Weddingbee Blog

After dating for a good 6 months, we were in love. Mr. Pomegranate and I were in that giddy state of mind where we JUST KNEW that we’d be together forever. But, marriage? It hadn’t even crossed my mind.

On occasion, we’d entertain our friends at Mr. Pom’s fantastic apartment, complete with a barbecue on the patio overlooking a grand cityscape. This particular party included my best friend (who is now my MOH), one of Mr. Pom’s best friends and his current girlfriend (who I will refer to as Girlfriend), and one of Mr. Pom’s co-workers. We were all having a great time, with Mr. Pom’s co-worker cooking us a fabulous meal of steak and asparagus, drinks mixed by Mr. Pom’s best friend and lots of joking and laughing.

At one point, MOH, the Girlfriend and I all headed out to the patio for some girl talk and privacy. The Girlfriend proceeded to tell me all of the wonderful things Mr. Pom had said about me during a recent lunch she had attended. I was all blushing and awww’s in my embarrassment - until she stammered that she, “wasn’t sure if she should say something.” To which my MOH annoyedly added, “If you’re not sure if you should say something, then you probably shouldn’t say it.”

The Girlfriend, ignoring my MOH’s remarks, continued on to tell me the elaborate plans that Mr. Pom had conceived to ask my hand in marriage. I was in complete shock! His plans were incredible: a balloon ride in wine country where suddenly a plane would fly by with the banner stating, “Will you marry me, Miss Pomegranate?” How could anyone think of anything so over-the-top and just for ME?!

An example airplane banner from Mr. Pom’s first too-perfect proposal plan.

The Girlfriend continued again, stating that she was telling me this because she, “wanted to be sure I had my dream proposal.” She stated that she had told Mr. Pomegranate that his idea was “just alright” so that she could come back to me and ask me what my dream proposal would be - and that she would tell him. I was in shock - both excited and heartbroken. To be honest, my dream proposal simply involved one thing: a surprise. My MOH left in a mad storm, I oblivious in my buzzed stupor, while the subject changed to something else and we chit-chatted throughout the night.

I woke up the next morning filled with dread. I could NOT let Mr. Pom continue on with his elaborate plans without knowing his surprise engagement had been spoiled. After speaking with my MOH regarding the whole situation, I found out that she already knew of the proposal as he had involved her in some of the pre-planning. She was livid at Girlfriend for spoiling everything. I knew at that moment that Mr. Pom needed to be told what had happened - there was only one person to tell him and that was me.

I called him right up and sheepishly told him what had happened the night before. It broke his heart. He was so incredibly upset that he couldn’t talk to me on the phone for a few hours. He called up his best friend and explained to him the horrible act that Girlfriend had committed. She apologized profusely, but at this point nothing could be done.

It took months for this to resolve in our relationship. Before, I had no expectations or “bar” to hold Mr. Pom to. Now, I felt as though he didn’t love me or want to be with me if he didn’t propose. This was, of course, horrible for Mr. Pom as he now could never follow through on the previous plans - and could never “out do” himself with a better proposal.

I beg to differ. Over a year later from the failed proposal plans, he tried again. His proposal was perfect in every way and I wouldn’t have had him change a thing. In fact, I’m glad we waited another year - it cemented in my heart that he was, in fact, the one. This final engagement story will be shared at a later time.

How about you, readers? Have any of you spoiled a friend’s engagement - or possibly even your own proposal plans?