"She's your problem now!" - Mother of the Bride

We met as so many couples do in Galveston.... at a bar. Rachael was immediately taken with James and started flirting. James, bright though he may be, is as dense as a board when it comes to recognizing signals - he just thought she was really friendly. Rachael set up, with the toss of a napkin into his half finished beer, a reason to see him again if only to make up for a wasted drink. Even then James still didn't get it, but he did go get another beer with her.

After carefully pilfering one of Rachael's rings to order the best size of her ring, James picked out the perfect moment to propose. They were taking a trip to Iceland and he had a choice to make: either propose on a volcano or on a glacier. For weeks, he was able to keep it a secret but after a particularly long hike up to a viking tomb (which would NOT have been as romantic a location to stage a proposal as it sounds) he kept insisting they visit the black sand beaches Iceland is famous for. After walking down to the beach he put his arms around her and in his hands was a hand carved wooden ring. "I have a question for you," he said, panic trying to worm its way into his voice. She looked down, and with a giggle just said, "Yeah." "I don't have to ask?" he posed. "Please don't," she responded. "There's a lot of people out here." He slipped the ring on her finger and uttered an expletive (not to be repeated here) because the ring was too big.