Movies lied to me

I'm engaged!

Yay, right? Oh wow, congratulations! I'm so happy for you! Tears of happiness, jumping up and down, screams of joy, the works.

Well, that's what I was expecting when we told the folks--that or something similar. After all, it is what always happens when you tell the parents and you are not a)sixteen, b)referring to your ex-con drug dealer or c)pregnant. The movies say so. And frankly I am a little disappointed at the luke-warm reception from both sets of parents. We have been together forever and have been talking about this day for awhile now. We all get along; no one is against it. Just not giddy with excitement.

Our friends have been wonderful. Granted, at this point most of my close friends are guys so that translated to high-fives and a night of free drinks. But still, very happy for us.

I am hoping that it was just expected, our engagement. And that the closer we get to the nuts and bolts of planning, everyone will come around. Otherwise...elope?