Friday, April 30, 2010

The Ring

Yes ring, not cock ring but the one you put on a woman's finger when you ask her to marry you.  
Yes I am not married, I have only had an engagement ring on my finger for almost 3 years and no talk of a wedding any time soon.
Lets not be bitter about that, okay.

~Question, when 2 gay men get engaged do they want big diamond engagement rings?
I have a few gay guy friends but none that are in love, and never came across this before, just curious.~

So while eating wings on my nightmarish night, this lovely server girl comes to our table and asks us for our  drink orders, we decided on a pitcher of some Budlight.
Of course she asked me for my ID, I kindly pull it out and hand it to her. She spots my bling, and starts a conversation by asking about how he proposed, how long we been engaged, blah, blah, blah.
Derek tells her we have been engaged for a little while. (WHAT!! 3 years is a little more than a small amount of time, quite frankly 3 years was longer than my longest relationship prior to him)
I don't say anything about that, we tell her how he proposed and she starts telling us about her friends getting engaged and how much she wants to get married. At this point I consider telling this lovely lady that I want my fuckin beer ASAP as my night has been crap, but couldn't bring myself to be mean.
She just keeps eyeballing my ring, like it is a delicious piece of her favorite dessert.
She finally says that she wants a ring just like mine simple and big.
Yes my piece of ice is a carat solitaire. 
                                         (Posted this pic before but to refresh those memories. )

I consider myself lucky, but at the same time I think about all of the people who aren't so lucky. 
Let's face it only shallow people really care about the amount of diamond they receive, but some just don't give a shit. I personally wasn't expecting it so it was a beautiful surprise and I FUCKING LOVE IT!
Soon after getting engaged I went to work in hopes that the girl I worked with didnt notice it, because she had a ting speck of a diamond on a thick wedding band. I felt weird about it, I don't know what people think, especially women because most of my friends are not married. 
I didn't know how people were going to take to this newly allotted diamond.
She said she was happy for me, but I saw passes the glimmer in her eyes to see that my ring brought hers to shame.
This is why I don't like wearing it sometimes. It shouldn't matter as long as that person that shows you love is going to mean it and show it in other ways. I have to keep it on though to cover my hideous ring tan.
Love+engagement ring = wedding
Right???
Shit, I dont know anymore. Weddings cost to fuckin much. At first I was like "OH SHIT IM GETTING MARRIED AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH". Now im like "If I get married then great"
Next its going to be "I dont give a rat's ass".
There are a couple of friends of mine that just go divorced or are going through the process now. Its sad.
Do I really want to go through that? I mean these people were in for the long haul, one not so much.
One of these friends is unbelievably great. She is such an awesome person, and just recently over lunch just told me. I felt sad, but she looked good and I hope that it will all work itself out.
Now if I don't get married and we broke up (not likely, got almost 6 years with this one) could I still wear the ring? Cause you know I ain't giving that shit back. NO sir! It was a gift.


Besitos,

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