My husband went away for a week to go on a brocation. His friend Steven is getting married (yay Steven and Christina!) and 14 of his closest friends rented a house in Siesta Keys, Florida. While definitely a weird place to go for a bachelor party, the city does have beaches, bars and strip clubs so the men had their ample supply of boobs to ogle. That’s what bachelor parties are all about, right?
Everything was going great until Wednesday. On Wednesday, my phone rang and the caller ID said it was Vinny. It was 2PM and I was confused. I knew he was at the beach and didn’t expect him to be calling so I thought maybe he somehow butt dialed.
Diana: Are you calling me on purpose?
Vinny: Yes. Okay, I have something to tell you. First, I’m okay.
When he said “I’m ok,” I thought the worst. Last time he went to a bachelor party, a cab he was in didn’t have breaks and him and his bros were in an accident. So I’m like, OKAY! YOU’RE OKAY! But what happened?!
Vinny: I was playing football in the ocean…
While he spoke, I thought, “omg. And a jelly fish stung you? A shark circled you? Rip tide tried to steal you away from me? But you’re okay! But omg, talk faster.”
Vinny: And I lost my ring.
Vinny: I’m so sorry, babe. I’m so stupid! I’m sorry.
Diana: It’s okay. I guess it happens!
A part of me was upset but the other part of me was happy he wasn’t eaten by a shark. I didn’t argue with him and instead sent him back to his brotivities. Because I’m perfect.
My friend Michele was impressed with how calm I was. Initially I was too (impressed by my own calmness) but by the time her and I spoke about it, I had been left alone with my thoughts for far too long and annoyance had set it. I assured her I would never let him forget about it and likely bring it up during every fight. Every. Single. One. Of. Them. Just like the relationship experts recommend.
This entire fiasco got me thinking about the importance of wedding rings in a marriage. Was Vinny going to suddenly act like a real bachelor now that he was ringless for a few days? Would he love the way his naked finger felt and comes home with a new found hatred of all-things marriage? Would his anti-wedding ring bros brainwash him? So many questions, so little space.
Your turn: How do you feel about wedding rings? Do you wear one? Does your spouse? And more importantly, do you even care?