Tales of texting

Ever since I was young, I would imagine that after I got engaged, I would be sitting in a booth in some little restaurant with three of my oldest friends.  I've known all them since I was 5. We would be sipping our drinks as I explain that I wanted to talk to all three of them together, and then I'd excitedly tell them the story of the previous night and show them the ring I'd been hiding.  Smiles and shrill shrieks would ensue.  This is how it always played out in my mind.

I'm not married, but even today, when I picture one day telling my friends that I'm engaged, my brain still reverts to that silly "all four friends in a booth" scenario.  And it's funny considering the fact that the four of us live in three different cities, so the chances of my story playing out that way is, well, unlikely to say the least.  I know two different couples who got engaged on New Year's Eve a few days ago. The weird part to me is how I received the news - both were by text.  I'm thrilled for both couples - and there is nothing at all wrong with texting, as my iPhone would attest.  But I can't help but wonder about the genuine human emotion that we're missing out on while using our constant crutch of technology.  Am I the only one who wants to gasp and smile and hug people when they get good news?  Or to be immediately regaled with the play by play of events?  I guess I need to reconfigure my future post-engagement scenario.  4-way FaceTime?  What do you think, gals?