What were you doing 25 years ago......

A dear blogging friend Silverneurotic will be celebrating her "25th" Birthday on June 24th. She recognized that turning 25 can be a milestone in a persons life. As she puts it she will be a "Quarter of a Century" old. That does sound old when you say it that way. So in light of this auspicious occasion she decided that she wanted to celebrate her birthday by doing a Carnival and asking people to write about what they were doing 25 years ago. Other stories can be read by clicking her name.

So Happy Birthday Silver.....

What I was doing 25 years ago........

June 1982......I had just gotten engaged. My then fiancee and I had just returned from a two week holiday in Hawaii where he had proposed to me. Well if you can call it that. We had been dating for over 2 years when we decided to take this trip. I was hoping he was going to propose over the course of the holiday. Days went by.....and no proposal. The vacation was coming to and end...and still no proposal. On this particular day we had come home from the beach. I was a little disappointed that he hadn't popped the question. I wanted to be able to go home and tell my family that I was getting married. I showered and cleaned up and prepared for going out for dinner. I wasn't very talkative. He could tell something was wrong, but didn't want to ask. So I started making conversation, I honestly don't recall what brought us to the topic...but I finally told him. I said I thought and hoped that he was going to ask me to marry him while we were on this vacation. He said he had thought about it a few times......and I said well why didn't you....he said he didn't know....he was waiting for the right time....right time? I said....when is the right time? Are you going to marry me or not.....he said yes.....I said what....is this your proposal......I guess so....so then I said ok....now you can ask me.....and he did. You know what we did next......we went out and played packman and ate popcorn at a pub.....yup....that was my proposal. No bells or whistles....no candle lights and soft music....no airplanes printing my name in the sky and asking me to marry....Nope it was me asking him.....We decided we didn't want a long engagement, so 12 weeks later we were married.

Now 25 years later, I am divorced and happily remarried.