More Angie and the Irishman

I always said I would never marry again, the first marriage traumatized me so much, I didn’t trust anyone, not men, not women, no one. It took a long time for me to even date, I divorced in 1993 and the Irishman was the first man I had seriously dated since. There had been dates, but nothing that lasted beyond a 2nd or 3rd date. No, he was the first serious contender. And to be honest, I never really thought of marriage to him. I was happy dating, I thought we were committed, why ruin it.
Actually I never thought about it, not even with a why ruin it, I would tease about running away to Vegas to our co-workers because that was fun to see the looks on their faces. But I was never serious. He asked several times, over the years, in text message, on twitter once, and once in a facebook game.
Then came our two year anniversary, he took me to eat at my favorite restaurant, Mexican of course, then off to see TSO in concert. I had on a great outfit, with amazing shoes. He kept acting squirrely all night, saying things like, two years is a long time, and we have been dating a while. I would say yes, it is and we have. Then after the concert, in the parking garage, in his car, he took the ring box out of his jacket pocket and said oh there’s one more thing, will you marry me. I took the ring and stared at it for a long time, and then told him I was going to say yes, but wanted him to know it would be a long engagement. Years in fact. He said he understood. Said I made him the happiest man on earth that I was the love of his life, the one he was meant to be with. His destiny.
So here we are almost two years later, I am still engaged to the Irishman, I still don’t know about getting married. We live together, we have a tentative date of this New Years Eve, however if it happens it won’t be a wedding, it will be us getting married and having a party later to celebrate with our friends and family.

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