July 9, 2010

  • An Engagement Story...

    So I realize the last few posts were a bit "lovey dovey" so to speak, but maybe they were all primers for the story you're about to hear.  This is an e-mail I sent out last night...

    Dear Friends,

    It is with GREAT joy that we announce...WE ARE ENGAGED!!!  Randall surprised Mina (the correct word here would be bouleversé which is French for something like totally flipped over) on July 5 at approximately 2.5 hours to sunset.  He pretended that he wanted to spend the last waning hours of the 4th of July weekend relaxing at the beach, and given the immense heat wave we've had in NY, Mina tended to agree. 

    She was in for a change of plans, however, when Randall suggest that they "see the dunes for a minute" mainly because all she could see was the sand, the ocean, and cool relief slipping from her fingers.  She begrudgingly indulged Randall and slowly trudged behind him in the sand as he two-stepped to the dunes which were a long 10 minute walk away.  (Mina thinks that one step in the sand is like three steps on solid ground.) 

    When we reached the "Dune House," Mina was reminded of their first beach date which was in March two years prior.  They had a brilliant idea to go to the beach when alas it was quite cold...so they found respite in the wispy grass of the dunes.  It is here that Randall laid down his towel and had Mina have a seat while he presented her with a beautiful envelope holding a seven-page confession of love, joy, hope and general thoughts his affectations.

    Mina read the letter with much anticipation.  While she was used to receiving such notes from Randall, this one had a slightly different tenor...there were many mentions of "the right moment," "jumping in," "sea-sick sailor," and of course love...while Mina was 99% sure what this was leading to, there was also a 99% feeling of disbelief that this was actually happening!  (That's what a surprise is!)

    When she finished the letter, a weepy eye met a weepy eye and hugs were exchanged.  Then another package was retrieved from behind Randall's back.  It was a handkerchief Mina knew well.  She'd worn in on her head and pretended to be a pirate.  And Randall has also used it to wipe away her tears when the occasion so called.  But this time, this curious handkerchief was wrapped around a suspicious weight.

    As Mina slyly toyed with the knot, she coyly said, "But I don't need a handkerchief!" and Randall played along by saying, "Open it!"  And as she did, she beheld a beautiful wooden box.  This box looked ordinary, yet had been cut to open like a ring box...unknowingly Mina tugged on the box to no avail until she implored, "I can't open it."  Two extremely nervous hands met over the box which he easily opened (as he must have practiced) and inside was a beautiful blue ring.

    Now all 99% became 100%.  Hugs, kisses, tears were exchanged again, and Mina exclaimed, "I'm a fiancée!"  "Not yet!" replied Randall to which he duly got on bended knee and "popped the question."  Mina, being silly, used a Randall line and said, "Can I think about it?" which lasted 2 seconds before she said "yes!"

    Hugs!  Kisses!  Champagne!  And then several blissful hours where we enjoyed the sunset (and eventually the sand and the surf) and most importantly each other's company before returning to the beautiful city of New York...

    The End.

    We did manage some photos, but we were mainly BOTH in shock!  :)
    http://www.flickr.com/photos/minakim139/sets/72157624330029987/

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