Women who are married or engaged?

We had been together for 3 years and living together for 2 when he joined the Navy. We never had plans to marry since it just wasn't that important to us, but we were strongly considering it when he went into the military. When he got out of bootcamp, we were walking to the car with his family who I had carpooled with. I asked him if I would be able to come with him when he gets stationed. He said yes. I asked "without getting married?" He said "No, we'll be married." I stopped and looked at him funny. He kissed my hand, gave me a wink and got in the car. No rings, no kneeling, no fireworks. It was perfect for me. I'm just not the kind of girl who wants or even likes that stuff. We didn't even have a wedding. We grabbed our parents and went to the courthouse when he got out of A school. But we did have a b****ing party in my hometown to celebrate. That was the part of the wedding I really wanted!

Not so sweet part. He was so excited about getting married, he wanted to elope to New Orleans when I went to visit him while he was in A school. He told me via text message while I was at work. I got the text after a store meeting and two of my friends had to walk me out of the store because I went paper white and started having a panic attack. We decided against that. I needed my daddy there to give me away. Although later, I found out my dad was a little upset that I didn't just call him. He said he would have flown down to New Orleans with me and given me away before he went off to party with my aunt and stepmom. Ah, parents.

No proposal. It was more like this:



I also got married in my living room, no wedding dress and no guests (and no it was not a shotgun wedding ). Long, boring story. Bottom line is I detest DRAMA of any kind and refuse to be part of it so I basically told everyone to F off and did it the easy way. :drinker:

My husband didn't propose. We just discussed marriage and then we went and picked out a ring. :laugh:

Having a perfect proposal (or any proposal at all) just wasn't that important to me. Might not be for everyone but it worked for us.

Hubs and I lived 7 hours apart, so we got together on weekends. One particular weekend 14 years ago, as we snugged on his couch soon after I arrived at his house, I felt something in his pocket (no, not that! lol). So, he takes out....a ring box with a beautiful engagement ring. He never did ask me to marry him...I just screamed "YES!!!"

Mine wrapped up 12 roses individually for xmas morning. I unwrapped each one which had a saying that meant something form our time together. The final one said "Will you marry me?" and when I looked up he was on one knee holding out the most beautiful ring with our son beside him waiting for an answer.... He did it xmas morning because it is my favorite day of the year... It continues to be a favorite holiday in our home!

Proposed while on holiday.

Had a very small outdoor wedding with parents & siblings only. I wasn't comfortable with even doing that but I had to compromise.

Mine was so nervous all evening that I knew he was either breaking up with me or proposing, but he'd been dropping hints for a while so I suspected proposing.

Mine wasnt nervous at all. I would have suspected it if he was. I did initially suspect it but he was so calm I thought there was no way he was going to.

The first time was before we even met face to face. I mentioned in an email that I liked Beavis & Butthead and made an excellent Chicken Quesadilla, and he replied, "Will you marry me now, or later?" :laugh:

There were a few other not-quite-proposals like that, but no formal engagement. After we'd been together two years, we'd been trying to plan a "perfect" wedding that would be good for both his family and friends in Maryland and mine in PA. Then we decided that the ceremony itself really didn't matter. BEING married mattered more than GETTING married. So we eloped at the courthouse with both sets of parents. His best friend from back home was able to come up and was "best man." My "maid of honor" was a court reporter who happened to be walking by. It was so simple and perfect and just ... us.

We're together almost 14 years, and married almost 12.

My hubby knew darn well that I would never agree to a surprise proposal. In fact, he knew it was unlikely I'd agree to any type of marriage proposal, so he did it very carefully.

He dropped an obvious hint, and then dropped the entire conversation. He made his intentions clear and then waited for a few months for me to come around and agree to it.

Basically, I told him how pissed I was that all of my friends, family, and acquaintances were pressuring me to get married. I described a particularly annoying comment from one of my classmates and then he said, "If I had a ring, you'd have it by now."

Ahhh *kitten*... There it was. I said, "What?!" He said, "you heard me. Now pass the milk" or something like that. We continued our meal or whatever it was that we were up to at the time. This happened in April 2003.

Then, in August, after a whole summer of (literally) carrying me around after my foot surgery, we were at Bed Bath and Beyond looking at silverware. I have no idea why two crazy college kids were looking at a fancy set of Oneida, but we were. It was an $80 set of silverware and we picked it out because it would last a long time. Sneaky! It was at that moment, with the silverware in the car that I realized what was happening. I was planning my whole life together with him. At that point, I admitted that it was time to go ring shopping. He had been taking care of me in sickness and in health and picking out stuff for a home when we weren't even close to living together yet. I finally admitted to myself, to him, and to the rest of the world that I could be tamed and he was the only person I ever wanted to be with for the rest of my life.

My hubby and I had talked about getting married for months and I knew he picked out a ring (I didn't want a part in picking it out, I wanted it to be a surprise). We made our annual trip to the amusement park 3 hours from home to do their coasters and haunted houses and on the way up he was really quiet. We got settled in our room and we were laying in bed talking and he jumped up, couldn't wait any longer, he was so excited, and asked if I wanted to see the ring. LOL what was supposed to be a proposal never happened. I happened to think it was adorable that he was so excited I didn't care!


Btw i hate drama too and we got married in my living room with only family present. It was a 2nd marriage for us both and we didn't want drama or hassles.

I just got engaged on May 3rd :-)

My fiance is currently living 45 minutes away and taking care of his mother who is dying and on hospice :-/ That means we do not see one another from Sunday evening until Friday evening.

On May 3 (a Friday evening) my fiance called to tell me he was on his way but we needed to do something first. Sorry for TMI but we usually get straight into bed when he arrives on Friday because we're dying to be together. This time I wondered what we needed to do and I felt a little bit worried. I had been off work for about an hour and taken a quick bath so I was in glorified pajamas...floral print cotton lounge pants and a t-shirt. I expected to put on nice clothes once I knew what it was we needed to do.

When he walked in the front door of my house, we immediately started kissing as usual. Then he suddenly got down on one knee, right in the middle of my living room, and he was very shaky. He pulled the ring box out of his pants pocket and asked me if I'd marry him...still very shaky. Silly me, I said, "HOLY SH** is this really happening right now?! YES!!!" Then lots of yes yes yes and we both cried like babies and kissed each other etc. Finally whilst kissing & crying, I put the ring on and tossed the box onto a chair.

On the balcony of our townhouse, after climbing a ladder, while dressed as Luigi (I was dressed as Mario) in front of all our friends at our Halloween party, some of whom were holding giant bunches of flowers.

Our first kiss as an engaged couple was whilst wearing fake moustaches.