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You know what they say: nothing is more relaxing on July 4th weekend than bringing your fiancé home to ask your parents for your hand in marriage.
Wait, no one says that.
Like many things in life, third time was a charm for my lovely Mr. Lobster when he asked my parents permission to marry me. As many of my stories go, nothing went as planned…
Attempt #1: Backyard with Dad
Being the neurotic stress case as I am, I planned Mr. L’s opportunity carefully. I would run errands for 1 hour and leave the boy behind with my sister for moral support. I was stressing but kept telling myself to relax because it’d all be done soon.
When it was time to come home, I walked into the house, my sister looked at me wide-eyed and shook her head an emphatic no, IT DIDN’T HAPPEN.
I found Mr. Lobster in the backyard, straddling a ladder, sweating in the hot VA sun, and cleaning my parents’ gutters without my dad in sight. Mr. L asked my dad if he needed help and wanted to use this as a quiet opportunity to pop the question. But instead my dad said yes, and walked away to do something else.
Attempt #1 – FAILED because of yard work
Attempt #2 – Lunchtime
I didn’t have a Plan B. Lobster Boy decided to pull my dad aside before lunch to let him know he wanted to talk later. Still in the backyard, my dad approaches us and Lobster Boy shoos me away. Meanwhile my sister is bringing hot plates of noodles to the patio for lunch when …
Followed by “NO!!! THE NOODLES!!!”
Chaos ensues as my mom runs over with the vacuum cleaner screaming “NOBODY MOVE!!!!” Sister continues to stand there sad-faced (she really likes the noodles). Dad rushes over and Mr. Lobster stands there… still nothing asked.
Attempt #2 – FAILED because of noodles
Attempt #3 – Fireworks
If I didn’t have a Plan B, I definitely did not have a Plan C. After dinner, Mr. Lobster still hadn’t even mentioned to dad that he wanted to chat. I was stressing. When? When would it happen?
We watched fireworks together as a family. Afterwards, I went upstairs to take my shower and I made a face to Mr. Lobster saying “Don’t blow it. This is it.”
The rest of this recap is based on what I heard from my sisters who were in on the game.
Mr. Lobster to Dad: Hey Mr. FFIL*, do you have a moment to talk?
Dad: Sure, of course.
Sister: Oh, uh, should I get mom?
Mom enters room. Sister exits. Door closes. 20 minutes of muffled talking behind the door.
(*future father-in-law. I’m mad for all things abbreviated.)
I emerge from the shower, refreshed and hopeful. I walk downstairs and my sister waves her hand furiously saying “It’s happening right now!!!”
Oh thank goodness.
Door opens. Mr. L comes out and walks past. Mom comes out and walks past with a smile. Dad comes out sticks his head in the room and gives a HUGE smile and says “Let’s have dessert!”
A 4th of July Family Montage
Lobster Parents
Lobster Sisters
Me being dweeby. Mr. Lobster.
Now the proposal was set in motion. Oh, I could not wait at all! Next time…the proposal story.
Did your fiancé ask your parents’ permission? Did everything go as planned, or not at all?
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