a friend of mine is engaged.

it’s good news for both of them – they’re both old enough to appreciate the gem they have in their soon to be spouse.

we’ve been expecting the engagement for a while, he’s moving for school and they had talked about getting engaged, she’s been asking a mutual friend how soon a church needs to be booked, and the same friend saw her with a bride magazine. so while i was delighted to hear the news, i certainly wasn’t surprised.

i have heard all about the ring and seen a photo. really lovely. she has great hands, which helps.

the odd thing is, although they are engaged, she’s not telling anyone because she wants to break the news at the big Christmas Eve bash she and her DINK friends are going to at a young married DINK’s house.

her parents are sworn to secrecy. she really wants to save the news for Christmas Eve. and then she mentioned that she hates having to wear her ring twisted around (gem side down) and sometimes on another finger. forgetting what bride brain is like, i was foolish enough to ask her why she was waiting until CE.

"because i want to make the big announcement in front of a large crowd! everyone will be there! all our friends will be there and it will be the big news of the evening!" she replied, very honestly.

"do you need to make a sensation? why don’t you tell them at another party?"

"well yes, i’m the bride! and besides, it wouldn’t be fair to tell some people first. i need everyone together."

some people are scene stealers, no doubt about it. by the way, i was told about the engagement because i will not be at the Christmas Eve party, i am far enough away, i don’t know her friends too well, and there is no chance that i will blurb out the big news before she is ready.

when magnificent and i got engaged, i was on the phone making long distance calls left right and centre. we were under a time constraint, we were waiting for JOSEPH AND THE TECHNICOLOUR DREAMCOAT to start, and were trying to cram in calls to both sets of parents before the lights dimmed for the final time. we called siblings during intermission. i can remember smiling during that entire performance and today, joseph is one of my all time fave musicals.

but my friend needs to make a sensation. and really, why not?

did you wait two weeks to announce your engagement at a public function??? would you? if so, why?

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