Yesterday I was updating some stuff on Facebook, and I was looking at my status and decided to change it. I thought “engaged” seemed more apt than “in a relationship.”  Now, I’m not really officially engaged, but there isn’t an option for “shacking up.” And since The Boyfriend and I have been really bonding in a nice way lately, I thought it just seemed more appropriate.  I mean, we already refer to each other as fiances when making business calls and when talking to people who don’t exactly know us.

I had no idea that changing my status was going to cause such a stir amongst my Facebook friends.  But man, was I popular for awhile!

To be fair, I have had three engagement rings throughout the duration of our relationship.  The first was a faux (and flashy!) diamond ring that I won from an Avon Christmas party.  It was way too big, but I wore it anyway.  The second one came at the beginning of this year, when I had to take The Boyfriend back to the hospital, after a year of being in and out of them due to his health.  On our way out, he spotted something shiny on the ground.  Someone had thrown out a man’s white gold wedding band, and a white gold and diamond engagement ring.  So, he gave me the engagement ring, and since it was real, I wore it anywhere where I might want to deter men from hitting on me (like Goodwill).  I got the third the other day, from our hopeless friend, who buys an engagement ring every week for a new girl it seems.  He got down on one knee, and said, “Jessica, will you do me the honor of taking this ring from me so my grandmother won’t give it away?”  So romantic.  Not as romantic as The Boyfriend’s actual proposal, which was, “hey, do you wanna go to the Justice of the Peace so we can save money on taxes?”

So for now, I am still the girl who is always a bridesmaid, never a bride.  But that’s okay for now.  There are a couple of big events about to hopefully occur and change my life, and being a wife might just not fit into the scenario at this junction.  Believe me, when it happens, I will call everyone personally and squeal like a girl (…?).  And there will be booze at my engagement party. It might just not be until my 2-year-old nephew is old enough to drink.

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