Now I know what all the fuss is about, fellas!
I have much more respect for what a man must go through in choosing a ring for his future bride. Well, unless it was chosen for him that is, which is a whole 'nother blog entry. But in the first circumstance- how nervewracking! My friends, above all other wedding decisions to be made, this one is the most permanent. How do you know someone is married? Their wedding rings. You know what it's supposed to symbolize? Eternity. You know what eternity means? Infinite time.
Infinite time = infinite PRESSURE.
And the final nail in the coffin is the fact that men don't commonly wear jewelry, so how the heck are we supposed to know what their style is or what they would want to wear for eternity? Kenny has donned one adornment since I have known him and that was a woodchip nametag "necklace"at RGC.
Doesn't help.
There's white gold, gold, platinum (ha), tungsten carbide, stainless steel (like a line of pots and pans), titanium...patterns, textures, ridges, milgrain, the kitchen sink...
Now, I won't be able to print my final decision for the world to read (or let's be honest- the couple people who actually read this) because it is ultimately a surprise for Kenny, per his request. However, any insights would be helpful and I shall let you know the final decision if you wanna know in person.
Okay, okay- setting the anxiety aside, I am actually quite excited that it's even time to seriously think about it and eventually order it. I think he's excited, too. Then I won't be the only one carrying the relationship on my finger. :)
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