Mine was totally lame–and I get to say that, since I was the one who did it!
Until July 31, 2008, NotFroofy and I (as a same-sex couple) could not get married in any state except California. Although Massachusetts had same-sex marriage, it was available only to Massachusetts residents. And it was already clear that California was going to have a big battle over same-sex marriage. The last thing we wanted to do was to get married, and then have our marriage invalidated by a constitutional amendment.
Effective after July 31, 2008, Massachusetts modified its statute to allow nonresident same-sex couples to get married there. It took me a couple of days to find out about this. Once I did, I knew I wanted to marry NotFroofy.
So on August 3, 2008, I decided I would propose to NotFroofy. However, unlike most people who propose, I hadn’t really talked about marriage before then. (Why talk about it, since it was impossible anyway?) I knew NotFroofy wanted to be with me for life. However, there are a lot of unresolved legal questions about same-sex marriage, and I didn’t know whether she would be willing to marry me under those circumstances. And I certainly didn’t want her to feel as though I would leave her if she didn’t accept my proposal.
So I spent much of the day trying to get up my nerve to propose. I was so obviously out of it that NotFroofy kept asking me if I was mad at her for some reason.
Finally, NotFroofy and I sat down on the day bed in her office, and I blurted out something really romantic like, “Umm, so what would you think of the idea of getting married?” Fortunately, she said yes!
We didn’t have engagement rings. I didn’t want one, and I had no idea whether NotFroofy did, so I decided it was better to propose without the ring. It turned out that NotFroofy didn’t want an engagement ring either, so we just waited until our wedding and got our wedding bands.