word; i though this bastard might ask for a financial statement.

Why did you think Yail sent LooGAR as his emissary to Texas? Of course the Good Senator went to inspect the heads of cattle that Chris would end up giving to FEMBLOOR's parents as a dowry. Get with the programme, sister.

This is was our method as well. I doubt my wife would have wanted to marry me if I asked her father first.

Should I ever be fucking insane enough to get hitched, I guess for once I can be grateful my father's dead.

Not that the above should be construed as in any way diminishing my congratulations, of course. Well and good for some. Not my style.

yeah, totally--congratulations my little pool boy.

i think i've been wired differently from birth.
i've been extremely independent from a very young age.
i never wanted to be married. what i always wanted was a job. and an apartment of my own. like ann marie on that girl or mary richards.
i knew i wanted to have kids though.
the whole idea of someone asking/talking to my parents is completely foreign to me.
bjw hit it on the head. i'm not some piece of property.

OK --
#1, Chris was technically engaged first, but I stepped up with the rocks, and put all these busters on notice. ( you shoulda seen this joint on friday, it was like Jacob the Jeweler comes to Montgomery.

#2 -- FEMBLOOR is great, and they make a cute couple, if I do say so myself.

#3 -- Talking to her DAD = PROPER HOME TRAINING. Its just something you have to do, Femgar's dad didn't demand or expect it, but he respects me as a straight up enough guy to get the nod.

I actually wish the day was sooner for me, but I guess I can just revel in it for a while.

Holla, YB!! Good job...and that ring = TOPQUAL

Thank you for not calling her "FemBloor", even though Monty was unable to refrain.

And congrats!

christ

i talked to my fiance's dad before proposing. i was nervous as shit, but it's something that I felt was appropriate.

I am not really a fan of the idea of talking to the parents before, or of engagement rings. The diamond industry is huge fucking exploitative scam. But the thing with weddings is that it's not all about you. You have to compromise with your wife or husbands expectations as well as the expectations of the family. So, yeah asking the parents first could be construed as degrading to the woman, but most people probably don't think of it that way, so why risk pissing off your future parents-in-law.

Similarly, I am resigned to at some point paying too much money for a ring, because for whatever reason it's important to my girlfriend. Society makes all these promises to little girls about white dresses and diamonds and ponies, and somewhere along the way reasonable young men end up having to foot the bill.

My father-in-law is one of the nicest humans I know, but even so, he pretty much let me know in no uncertain terms that I was to ask him for SHEFRAC's hand. Old. School.

Yeah, I didnt ask her dad before I asked her even though I may have given him that illusion.

As to the ring thing: Shop around, shop for quality over size and dont be a fucking cheap bastard; It may seem like a waste of time and money but your girl (no matter how hip and nonmaterialistic she may be) will really appreciate it.

I love the wife's dad like my own. I hit the Inlaw-Jackpot, seriously. Just some of the best people I've ever met anywhere. I knew she'd want me to ask, and I also knew it'd just make his day, so I was more than thrilled to ask him first.

I talk to them as much as she does. I look forward to their visits like christmas. Just excellent people.

The rings were antiques, a few tiny diamonds, some small saphires. I found the engagement ring on ebay - a very beautiful, subtle, old design. She absolutely loves it. She wanted to pick out the wedding ring, and she got another antique.

Yeah, Cap: Your inlaws are fucking aces.

I don't know why but this struck me as the funniest thing I've heard all day.

Actually I was kind of like Dana. I never had an engagement ring with my first marriage and honestly could have cared less about it then. Our rings were simple gold bands his grandfather had given us.

With Josh, I also wasn't expecting anything. He wanted to get me something so we went to my aunt's jeweler. I tried to pick out the least expensive(read: imitation diamond) ring. Josh wouldn't have it and we found a real diamond that was small and simple that wasn't a lot. That was my preference.

I don't like flashy stuff. I leave that to my sister and sister-in-law.

Word. Are we the Wonder Twins or what?

You know, I've always suspected. 8)

I am occasionally funny Dump. And you know this.

And in retrospect, that seems like something that Chase would say, no? Shoe horn, indeed...

You damn funny. Everytime I read that Offical Survivor thread I crack up.

by the way, congratulations

That one's got me confused, katie.

omg y dont u git it

...looks like a Penguin Rocket gettin' sideswiped by a Space Polar Bear. I am 100% sure there's a joke to it that's sailing over my head, though it's entertaining enough on its own.

u du git it