curtis and i wear very simple bands. mine is just a thin, silver band that's beautifully square but with a twist. his thicker band matches mine. it suits us perfectly. it's all i wanted although there was a time when my girlfriends kept telling me that i deserved a diamond and should fight for it early on or i would never get one. now don't hate on my girls. these are just some of the silly discussions we sometimes get into. i won't deny that i deserve the bling and i won't lie and say that i didn't fall into the peer pressure. in fact, after looking at my peers i got envious. i pouted and batted my eyelashes and asked for that diamond ring at one point. i didn't get it. i want to say that at the time curtis ignored all my girlish whiles. i was butt hurt i tell ya but only for a couple of days. i guess it wasn't really that important to me since i moved on fairly quickly. looking back now i'm glad he ignored my silliness but was still hurt that i got ignored.
in my line of work i see a LOT of rings. it's one of the first things the girl and i talk about. we giggle over the proposal, i marvel at the craftsmanship and beauty of the jewelry selected. i window shop without having to step into a jewelry store. each one is unique, beautiful and personally selected. i meet them (the rings) for the first time during the consult and then we get into a deeper (more photo connected) relationship on the wedding day. it's not weird. i light them, pose them, talk them into a wink and a smile just like their beautiful owners. we bond and i love them all. luckily this relationship is enough that i don't get envious of their owners and my own ring and i are still at peace with each other.
one of my girl friends once told me that whenever the need to shop would grip her like a vice during "broke season" (most girls know about this phase); she would go online. she would "window shop" via all her online stores to her heart's content. fill up the shopping cart(s) to more than her credit card's capacity and then instead of hitting the PAY button she would exit out. it fulfilled her need to shop but didn't hurt the wallet. it made me laugh. as i consider now that maybe seeing all these beautiful rings on all these beautiful girls is my version of window shopping, i'm not laughing anymore. don't laugh. retail therapy is as therapeutic as envy is expensive.
all these thoughts randomly surfaced last night. i got out of the shower and HAD to tell curtis about it but emphasized that i still didn't mind not having gotten that diamond but wished that he could have at least entered into the conversation with me as to why i couldn't have it. he smiled his sly smile and said that he had been hunting for a ring to go with my existing band. i smiled back. if he bought it for me i wouldn't turn it away lol. and yes, i would love it. but i don't need it and probably wouldn't wear it everyday. see? i've moved on. am i overly practical? maybe ... but sap that i am i'm melting over the sentiment.
We looked for a ring that only cost about $150. I'm not really into jewelry and knew that a rare diamond wouldn't mean as much to me as say - a new car and rent for the year. Now if I were going to ask for "rare glass" for our anniversary, I'd ask for a new "L" lens.
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