The mangagement ring

Ok, so it's a normal week with a productive, yet relaxing weekend. We cleaned the house like crazy from top to bottom. We even rearranged our living room and bought more decorational pillow so our house would be spotless when we had several rounds of guests come over.

First was the Lacrosse girls-team dinner on Friday (complete with watching ice dancing and wishing we could look like Avatars on ice). Then Saturday morning we invite friends and strangers over for the first of what will hopefully be more Cherry House Breakfast Club mornings! Everyone who came brought an ingredient and we made 6 batches of pancakes while we watches super old cartoons in our PJs.

Other typical weekend stuff went down. Homework, pledge stuff, lacrosse stuff, IVCF stuff, hanging out...yadda yadda yadda....

When all of the sudden, out of absolutely nowhere, our world is rocked when we find out that there is such a thing as a mangagement ring. I know! What. The. Hell?! Now, before I go on I just want to make the "no offense but...." comment. I don't want to offend anyone if they love the idea or just bought their steady one, but I'm gonna have to be honest. We all rolled our eyes at the idea. Call it equal women's rights. Call it being nice. Call it you-love-buying-ticky-tack for your honey. The idea is a cheap way for jewelry companies to make another penny. At least, that's what I've been reading (I had to read up on this moments after I heard about it and thought it was too ridiculous to actually exist).

From what I can tell, guy proposes and gives the girl a ring. Girl decides for some reason or another that she needs to give the guy a mangagement ring in return (what, her answer isn't good enough?).  Girl goes to buy a ring. Sadly, in my brief round of research it looks like the men don't have near as many engagement ring choices as the ladies do. They'll have to settle with some ring that looks like it belongs to a some middle aged guy named Gerald who slicks back his hair, goes to the country club, and exchanges sleazy jokes with the guys. Or, rings that look like they belong to a "Chad" (see definition 2). Sorry guys.



I don't really know what happens after they say "I do." His manly ring is too big to double up with the wedding band like the girls can do. So, it either goes on another finger or it goes back in the tiny velvet box you gave it to him in and into some sock drawer.

I don't know if I should be this harsh. But then again, I can only take this matter as serious as it's name, and "mangagement" does not sound like it's to be taken that seriously.

Dumb. Seriously dumb.



For further research, take a look at...
This article that has a feminist bent.
Something that "Gerald" would wear.
....and anything else on Google. Apparently it's been a hot topic and we've all had our heads in the sand on this one.