Thursday, April 1, 2010

Scenes from an Engagement, Episode 1

My dear fiancee and I, like many couples, I'm sure, have "our" shows that we pretty much have to watch together. Luckily, though, we grant each other a lot of TV liberty, so we really only must watch two shows together: "Survivor" and "Lost," two shows predominantly set on islands.

We were talking about this the other day, and it got me thinking about our upcoming honeymoon. We still haven't settled on where we'll go, but I've been adamant about going to an island, the kind where the sand is white, the water is clear blue, and the fruity drinks are brought to you on silver trays. I can imagine few things more rewarding or relaxing after 18 months(!) of planning a wedding than lounging about on some tropical island.

My fiancee, however, wants no part of an island. (Well, maybe one of those Hawaiian ones. But that would be, you know, expensive.) "We're not island people, honey," she'll often say.

"Okay, so if we're not island people," I said the other day, "then why are our two shows set on islands? We're clearly island people."

"But honey," she responded, "you know very well we'd probably die on both islands. The sun alone would do us and our pale skin in." (Quick note: Maybe she has a point. I have a nasty little patch of sunburn on my arm just from sitting with it exposed in the sun for an hour today. In April. In New Jersey.)

"I dunno," I said. "The 'Survivor' island, wherever it is, would probably put us both in traction, but I think we could stick it out on the 'Lost' island."

"No way!" she shot back. "Polar bears? The Smoke Monster? We'd be doomed. Doomed, I say!"

"Nah," I said. "We'd be like Rose and Bernard, minding our own business, building our own little Eden while the rest kill each other."

"Yeah, that's what you think," she said. "We'd be Nikki and Paulo, and you know it. We'd be red shirts, honey! Red shirts!"

"Red shirts?" I asked in a most indignant tone. "I resent the comparison!"

"Honey," my dear fiancee said gently, even lovingly, as she touched my upper arm, "you're even wearing a red shirt as we speak."

Let's just say that we're seriously considering having our honeymoon in New Orleans.


  1. Hmmm....I tried to post this before but it disappeared. Anyway, it doesn't matter where you have your honeymoon, just as long as you have one. Go to an island...go to Greece...go to Canada for pete's sake, just GO. Hey, you could do Prince Edward Island, as long as it's not a winter wedding. LOL

  2. Little do you both know that you won't have a choice. Go ahead... plan your little land getaway. The island will call you.

  3. Mine and Erin's first trip to Jamaica is dubbed the "Lobster Dan" trip. We hung out by the pool, I Supermanned it up too much in the sun and I got burned like all hell. Kind of like that dude in the picture but also my entire chest, stomach and legs. Subsequent trips to islands were more successful and on our honeymoon to Aruba I brought along a mythical concoction called "SPF 100" and all was well.

  4. Well do to the blood you have you are fair skinned sorry about that. If you do go some where tropical remember to put spf on the bottom of your feet. One of your Uncle's did not do that and spent his time in the Bahamas with sun poisoning on the bottom of his feet. LOL

  5. Also you can always come to NC for your honey moon LOL

  6. Having just recently experienced the island lifestyle of Jamaica, I highly recommend it! I can't stress enough how awesomely laid-back (most of) the people were and how the setting perfectly matches with what you have envisioned in your mind (the Hummingbird is a tasty drink, if not very strong). We had the stress of actually getting married there, but I imagine you would get to enjoy it to its fullest on honeymoon. If she still doesn't want to go after 18 months of convincing, let me know and I'll go. Did I just ruin your vision? ;-p

    **Disclaimer: My skin is a bit more accepting of the sun's UV powers and I got burned the first day. Granted, I only put on SPF 4 (which would be fine in FL for me), but people were getting burned with SPF 50 and looked quite similar to the image above.**


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