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December 21, 2002

Mmm, forbidden cake.

It's not like you've never said it was your birthday in order to get a free dessert. This really wasn't any worse.

We waited until we were just about done with the main course. We were in that picking-at-the-food phase where you still have a few minutes before the waiter comes along and tries to pimp the cake and coffee to you. "Do it," I said, "I dare you."

"You shouldn't challenge me," said the Lad. "You know I'll do it."

"Do it," I said bravely. He started to stand up. "No, don't do it, don't do it!"

"I'm gonna do it."

"Don't, don't do it."

"Okay."

"Okay. . .Well, okay, you'd better do it."

He stood up. "Um, may I have everyone's attention please?" he said loudly. His is a voice which carries. People gradually stopped talking and looked at him. "Thanks," he said. I looked suitably bewildered. "In a few seconds here," he continued, "I'm going to propose to this woman, and I'm a little nervous. So I'm hoping you all can help me out with a round of applause, just to get my courage up."

Well of course they applauded. And then he did the one-knee thing and said "So what do you think? You wanna do this?"

"Yes!" I said, looking suitably delighted and near-tears with joy. He took the ring off his finger, put it on mine, embrace kiss more applause. I'm sure you can imagine. "Thanks everyone," said the Lad, with that embarassed/happy smile he does so well. He sat back down and we glowed at each other for awhile while people gradually settled back into their lives.

Well I'm sure you can imagine what happened next: the waiter came over with a discreet slice of cake for two with compliments of the house. Making that the tastiest proposal I ever accepted.

You guys understand we're not actually engaged, right? We just wanted the free stuff. Did I make that clear enough?

Posted by didofoot at December 21, 2002 12:20 PM

Comments

Wow. You kids are full of surprises. I am suitably impressed. What kind of cake did you get as a result of this feat?

Posted by: kati at December 21, 2002 04:11 PM

whatever it doesn't count. you ate the cake, didn't you? that's binding, fools! in light of these new developments, i nominate kris and gene to give us our first group baby. get crackin'.

Posted by: erica at December 21, 2002 06:38 PM

kati: we got ill-gotten cake. the best kind.

mis d: it's too late. you KNOW ellie married me to michele over indian food. and I am no bigamist.

Posted by: didofoot at December 22, 2002 10:46 AM

That's ok, we'll take a baby out of wedlock. Of course you won't be able to show him around town, but you can make his room up real nice and educate him yourself.

Posted by: jason at December 22, 2002 12:01 PM

>"So what do you think? You wanna do this?"

this is simply perfect.

Posted by: peacock at December 22, 2002 12:21 PM

Wow, I am duly impressed. A story well executed AND well told!

Posted by: Jolie at December 22, 2002 08:23 PM

well-told, at least.

Posted by: diogenes at December 23, 2002 03:41 AM

yeah, but is it true????? oh please baby jesus.....let it be true.

Posted by: tracy at December 24, 2002 10:34 AM

Lies. Lies wrapped in lies!

Posted by: kati at December 29, 2002 07:20 PM

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