 6 a.m. in my nephew's bedroom one morning when we were getting up to say goodbye to my parents who were driving back home after xmas. I answered, "you're crazy," but took the ring. I still think he's crazy and I still wear the ring, of course.
A friend has a telephone interview that she's nervous about (she hasn't had an interview of any kind since 2005). My best advice was for her to answer their questions and when she was done with her answer to ask them a question back so that there wouldn't be any long silences that she might feel responsible to fill. Anyone else have any good advice?
Fay's London cab driver is my new favorite.
Daniel has gotten up, gone outside, and started my car for me. I love him.
You know what's fun? FINALLY getting caught up in Bitches just in time to jump in the shower and leave for the day.
Hi, Bitches! Don't plan on seeing me much for the next four months!
And he was STILL quite blatantly besotted with her, head over heels, couldn't believe his good fortune type smitten. Apparently much to the embarassment of his teenage daughters.
That is the best kind of embarrassing to be, really.
Daniel has gotten up, gone outside, and started my car for me. I love him.
And now she's gone to a meeting. Woe.
Her car, Penny, starts up like a dream at 0˚F.
Now I have had hot cocoa, and it's time for eggs.
t Avoids breaking yolks into a smiley face like the song...
It is freaking FREEZING in Colorado this morning.
STBX proposed to me in his sleep at a movie. Ferris Bueller. When they are in the stock market and Ferris asks Sloane if she wants to get married. STBX woke up, asked me, then went back to sleep, so I thought he was joking. After the movie he said "I'm serious". Took me a week to say yes.
Did I mention the freezing here? And I'm on pins and needles awaiting certain news from California. I HATE being patient.
In the haze that is hitting snooze a million times, did I hear an interview on NPR with President Jimmy Carter announcing a peace treaty with Israel/Palestine? Or was it the start of the peace process? Or was it just a dream?
