So the ring is in the bag, on our dresser, just staring at me. I refuse to even look that direction. I asked BF to put it away or hide it from me but he hasn't yet. I'm down the hill for work for a few days so maybe it'll be moved by the time I get home.
In the meantime . . . we had our Christmas dinner with my parents tonight and after dinner, before exchanging gifts, he asked me if he could have a few minutes with my dad. So my mom and I chatted in another room. Since he just brought the ring home and really made a point to come down for dinner tonight (the ski shop was insanely busy but he kept saying he didn't want to postpone our dinner), I'm assumming he asked my dad for my hand. Maybe it's silly and old-fashioned but it was really important to him and I love that he felt it was so important.
I'm still keeping my patience pants on though. Maybe Christmas, maybe New Year's, maybe my birthday, maybe Valentine's . . . hell, maybe July 4th, our anniversary!! I hope it isn't that long away but I'm just so happy knowing it's actually going to happen!!
P.S. Just a thought, maybe he was talking to my dad about a pony instead. Entirely possible.