After dating for somewhere between 5 and 6 years, I have finally asked Heidi to marry me. I did it a week ago Sunday at Washington Square Park. While developing this master plan, I decided that I wanted to do it somewhere that was very New York. My original plan was to take the Roosevelt Island Tram over to Roosevelt Island and do it in front of the Manhattan skyline. Unfortunately, the tram has still not resumed service since the incident that left all those people stuck over the East River, and from what I understand it is not expected to be back up and running for several months. So, after much thought, I did it near NYU where we met some 11 years ago.
We were there hanging out, watching people and listening to a high school jazz band perform. I told her that I had something for her in my shirt pocket. After she did a few cartwheels and what I think was a half-roundoff, I put the ring on her hand and she said yes.
I had wanted to post the news last week – I REEEEALLY wanted to post something last week. But since we were headed to NC for my niece’s graduation party over the weekend, I was afraid someone from NC might read. I certainly did not want to steal her thunder. I am so proud that Sheila is grown and done with high school.
We waited to tell my mom after Sheila’s party Saturday night. At that point, we’d already asked that the family join us for lunch the following day, so on Sunday I first pulled my sister aside to tell her and then we told the rest of my family. I don’t think anyone was too surprised since we’d already mentioned that we were looking for a place to live. (A few of you even commented on that.)
My mom’s always said two things when it comes to my – her baby boy’s – wedding. 1.) Send her the pictures when it is over. (She’s a very strong woman and she’s afraid she’ll make a scene in public. Or 2.) Make sure that I give her enough time to buy a new dress. She claimed that either way would be fine, but five minutes later we could tell all bets were off and that she wanted to be at the wedding.
There are no details yet. We’ve come full circle. I had always thought that I would want some gigantic wedding. Now, the logistics seem pretty overwhelming. We’ve gone from A.) running away without telling anyone to B.) planning a small destination wedding with the immediate family to C.) throwing a gigantic celebration with everyone we know.
this point, I suggest you check back often. I may just show up one day already married.
I do have a new respect for the whole process. Not so much the traditions, formalities and all that crap, but more who and how you tell. Furthermore, when and where you plan to have the event. And most importantly, who to invite.
I feel very fortunate. I feel like I have lots of friends. Before posting this, I only told a few people. Really, I wanted everyone to find out this way. Yes, I am a dork.
There are so many people that I want to invite. This has made me very reflective. Really, I’d like anyone who I know and wants to come, to be able to partake. However, I’m not so sure that’s possible today, especially in NYC.
That said, for now, I have to be a jerk. Though I want everyone to come, for now no one’s been invited. (I say this like we even have a date set.) In the event we do have some public-ish ceremony and we are able to invite people, I don’t want anyone to feel obligated. I just want anyone who does get to come, to have a good time.
More to come on this, I am sure.