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    Category: Engaged

    Engagement can be a bit like romantic purgatory for some, but at least you get to test drive a ring.

    Alive And Breathing

    | Northern Ireland, UK | Engaged

    Alive And Breathing


    Northern Ireland, UK

    (My fiancé and I are talking randomly. It should be noted that according to my fiancé I ‘snore like a walrus.’)

    Fiancé: “Sometimes when you’re sleeping and not snoring, I check to see if you’re still alive.”

    Me: *hysterically laughing* “I don’t know whether that’s a sweet or a dicky thing to say.”

    Fiancé: “At least it shows I care!”

    Don’t Be Too Dreamy In Your Dream

    | CA, USA | Engaged

    (My fiancée has returned from a backpacking trip, so we both wake up rather late in the morning. It should be noted that I have a rather large, yet allegedly magnificent, posterior.)

    Me: “Had a weird dream, hon.”

    Fiancée: “Oh?”

    Me: “Yeah. I dreamed that I was becoming friends with this other woman, and you said I couldn’t see her anymore because I looked ‘too dreamy’ around her.”

    Fiancée: “Well, as long as you look dreamier around me, it’s okay.”

    Me: “Oh, but it gets better! The woman in my dream said I was beautiful but she couldn’t, and I quote, ‘stand my a**!’”

    (My fiancée, who has started to pour herself coffee, freezes.)

    Fiancée: “Oh. Well, if that’s the case, now she has to die.”

    It Just Popsicled Into My Head

    | Nashville, TN, USA | Engaged

    (It’s a hot summer night in the south. My fiancé often gets a bit out of it late at night.)

    Me: “It’s so hot! I need something to cool off. You know what I want?”

    Fiancé: “Ice pickles.”

    Me: *stare at him in confusion until it finally clicks* “Yes. Bring me a popsicle, please.”

    (He was impressed that I figured it out, and to this day we refer to popsicles as ‘ice pickles.’)

    Confessing Your Shins

    | USA | Engaged

    (I just got home from work and it’s the first chance I have to speak to my fiancé that day.)

    Me: “Shin hurt?”

    Fiancé: “How did you know?”

    Me: “I was apparently having a bad dream last night where I was mad at you and then you rolled over, which half woke me up, and for some reason I felt that kicking you was appropriate at that time. Sorry about that.”

    Fiancé: “…”

    Me: “Love you!”

    This Cookie Crumbled Quite Nicely, Part 2

    | Brisbane, QLD, Australia | Engaged

    (My fiancé and I are celebrating my birthday. We have an ongoing joke that he has a cookie on his profile picture for everything and I want to eat it.)

    Fiancé: “So, I got you a present.”

    Me: “Yay! What is it?”

    (He gets a huge box, about the size of our coffee table, and placed it in front of me. I unwrap its many layers to find a chocolate chip cookie, just like his profiles, in the bottom.)

    Me: “YES! YES, YES, YES! You got me a cookie! I love you, I love you, I love you!” *I freak out with joy*

    Fiancé: “Wow, this is more emotion than when I proposed. If I knew this would happen, I would have given you a cookie instead or a ring. But then again, it’s harder to cook a cookie than buy a ring…”

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