~Thursday, December 27, 2012

Things I wish I didn't overhear on Christmas

  • I was laying in bed at 10:30 pm in Washington DC. The flight didn't go so well. There was so much turbulence that the insides of my stomach had become the outsides of my stomach. Twice. And there were no barf bags on our row of the airplane, so Abraham and I were the collateral damage. The airplane steward meekly handed me a wet paper towel. To make things worse, the traffic circles of DC had me resting my head out the window of Abraham's sister's car. So I was laying in bed while the rest of Abraham's family was visiting in the living room. I heard two words very distinctly, "Propose" and "Christmas," followed by an exasperated Abraham, "SHHH."

  • Propose... Christmas? But Abraham is Jewish. I knew he wouldn't propose on Christmas in front of just one half of my broken family. My mother didn't put up a tree this year. My father told me no one else was coming to his house on Christmas. I put the thought out of my mind, and, frankly, I forgot about it.

  • We had finished Christmas at my mother's house and I began the hour-long drive to my father's. Abraham was pretty insistent that I find a gas station to stop at so he could buy some beer. It struck me as odd because my mother makes him more nervous than my father does, and he didn't even drink at my mother's. Abraham got beer and began drinking it immediately at my father's house.

  • By this time we had been traveling extensively for the past 6 days visiting our different families in 4 different states. I was fatigued. My head drooped into the couch pillows with my cosmopolitan in hand. I was fighting a bad cold. Abraham said he was going outside to visit with my father while he grilled the steaks. Abraham is shy and has never spoken to any of my family one on one, but I wasn't being any worthwhile company myself.

  • In the car while we were driving home, Abraham announced that my father wanted to meet his parents. Apparently my father even offered to drive halfway up the East coast to meet them. My father is a very outgoing person, and I was a little surprised I didn't hear my father say this five times at the dinner table. I never heard him say it at all. 

  • Abraham's mother kept phoning him. Once when we were at my father's house, once in the car as we drove home and once again when we reached his home. The only person to call like that is my mother, not his. Abraham walked out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him. Usually he talks to his mom on speakerphone.

  • And then it hit me: the beer... talking to my father alone outside... my father wanting to meet his parents... his mother's incessant phone calls... the secrecy... propose... Christmas... 

  • Abraham had asked my father permission to marry me.  

21 comments:

bluemoon said...

Oh wow. :o Waiting for the rest of this story!

Dawn said...

One word:

YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

cd0103 said...

You are just evil. I can't believe you stopped there!

Sarah said...

Abraham's the evil one. You know as much as I know!

heisschic said...

your poor tum! i'm sure a wet paper towel fixed everything. smh.




but goodness!
it's coming!!! i mean, i'm sure you knew a proposal was in the works to begin with... i'm sure you guys have talked about it... but isn't it, just a teensy bit, a little more real now?!?!

i'm envisioning the scene from bride wars where the kate hudson character bursts into the bar with an "I"M ENGAGED!!!" before the actual proposal. and i love it.

Lpeg said...

Woooohooo!!!!! So excited to hear when and HOW!!

Breeza said...

This is so exciting!!!!

Mummy Dearest said...

Best Christmas ever!!!

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Msh3ll said...

I was proposed to on December 22nd, we've been together 6 years. He gave it away that he was thinking about it a few months back, but I ignored it. Then, a couple of mutual friends gave it away, for example:

I go to the bathroom, and our mutual friend blatantly asks him "so, proposing?" and he says "shhh"...

giveaway #1.

Then, I was on the phone with another mutual friend explaining that we'd only stay a little while at her gathering as we were celebrating our anniversary. Then the questions "ohhh, what are you guys doing???".. ugh, I don't know.. "do you have anything in mindddddd...".. ugh, no.. do you? "nooo i know nothinnnng"..

Ugh, gee, thanks. LOL.

I'm happy for you "Sarah". Much love, love your blog.

The Mad Inscriber said...

You covered him in vomit and he still wants to marry you. :-D

Je m'appelle Danielle said...

Maybe it will be on New Years? That would be cool, it seems like he wants to make it legit before you guys start "living in sin" hahahhaa!

But seriously, sounds like good things for 2013! I can't say 'congratulations' because its all just here-say as of now...

Miss Chevious said...

what bluemoon said: waiting for the rest of the story! congratulations!!

Tex In The City said...

HOLI MOTHER OF MARRIAGE!

Tex In The City said...

HOLI MOTHER OF MARRIAGE!

Tex In The City said...

That post was so nice I had to comment TWICE!

katielookingforward.com said...

AHHH!!!! Love it! Of course he could still be planning for something a few (or more) months out, but so exciting!

Englandia... said...

CLIFFHANGER!!!!!WOMAN! TELL US!

Bathwater said...

wow, that is the way it is supposed to be done. Very nice.

musingsfromtheashes said...

Such a gentleman. Can't wait to hear the rest! :)

Angela said...

Over a week ago, I was thinking that the title of your blog is no longer true. :D Yay!!

 

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