|This is how they say "I love you" in his family. Image from here.|
Brass Knuckle Bliss
I’m in dream land, and the big moment happens: Boyfriend gets on his knee to propose, and out from behind his back comes the
Plastic Shields and Quartz Crystal are a Girl’s Best Friend
Just last night, I was back in dreamland. I was getting ready for work when Boyfriend pulled me in the guest room. He got down on one knee and proposed. Instead of brass knuckles, this time I got a thing we referred to as a ring in my dream. Except this “ring” had a mini-plastic shield all around it. Its purpose was to protect the gems from getting damaged and falling out. But right after the proposal, the biggest gem fell out of the middle. When I picked it up, it was a huge hunk of quartz crystal. I was like, "Uh honey...can we get another ring? I'm not sure I like this one."
Boyfriend suggested we superglue it back to the base. He was so proud of this ring, but I just couldn’t do it. So I again insisted we get a different one.
Boyfriend got all butt-hurt and went off on how unappreciative I was.
I woke up laughing because I knew there was no way this ridiculousness was real. I'm hoping the real deal is nothing like dreamland.
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but brass knuckles and plastic shields make for terrible engagement rings.