Now, the moment of Zen, it's never easy to be with your girl when she shops, almost impossible to shop the right thing for your girl, and I swear to God there isn't a guy in this world who can even think of a right present for his future mother-in-law. I just don't know. Chocolates? No! She isn't a girl. Dress? What?! I don't even know what fits her. Flowers? Too simple.

When in doubt call your girlfriend.

"Bob, that's so sweet of you...but don't you think you should talk to me first?"

"Yeah, that's why I called you. . . so what should I get her?"

"No, Bob, not that, it so happens that when I become your wife then she gets to be your mother-in-law"

"I know. . . Aaliyah, but we are sure of where we are going, right?" I let that one casually.

"Bob, there's a dream and there are dream moments and for a girl, nothing betters than a guy going on his knees and popping the question with a ring. If you are serious, don't ring me up with goofy questions, but go find a ring!"

Click.

She hit that one straight out of the park. Double Whammy? My foot!