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What have I done?

First, read Ninsi's blog. Our relationship has changed, and she is no longer my girlfriend.

Come back when you are done.

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I had been planning it for quite some time. Talking with jewelers, shopping around, all that jazz. Earlier this week I actually purchased a loose stone. It's not a bad piece of carbon, but I dont give the details here. It was bought from a store in Austin. The parents of a friend of mine live there, and they own a jewelry store, and I was able to get it at something of a discount. I thought I was going to have to drive to Austin to get it, but they were willing to work with me to get it up to me without having to do the drive. And it turned out that my friend was going to be up here this weekend anyway, so she just brought it to me.

I told Ninsi, who was studying for her final at the time, that I had to go do some Christmas shopping for her, and off I went. I met the friend at about 3 pm, and she gave me the loose stone. We were in my car, and obviously I wanted to see what I had bought, and in the process of changing it from her hands to mine... it fell.

Literally slipped between my fingers.

Then between the seats.

Then under the rail of the driver seat and out of sight.

Disbelief followed. Some mirth.

I could just see a bit of it, but the spot in which it was located was not easily accessible. And fingers were way to big to reach it. After poking, prodding, and blowing at it, we managed to push it completely under the rail where it was no longer visible at all. My friend was in complete disbelief. But I told her to go on and get back to Austin, and I would take care of the diamond.

I poked and prodded some more. No luck. After probably 45 minutes of this, I gave up and started back to the house. On the way I stopped at Auto-Zone and explaiend my dilema. They were courteous enough to not laugh at me. One of them came out and examined the situation and offered a few suggestions. All of which I had thought of already. So I just asked him what I would need to do to remove the drive seat of my car. He showed me, I went and bought the necessary tool, and proceeded to take the seat out, in the parking lot at Auto-Zone.

I managed to get the seat up, and out of the way, and as soon as I lifted the seat, I saw...


It was not there.

I expected it to shift around some in the driving, but it should have remained in the same area. I pulled up carpet. I unplugged plugs, I unscrewed panels. No diamond. I got real pissed, annoyed, and worried. I looked at spot where maybe it could have fallen. They were all bad. Not just under the carpet, but possibly into the frame of the vehicle. I got severely anxious at this point. I also decided I had been gone to long and could look at it again tomorrow. So I put my seat back together, and came home. On the way, I turned sharply, and braked hard thinking that maybe if I did it right, I would make it slide back to where I could see it.

I arrive home, and Ninsi can tell that I am obviously upset. But I wasn't able to tell her why. All I could say was that something had "gone horribly, horribly, awry." And that I might have to break my car to fix it. She offered to let me use her car, since she didn't know exactly what was wrong with mine, but I wasn't able to explain to her how that wouldn't exactly work. So I told her to keep studying, and I was going to go try to fix it again. I took my flashlight, and in the front yard, proceeded to take off the seat again. It didn't take nearly as long this time.

I ripped up more carpet. I got more anxious. I gave up. I was resigned to trying to explain to a future dealership why my car was mysteriously worth way more than it's Blue Book value.

Coming back inside, I couldn't bare to face Ninsi without telling her that this thing she had wanted, for which I had been planning, was suddenly just gone. Lost forever in my car.

So I did tell her.

I dont know exactly what she felt, being told that her engagement diamond was lost without her ever having even seen it. It was probably some cross between elation that I was actually doing it, sadness that it was gone, and confusion at how it could have happened. I think she was mostly concerned about me though since I was about as upset as she has ever seen me. And she wanted to go look for herself and see if she could see what I couldn't.

So we went to my car, with the removed seat, and I showed the torn carpet, and where it was at one point, and where I thought it may have gone and how my hands were way to big to fit, and how the only thing I could think to do would be to have a dealership try to find it, but I think it would have involved breaking the frame of the car.

She looked, and suggested possibly that it went another direction. I looked, and didn't see how it could have gone that way easily. But it would have been possible. So I pulled up more carpet, and Ninsi saw a shiny thing.

The diamond.

She reached for it.

And pushed it out of sight again.

I told her to back off. I couldn't handle losing it again. I looked over the situation, and then blew.


And the diamond shot out the other side of the rail where I was able to retrieve it.

So there, with me crouched in the floorboard of the back of my car, which was missing a front seat, and with Ninsi on her knees in the front yard covered in leaves, and leaning into where the front seat should have been, I officially proposed.

It did not go at all according to my plan, and I did have a plan. But it was successful anyway. And it makes for a fairly unique engagement story. There you have it. It is done. If you want to know why it was a loose stone and not a ring, ask Ninsi. I had my reasons.

Comments (7)


You old smoothie...

It's beautiful in its earnestness.


AWE! i love it. it's way better than a regular ol' engagement story anyway. congrats to both of you!


heh....that really is a fantastic story. it made ME nervous just reading it.
congratulations, as well!! i'm so excited for you!

Congrats to you both! I am very very happy for you. Ninsi is a catch!


I was so looking forward to taking apart Eric's car bolt by bolt till we found it.


Best engagement story ever.


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