When your British boyfriend asks to marry you, an American woman’s perspective

Posted on February 22, 2010 by peacefulyorkshire


” Peaceful Yorkshire, will you marry me? ” said Mr. Chill, my British darling from the Northern lands of Cumbria on his sweet little knees, his hands on mine.

Time froze as on our brown corduroy Ikea couch, his blue eyes waiting. I was sitting very unglamorously in my pink fuzzy robe after consuming a pancake birthday breakfast. Possibilities raced through my mind:

Shocker! Wow- what a surprise – on my 29th- and on our Ikea couch who would’ve thought- I didn’t come to this country to get a British man- I came for my career  -you are actually going to be marrying a Brit if you say yes- I didn’t expect him to ask me-oh, then you shall learn to master the art of a fine Cottage Pie recipe -and he in turn will learn the art of the beauty of a Krispy Kreme-gosh I miss those-

his refined ‘mum’, with all those blue plates of the Queen on her wall, yikes, she’d then be my mothah-in-law, in fact I will now be eating her Coronation Chicken Sandwiches for the rest my dual nationality life- I feel more official -I now won’t  feel so transient- if only we could afford to  have two completely different weddings in two different locales- gal you’re neveh going home-

wait till I tell Yankeebean and Pacificbird- wait until I tell my collegues- they will say ‘lucky you get to stay in the UK for good’ -and what kinds of visa forms we be should be looking at- marrying Mr. Chill means our future kids will be dual citizens- but not until after my PhD is done-

this feels right -this is how it should be-a good feeling -telling the family over the phone just isn’t the same wish they were here – I love him so much -oh my god he’s for real -this is not a joke- he is really asking -wow didn’t think this would happen like this on our Ikea couch- this feels so right- so say yes- say yes….

“YES!”, I said

And that, my dear readers, is the crazy jumble of emotions that went through my head for about 5.5 seconds–while I pondered being a newly engaged American laydeh to an amazing British man– it feels fantastic. I would highly recommend it.

p.s better go update our ‘about page!’

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  1. Ilovethis!! September 17, 2010 at 10:18 am

    I love this concept please keep blogging and I’ll keep reading!!

  2. Camie March 22, 2010 at 10:28 pm

    A belated congrats! My now-husband proposed to me on bended knee as I was coming out of terminal at Heathrow (during my turn to visit him) – it was so romantic.

    Happy engagement, and I hope you end up with a mother-in-law as wonderful as mine.

  3. Moni March 5, 2010 at 4:35 am

    Congratulations! :D

  4. Sirmelja February 27, 2010 at 5:13 pm

    YEAH!!! Congratulations!

  5. alisha February 24, 2010 at 11:53 pm


  6. Expat Mum February 24, 2010 at 9:48 pm

    Ooh, congrats. Don’t worry about having foreign kids in the future. Even though mine are all twanging away like good little Americans, I still have to think twice when people in England refer to them as “the American kids”. I don’t hear it most of the time – unless they say “totally” that is ;-)

  7. Neda February 24, 2010 at 1:09 am


  8. Rachel February 23, 2010 at 9:26 pm

    So exciting! Congratulations!

  9. Becca February 23, 2010 at 7:18 pm

    Oh what fabulous news! Congratulations to you and your handsome Brit.
    Life takes on a life of it’s on when you aren’t paying attention doesn’t it! Enjoy the adventure.

  10. I Love This Blog! February 23, 2010 at 7:02 pm


  11. Iota February 23, 2010 at 5:53 pm

    I think you’d better put some blue plates with the Queen on them on your wedding list. Then you’ll fit right in.

  12. Iota February 23, 2010 at 5:52 pm


  13. Jennifer February 23, 2010 at 1:58 pm

    Congrats!!! Awww life gets more fun everyday ;-)

  14. Kneazle1 February 23, 2010 at 1:57 pm

    Congratulations :)

  15. teri February 22, 2010 at 8:36 pm

    congrats! how exciting! just worry about the visa forms later.. enjoy it for awhile first!

  16. Satakieli February 22, 2010 at 8:09 pm

    Congrats! I did the same thing 3 years ago except the other way around, I’m the Brit and he’s the American, he’s military so I had to move to the states. It’s a crazy adventure for sure but I don’t regret a second, except maybe the prospect of our son having an American accent! Thanks to a good collection of Brit cartoons he actually has a bit of a Brit accent though.

  17. Jenny February 22, 2010 at 7:57 pm


  18. Kat February 22, 2010 at 7:49 pm

    Things always become a bit muddled when you’re an expat, don’t they?

  19. Heather February 22, 2010 at 7:47 pm

    Congratulations! that is brilliant! It’s amazing how much your mind can race race though in a couple of seconds, isn’t it?

  20. Lady Who Lunches February 22, 2010 at 7:37 pm

    I can imagine! Not to imagine the frightening prospect that goes with your children speaking in a foreign accent!
    Congratulations! So exciting. I think I have a couple of years to go before that happens to me…

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