The FI and I met while studying abroad in London for a year, and broke up when our graduate course finished. After 5 months of keeping in touch, we decided we wanted a life together, and that he should immigrate to America for the better career options. But then we found out that the only way to do that was to get married… eeek!! I decided we need a lawyer to have our visa app done right, and he gave me the go ahead to start looking for one. After about a week of calling around getting fee quotes for a “fiance visa,” I asked told him we had a problem… (this is all on Skype video chat, which was our main form of communication). He was really puzzled and couldn’t figure out what the problem was, so I shyly told him, “Well, in order to apply for a fiance visa, we… well, we kinda have to be engaged.” He laughed and said, “yeah, I suppose we do.” I just felt awkward and was like, “Sooo… ?” He laughed again and said, “Do you want to be my wife?” I just kind of nodded and smiled like crazy and said yes about a million times, then had to get offline. I was getting ready for a performance (I’m an actor), and told my costars, “I… I think I just got engaged.” That was February 3rd of this year.
Fast forward to June, about a month ago… I flew into Norway, and after a few weeks we started to look at rings. I was really in a hurry to get one, and he was pretty hesitant. I think that’s because it became “real” then. We got into a couple arguments about this, and even talked about calling the whole thing off. Well, we made up, he let me drag him to exactly 12 stores, and ended up buying me the most gorgeous ring from a Norwegian silversmith. I just put the bag in my purse, and he asked me if I was going to put it on… I said, “nope, you have to give it to me.” Later that night, we were sitting on th couch relaxing after the long journey (3 hours) home. He asked me where my ring was, then ran to get it out of my purse. I was laying down, and he layed down next to/half on me with the ring box in hand. I nugded his knee, and he laughed and put it on the ground. The he said, “Will you marry me?” I smiled and put my left hand out, and he slid the ring on. Then I cried and hugged him and whispered, “We’re engaged for real now.” 🙂
I didn’t get the fancy surprise proposal with the diamond ring, but ever since that night we’ve been in that gooey stage of engagement that we never got in the first place. And our wedding is in 2.5 months! So I guess it’s worked out pretty good.