BREATHE

I’m getting Married, MARRIED, I thought maybe if it was in caps I could fully comprehend the magnitude of this word MaRRied. My family would always say Hell would freeze over if I ever got married, there goes that word again. It hasn’t really sunk in yet; and to think that I said “YES” to BB’s question of will you Marry me.

News spread quickly like a wild fire thanks to the invention of cell phones and family calling plans- it seems that everyone in my family including nieces and nephews have cell phones. It appears they have all been waiting for this big day. It didn’t help matters for me when the one sister with the biggest mouth, or as I call her the “hub of information”, It didn’t take her very long to spot the Bling-Bling on my middle finger. She howled out a scream which could be heard into the next housing development over-this scream was the cue for my brother in law to start calling and leaving the code phrase HELL HAS FROZEN OVER to every phone number in his memory which also included a friend who I haven’t spoken too in several years.

I have been hiding out from my family this last week, hanging low, and trying to avoid all their questions about the wedding.

“No, I’m not getting married in the Catholic Chruch, BB is not Catholic”.

“No, I’m not getting married at the Graceland Chapel in Vegas”.

“No, I don’t think I will have a flower girl”.

“NO, I don’t think I will have you as a bridesmaid”

NO NO NO NO–I JUST DON’T KNOW RIGHT NOW!

I need a chance to breathe and think straight. I need some focus and a chance to let this all sink in to where it feels right.

I did take the ring back to Ken Walkers Jewelry; hearing sighs–don’t worry– it is two sizes too big. It looks like I wear a size four instead of a size 6. The lady at the store called me “Niki”, as she looked up from the computer sceen, “Niki, you can come pick up your beautiful ring in 18 days”. “Ahem, Um, my name is Colleen, I think you need to update your customer profile, Niki was the x and I’m the new”!

I didn’t tell BB about taking the ring in for resizing, I wanted to see him freak out when he would notice the ring not on my finger. We went over to his parent’s house for a belated Christmas dinner. The topic of the dinner conversation was our engagement. BB’s sister asked to see my ring, I, GLEEMING WITH JOY, reached over the table to show it to her- all eyes were on my left hand looking down onto an empty ring finger. I played it up really good-the drama queen I can be “oh my god, where is my ring”! Such shock an horror on their faces.

YOU GUYS GOT PUNKED

I Thought my stunt was purdy funny. I didn’t realize I had supposively lost a $10,000 ring. He is crazy to spend that much on a ring. I’m not a jewelry person, But he loves me and wants me to have it. I would be happy to return it for a much smaller ring. But he loves me and thinks I deserve it. I just hope I don’t really lose it, I think we better insure it.