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Proposals come in all shapes and sizes. It can be as simple as whipping the ring out during the commercial of March Madness (she did come all the way down to the bar with you after all), to something a bit more elaborate, say proposing on Google Street Viewer.

Any way you do it, there is one important thing to remember: make sure she will say yes. Just because you have it in your head that YOU want to be with her forever, doesn;t mean those feelings translate to her. And because we men are such great communicators, sometimes women misinterpret our intentions as either being sick or clingy.

The best thing to do is when you pass by a jewelry store, slow down and linger in the front of it (but don’t stop) and see what she does. If she goes for a look at the necklaces and earrings, then hhhmmmm, come back in one week (after giving her flowers, rubbing her feet…you know BRIBING her into marrying your sorry ass). However, if she lingers a the rock encrusted rings that happen to go on the left hand, well then you know that she not only has marriage on the brain, but that chances are good that it is about a marriage to you.

The rest is simple. Wait till your 100 Bazillion dollar company rolls it fleets of photo-cars out in front of your business and tell the world that you are ready!

“What the hell are gift baskets?” you are probably asking yourself right about now. I know I did when I first heard the mere whisper of “gift baskets” drifting into the TV room, disturbing my Golf Watching. At first I thought it was for the wedding shower (Shower? Really? ummm…Ok..) but then I realized that these were going to be gift baskets for the 40 or so guests we had invited to our wedding…on an Island…that may or may not have electricity. I mean it is not Like we can stop at the Walmart after we get there and grab a couple boxes of pop-tarts and wicker baskets. I also doubt very much that the basket ingredients would travel very well.

It was proposed that we could buy said gift baskets online and have them shipped to the hotel(s) in advance, but I am not sure how well cheese and salami will age in the Tropical sun. I thought, since most of our friends are single and don’t know each other (most of her friends are from the right coast, most of mine from the left) that we just toss a box of Trojans into each room and let the alcohol nature take its course. Maybe throw in a disposable camera too. Could make for an interesting trip to the photo developer.
I think I was finally able to convince her with some simple addition to nix the baskets(for the record I can’t add, she did all the math…in her head…). We can either have 40 gift baskets at $20 a pop for a total of $800, or we can hire the Beach Baby Reggae and Island band for 3 hours to play. Finally, the prewife put the whole matter to rest with a firm, resolute and unwavering, “let’s see…” which is prewife-speak for “I’m not sure yet”.

So, if we do go for the gift baskets, I’m pulling for the Trojans/Camera basket.

In the wild, wonderful, crazy, expensive, nutty, world that is your engagement, nothing else is quite befuddling and expensive as “Save the Date Cards”. You see, you poor sap gentle reader, save the date cards are Pre-invitation wedding cards to notify your loved ones of the joyous days approach…without actually explaining very much except the fact that the wedding is indeed Read the rest of this entry »

I had no idea how much fun registering for wedding gifts can be. I was pulled We walked into Williams Sonoma on Sunday, ostensibly to look for things we needed for our new cohabitation situation, but i knew it was another scouting mission for the wedding registry. This was a bit of a disappointment since the Apple store was across the street and the gadgetry was beckoning to me to come fondle. Instead, I found myself checking out the intimidating looking All-In-One Margarita-Maker when I saw it: A couple was walking around the store registering for gifts with a wireless barcode scanner! No way! Sooo coool! I was always under the impression Read the rest of this entry »

Today’s wedding couple has a veritable plethora of choices with which to register. However this cornucopia of items can be a bit overwhelming and you might want to step back and think about what you really need instead of what you really don’t want. Sure there is the usual places:

• Macy’s
• Bed Bath Beyond
• William Sonoma

But in today’s society, people need gas to get to work, to go get the wedding invitations printed, etc, etc. You get the idea…it’s the American Dream, to drive with reckless abandon. So, what should you be asking for when that big day comes besides the dowery you were promised by her father? Gas. Yup. Gas. Gas. Gas. Doesn’t matter how many melon ball scoopers you get on your wedding day if you can’t drive to the frackin grocery store the next. So, for all you Husbands to be, check out the link and thank your lucky stars the next time you and you buddies go to Hooters the MOMA, cause the gas is on Grandma.

Prepaid Gas Cards