Telling Inaki's Parents

It was good timing that Inaki's parents are going to Manila for an appointment. We've been trying to find ways to tell our respective parents about our engagement. The truth of the matter is, much as we would like to announce it, we're waiting for the annulment to be official before we breathe one word to anyone. (Although, my sister, my BFF from LA and our good friend who introduced us know already.)

Yesterday, we went to the bus stop to pick them up and to bring them to the hotel where Inaki booked them. His Dad and Mom were friendly, and I quickly warmed up to them. They checked in and we helped them settle in their room, then we went to Aristocrat on Roxas Blvd. for dinner. Inaki and I planned to tell them that we were planning to get married over dessert and coffee. We weren't able to because his Mom and I were cold and wanted to go out into the warm summer evening, so we skipped the after dinner java and sweets. We drove them back to their hotel, and we went home ourselves, deciding to tell them over lunch today, after their appointment.

His parents checked out at lunch time, and we all went to Harbor Square to eat at Iceberg's. And while waiting for the bill, that's when Inaki told them. He opened by asking if they remembered asking him what his plans were after the annulment. Then he proceeded by saying that we planned to get married. Inaki's Mom reached across the table and squeezed my hand. To say they were thrilled was an understatement. They were sincerely happy. In fact, his Dad was excited at the prospect of grandchildren. Bless his heart. And he berated Inaki to learn how to drive, because I can't be expected to be pregnant and drive around all the time. (I had to laugh at that one. Inaki thinks driving is so beneath him, and that he'd rather bike everywhere.)

Inaki's Dad was also asking when will they go to my parents for the pamamanhikan. We answered that we'll arrange it once the NSO papers are done.

I'm very happy that their happy with our news. :)

That's one thing off our list. Next task is to tell my parents. I truly hope they give us their blessing and they're just as happy. (I have a feeling we need to have a defibrillator on hand when we tell them. They still think I'm five years old.) Once they know, we're fifty percent done with the wedding plans.

I hope, I hope, I hope.