Where Guy proposed to me
The last month has been dizzying, but wonderful. Guy proposed to me at the end of January in Stockholm at sunset, on a bridge near the castle with a gaudy plastic ring. We celebrated with raspberry pie and champagne. It’s been a challenging few months, while we’ve been trying to figure the best way to make sure we get to be in the same place. It’s wonderful to finally know where and how we’re going to live together.
It’s been quite exciting telling everyone and it will be even more exciting when my family and some friends come over to celebrate in April (yes, April this year, the April that is less than two months away).
My engagement ring
Aside from getting engaged, Stockholm was wonderful, however very cold. It is a very pedestrian city and we walked everywhere. However, everything took about three times as long as we would need to stop every half hour for amazing Scandinavian hot chocolates to warm up! The city is gorgeous, with fairytale architecture and cobbled streets, but that is a separate post. I’m now trying to figure out whether I will become Petah Cocker, Petah Marian-Cocker, Petah Cocker-Marian, or just keep Petah Marian. Part of me feels as though I would be giving up part of my identity if I give up my name, as well as being terribly old fashioned. What do you think?
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Petah Marian-Cocker! Normally I don’t think much of double-barrel surnames, but Marian almost sounds like a middle name, it’s really pretty (my sister’s middle name is Marian, and I was always very jealous of it).
Guy Marian-Cocker sounds good too, though not *quite* as nice as Petah Marian-Cocker…