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ring bearer

I’m easily distracted by shiny objects. And that new, sparkly bit of jewelry on my finger keeps catching my eye while I’m typing, reminding me of everything that’s going on in my life right now. It’s sort of like tying a string around your finger to remember something, except it’s glittery and other people know what it means, too.

The marriage proposal is such an odd ritual, consisting of a girl waiting for a guy to decide that he’s ready to marry and she’s worth marrying. People keep asking me if I was surprised when Rob popped the question. I wasn’t surprised that he asked. We’d talked about it for some time in the months and weeks leading up to it, and we’d decided that the time was right. The only surprise was when and how he’d make it “official” by asking the question. And despite my weirdness about the ritual itself, I still wanted the sparkly ring and the “down on one knee” and all the silly giddiness that comes with being newly engaged.

Actually wearing an engagement ring has been a bit of an adjustment, too. I habitually wear a ring on my thumb, but the ring finger seems to be a bit more noticeable, at least for now. The ring presses against neighboring fingers as I type and, like my other ring, I keep wanting to fidget with it when I’m bored or anxious. I’m glad it doesn’t have a big diamond, because I’m worried enough as it is about catching it on something or accidentally gouging someone with it, klutz that I am.

While I’m not jumping up and down with dizzying glee, I’m excited about what the ring signifies about things to come. However, I feel a bit like Miranda in Sex and the City when she found out she was having a boy. I’m excited (in a low-key way) and a little nervous about everything that’s going on, but it’s a bit overwhelming that everyone else seems so much more excited about it than I am. I’m hoping once everything dies down a bit in the next couple weeks — there’s a lot going on right now, in addition to the recent engagement — I’ll have a chance to take a deep breath … relax … and enjoy this time with my husband-to-be (wow … it’s weird typing that) before submerging again into the morass of insanity that is wedding planning.