I’m sure you’ve heard about the woman who, after being told by her boyfriend that she was “300 sandwiches away from an engagement ring!”, is in fact making 300 sandwiches in order to get an engagement ring.
If you haven’t heard about it, I’ll wait until you’re done making barf noises before continuing.
Now, I’m not going to jump on the typical feminist bandwagon of trashing the girl and her relationship/marriage goals, and how ill-prepared she and he obviously are for marriage, yadda yadda — as easy as that may be. Because, I sort of see a different side of it.
It’s freakin’ brilliant. Pathetic, but brilliant and I’ll tell you why.
First of all, the woman is NY Post writer Stephanie Smith. So, awesome publicity for her. Secondly, she basically combined the bazillion blogs about relationships/engagement/love and the bazillion blogs about food/cooking/sharing pictures of yogurt cups, in order to make the biggest, fattest blog baby that picks on all the other blog babies on the playground.
Lastly, sure — in her column and on her blog, Stephanie Smith portrayed her boyfriend Eric as a chauvinistic man who slaps her butt to “get in the kitchen and make me a sandwich!” (I wish you could actually hear me say that) — but…the optimist in me thinks — hopes — that it’s just clever content with a publicity purpose and that these two were already knowingly headed down the path to engagement and just decided to have a little fun with it…ya know, make some memories slathered with mayo and get Stephanie a promotion at the Post.
Beeeesides, I’m just saying, here…if you really think about it…how many sandwiches do you think you made for your sweetheart from the time you started dating to the time you got engaged? How many full meals? How many times did you get them a drink, make them coffee? How many times did you find yourself lovingly thinking, “I wonder when he’ll propose?” And, how many times did you find yourself thinking that — whether it was a full thought or just a fleeting millisecond — while you were actually making the sandwich/meal/coffee? It’s like a mixture of showing love and doing something nice because you want to, and it makes them happy — and also feeling like, “hey, is he gonna buy the cow or what?”
I guess Stephanie Smith doesn’t have to wonder. She just has to spread a condiment, layer some meat, slice it down the middle and update her countdown.
Food is love, right?
P.s. Her boyfriend looks like an Olsen twin auditioning for Twilight.
Congrats, Steph! Hope ya get some sweet sandwich keepers at your shower.