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

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” 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!’

Getting recommended by a sex advice columnist (or anyone for that matter!) always makes our day

yahooavatar15pacific birdyankeebeanWhen we know that our blog makes you laugh, helps you out–well, frankly that is the best thing we can see as the outcome for our many ramblings!  Since we have been on about lingerie lately (see post below), this feeling of joy was the equivalent as going to TkMaxx and seeing La Perla 75% off in our size (yes it can happen). Our readers can really make our day!! So, naturally we were mega-delighted last week when Dan Savage, a nationally syndicated sex advice columnist in Seattle, posted about ‘She’s Not From Yorkshire’ on his “Love Letter of the Day“. To Dan and our lovely and kind reader “J” who recommended us, thank you!

They wrote:

“I just listened to Episode 148 of the “Savage Love” podcast in which a young woman calls in to ask about a man she met in England. I thought that she might find it helpful to know that she’s not alone; there are many American women who’ve fallen in love with, married, and made things work with a British guy. In fact, there’s a blog She’s Not From Yorkshire co-written by three American women involved with British men. One has married a Brit and is currently living in London, another has been living near York with her fiance but they have just moved back to America to get married and they plan to live there, and the third is currently living near York and is seeing a series of British guys.

I thought this might be of use to her in that the blog has apparently become an unofficial source of information and advice on international romance, and the wonderful young ladies have much to say on several topics, including how to deal with long-distance romance, deciding where to live, and many other subjects.

Anyway. I love your show, and I just thought that this bit of info might be useful to a young woman who’s obviously rather tormented.

J.”

Not that we’re trying to blow our own horn. Well, we are a little–but only because we are  American and are born comfortable in doing so. Oh, and we’re also very proud and very grateful for our devoted readers that always keep us inspired. Now go listen to Dan’s cheeky advice for this lovelorn lady! And of course, what do you think–was his advice spot on?

With love,

Peaceful, Yankeebean and Pacificbird xxx