The week or two leading up to The Big Game, I kept reading “human interest” stories like this one about some guy going by the initials “JP” who was trying to raise funds to buy a 30-second spot during the Super Bowl to propose to his girlfriend.
Apparently as recently as a week or so ago he had gotten multiple offers from corporate sponsors to fund his dream, with a “product placement” type of tie-in.
I watched pretty much the whole game plus commercials, but don’t recall seeing anything like this.
Did it all fall through? Did he get cold feet? Did they break up with a huge fight a couple of days before the game?
Alas for JP. He’ll get his shot yet. I had grand plans fall through on how to surprise my would-be fiancee with the ring as well.
After years of bugging me to propose to her, the last two of which were spent co-habbing, I had decided to wait until she fell asleep the night our anniversary (even before our wedding, we celebrated our “first date” anniversary), slip the ring on her finger, and then wait to see how long it would take her to notice in the morning.
Unfortunately my brilliant plan (code named “That Oughtta Shut 'Er Up”) had a simple but fatal flaw in its execution. I had to actually produce something as an anniversary gift on the spot (after dinner), and I somehow overlooked this in my nervousness. She did not believe that I had “forgotten” since I had been rebuffing her queries about what I was getting her by saying I had “a surprise” for her. I tried presenting her with a Mets T-shirt (New With Tag!) that I happened to have in my bag that I had bought the day before, which did not placate her in the slightest (she could have cared less about the Mets, and plus, the shirt was in my size and not hers). I was forced to admit the truth, lest what I had planned to be a joyful occasion turn into an ugly fight replete with bad lies and hand-waving on my part.
A better plan would have been to do this the eve of the anniversary so that she woke up with the ring on the anniversary date. Any Dopers planning to propose using my Evil Scheme should take heed (it deserves implementing)!
I don’t see why (though I didn’t get a chance to find out why or why not). We’re talking a finger ring after all, not some other kind of bodily ring. A little bit of grease should do (have done) the trick, neh?
Not necessarily. My fiancee and in intertwine our hands all the time while we sleep. If I waited until her breathing was clearly in deep R.E.M. mode, I could probably get a ring on her finger without waking her, if I was careful.
However, there’s no guarantee it would still be there in the morning, because if she rouses enough to roll over she might vaguely think “Annoying thing on hand”, take it off in her sleep, and lose it in the bedsheets.
The bigger challenge would is getting it sized properly. My girlfriend doesn’t wear rings, so there wasn’t any properly fitted ring that I could disctreetly steal for a day.
just a wee fyi for those who want to attempt the sleep ring… sometimes (not always) ring size and shoe size (us) are the same. if she is a 7 in shoes, she may be a 7 in rings. you could always do the cz ring to hold the place, if fingers are not true to shoe.
Ah, but then your anniversary tradition (in the BC era, that is, Before Children) didn’t include going out to a restaurant and consuming about a bottle of wine each (or pitcher of Sangria) before heading home, now did it?
Really? My girlfriend’s shoe size is an 8, her ring finger is 6 or 6.5 (don’t quite remember). Does it work for guys too. Not that I have any idea what my ring size is.
Oh, wait. When my girlfreind wears men’s shoes she wears roughly a 6 1/2… Maybe there’s something to that.
If you’re trying to figure out her ring size but you don’t have a sneaky way of doing it, here’s a sneaky way of doing it.
I tried on one of my girlfriend’s rings, and discovered it fit up to the first knuckle on my pinky. She thought it was cutesy play, but I had an ulterior motive. Later I just found a ring for her that fit my pinky in the same way, and it was pretty darned close.
That’s exactly what I did for getting my “surprise” ring for my ex-girlfriend*. Worked perfectly.
*I occasionally refer to her (after what is now nearly 9 years of marriage and three kids) as “my ex-girlfriend” (which she technically is), just for kicks, a joke I cribbed off of a former coworker. It’s fun to see the scandalized looks on people’s faces when I casually mention going out to lunch with “my ex-girlfriend”… And disclose the fact that she’s the mother of “more than one” of my children And oh yeah, “my wife” is totally cool with her.
I read/heard the following: “What’s the last thing you should say to your girlfriend?” “I do.”
I thought it was cute.
I can’t fathom anyone trying to pull off a superbowl ad without his girlfriend being wise to it.
Then again, I found out my now husband, then boyfriend was going to propose because the jewelry store he bought it from SENT HIM A THANK YOU NOTE for his recent purchase.
Yes, we lived together, yes, I was the only one that ever checked the mail. Yes, I opened it.* In theory, I was in violation of a bajillion postal laws, in reality…you send thank you notes when people buy engagement rings?
*No, to this day, seven years later, he does not know about the thank you note, or that I opened it, or that I had any idea he was going to propose. We lived together, commuted together, ate lunch together and had a joint checking account and he was able to squirrel away enough money to buy it without me noticing, all that time/work ruined by a clueless jewelry company.
I tried this, too. All you need in a standard of some kind. You could see how far the ring falls from the point of a pair of scissors, or anything with a taper to it.
As for the Superbowl guy, apparently the commercial’s going to be shown during an episode of Veronica Mars.
Really? My girlfriend’s shoe size is an 8, her ring finger is 6 or 6.5 (don’t quite remember). Does it work for guys too. Not that I have any idea what my ring size is.