“Oh, I thought you wanted to talk fans.” I’m a such a “fan” of you and your entire family. I don’t think I’ve heard your proposal story. Of course it would involve magic!
Great proposal story! I have this very vivid picture of your mpm swaying as she attempts to faten the necklace.
The funniest proposal story I knew is that of my brother-in-law (who actually is a sitcom writer, so it must be something about writers). He decided to propose during an Orioles game at Camden Yards. He put the ring inside one of those plastic eggs that stockings came in and gave it to the Orioles mascot. The idea was the bird was supposed to hand over the egg during the seventh inning stretch. Well, the seventh inning came and went and my brother-in-law was in a panic, convinced the bird had absconded with the ring. It turned out, the mascot waited for the eighth inning instead and his girlfriend said yes. I'm pretty sure it wound up being shown on the scoreboard.
Years later, I pointed out since the bird had handed over the rung, she really should have married whoever was wearing the Oriole costume.
Love the idea of a giant bird laying an egg with an engagement ring inside. Also, that bird absolutely knew what it was doing by waiting an inning. Solid. That ensuing anxiety is good practice for marriage and family. :)
Thank you Norm for the kind shout out. When I drive by that McDonalds I still smile. You are a good, husband, father and Son in law. Next time you have a big favor to ask, take me to Morton’s!
“Oh, I thought you wanted to talk fans.” I’m a such a “fan” of you and your entire family. I don’t think I’ve heard your proposal story. Of course it would involve magic!
You are a pun ninja, my dear. ;)
Great proposal story! I have this very vivid picture of your mpm swaying as she attempts to faten the necklace.
The funniest proposal story I knew is that of my brother-in-law (who actually is a sitcom writer, so it must be something about writers). He decided to propose during an Orioles game at Camden Yards. He put the ring inside one of those plastic eggs that stockings came in and gave it to the Orioles mascot. The idea was the bird was supposed to hand over the egg during the seventh inning stretch. Well, the seventh inning came and went and my brother-in-law was in a panic, convinced the bird had absconded with the ring. It turned out, the mascot waited for the eighth inning instead and his girlfriend said yes. I'm pretty sure it wound up being shown on the scoreboard.
Years later, I pointed out since the bird had handed over the rung, she really should have married whoever was wearing the Oriole costume.
Love the idea of a giant bird laying an egg with an engagement ring inside. Also, that bird absolutely knew what it was doing by waiting an inning. Solid. That ensuing anxiety is good practice for marriage and family. :)
Oh Norm! I love this sweet, funny valentine story!! I remember your wedding so vividly!! Such fun and love abound!
Thanks, Laura! 20 years goes quick, right? Also, fun, love, and muscle relaxers--that's a helluva title. ;)
Thank you Norm for the kind shout out. When I drive by that McDonalds I still smile. You are a good, husband, father and Son in law. Next time you have a big favor to ask, take me to Morton’s!
I love you oh so much! Thank you for telling our story