After The Boobook and I had been dating for three months, we started vaguely talking about marriage.
We even went to a marriage preparation course held by the local church, which helped us shape ideas about whether or not we were compatible and whether we could align our individual goals enough to be married. I know that this sounds very rushed, but bear in mind that we had been best friends for more than 10 years before we commenced dating, so there was very little that we didn’t know about each other.
Anyway, Australia tends to have jewellery sale seasons sometime around April every year. So, when the sale season rolled around, The Boobook took me to many stores to take a look at rings. Romantic AND practical.
I was shown diamond ring after diamond ring, but I didn’t like ANY of the rings, mostly because they were all plain and sparkly white (and BORING). I did have a good laugh at many of them – my personal favourite ridiculous ring being a giant multi-diamond ring that the sales guy kept trying to hawk us. The diamonds spelled out “Jessica”. I have no idea why he thought that it would be a good idea to sell that to someone called “A Becky Lee”.
After much shopping, we found a store that didn’t immediately take us to the diamond section when I said I wanted a ring. The lady listened very carefully to what I wanted and then helped us pick out a beautiful white gold ring set with diamonds and sapphires.
Now, you’d think that given how much I cooed over the ring that The Boobook would settle for that ring there and then, but no, he wanted the ring to be a surprise. So, we ended up going to 4 more jewellery stores to look at 4 more sapphire rings (some of which were hideous). Then, he took me to the local EB Games store and left me there while he made his decision.
Three months later, The Boobook and I went to Singapore so that he could properly meet my parents. He had met my parents before whenever they visited me in Australia, but never for very long. This time, he was to meet them on their home turf. Little did I know that in the intervening time, The Boobook had been very busy!
First, he had been in contact with Debs G to determine how much of a show he could put on when proposing. Then, he got in contact with my best friend, Minako, in order to arrange for a proposal venue and a plan of action. I believe these E-mails had the subject “Singapore Covert Ops – For your eyes only”. It was all very hushhush, you know?
While we were in Singapore, The Boobook asked the Aged P for my hand in marriage after dinner one night. The Aged Ps were very happy to give their consent and planning began immediately for our engagement party to be held while we were still in Singapore.
Meanwhile, Minako gave me a call and said that she’d like to meet us both so that she could, and I quote, “Get to know your boyfriend.” She suggested Clarke Quay as a place to meet. This surprised me somewhat, because Minako is not normally the type to hang out at overprised, touristy places like Clarke Quay, but she promised me that we were only going there because there was “a really great tonkatsu restaurant there”. Since I trust Minako’s judgement on food, we agreed on a time (the evening) and date (this weekend) and I promised to take The Boobook there.
On the appointed day, The Boobook stated that he would like to go sightseeing before we met up with Minako. So, we spent the day in all the most romantic places he could think of. We started the morning taking a stroll in the Botanic Gardens, where we looked at the beautiful Orchid Gardens, then promptly got lost and ended up walking about 12 km just looking for the exit. We strolled down Orchard Road and even did one of those Puzzle Rooms (we did, in fact, do the Teddy Bear room that very day!) that everyone was talking about! Instead of taking the MRT to Clarke Quay, we took the ferry down the Singapore River.
Minako was waiting for us at the last stop.
We bought some bubble tea and started strolling down the Singapore River aimlessly. I was happy to see my best friend again, so we fell to chatting gleefully as we walked. Minako turned to one of the bridges and started crossing it, so I followed. When we got to the centre of the bridge, The Boobook got down on one knee and…
…Minako caught it all on camera.
It wasn’t the smoothest of proposals. He got the ring box upside down and the ring wouldn’t fit on my finger because I was a little swollen from the Singapore heat, but it was sweet and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Our engagement party was a few days later and well, the wedding was a few months after that.
Adeline is a mum to a little boy. What started as a blog to document her passion in sewing women apparels has now evolved to include her motherhood journey of ups and downs, joy and challenges. She had wanted to keep her proposal story private but spurred on by all the love stories shared by others that she had to join in the fun. Click on to read about her love story.
 I’m an accountant, okay? Saving money is like SUPER-DUPER romantic to me!
 According to Debs G, she told him that I would probably like “something over the top that doesn’t involve negative emotions, but not too over the top, as that would stop being sweet and start being cheesy[b].” I do believe she also told The Boobook “No Jumbotrons”
[a] What?! I only just got married – I may as well get my money’s worth on all the videos that I paid for!
[b] I blame Debs G for The Boobook not proposing in Disneyworld as a result (too cheesy).