Sunday, January 16, 2011

Why My Ring is a Pearl

My ring is a pearl. There's a reason behind it. Let me explain:


Jenny's Pearl Necklace
by: Author Unknown, Source Unknown







Jenny was a bright-eyed, cheerful young girl. One day when she and her mother were checking out at the grocery store, Jenny saw a circle of glistening white plastic pearls in a pink foil box. They were priced at $2.50. She begged her mom to buy them, they were so beautiful!

Her mother looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl and said."If you really want them, I'll think of some extra chores for you and you can save enough money to buy them yourself. Your birthday's only a week away and you might get another dollar from Grandma." Jenny saved up and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace.

Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel grown up. She wore them everywhere--Sunday school, kindergarten, and all around the house. She treasured her pearls. But since they were just beads, eventually they got pretty worn down. Soon they were nothing but white beads on a worn string.

Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story. One night when he finished the story, he asked Jenny, "Do you love me?"

"Oh yes, Daddy. You know that I love you."

"Then may I have your pearls?"

"Oh, Daddy, not my pearls. These are my favorite, I love these pearls."

"That's okay, honey. Daddy loves you. Good night." And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.

About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, "Do you love me?"

"Daddy, you know I love you."

"Then will you give me your pearls?"

"Oh, Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I got for my birthday. She is so beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper, if you want. But I love my pearls. You cant have my pearls."

"That's okay, Honey. Sleep well. Daddy loves you." And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.

This went on for quite a while, always with the same result, until one night as Jenny's Daddy came to read her a story, Jenny was sitting on her bed. As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek.

"What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?"

Jenny didn't say anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy. When she opened it, there was her little pearl necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, "Here, Daddy. It's for you. I know you love me, and you wouldn't ask for my pearls unless you needed them."

With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's kind daddy reached out with one hand to take the prized necklace. He quietly left and when he came back, the other hand held a blue velvet case. He handed it to Jenny and told her, "Thank you for giving me your most prized possession. I know you even saved up for it all by yourself. Now, I have this for you also."

As Jenny pryed open the blue velvet box, so nice a thing itself she'd never known, the glistening white sheen of the rich genuine pearls struck her teary eyes.

Her daddy hugged her tight and said, "I needed to know you would take care of these. I needed to know you would keep these pearls nice. And now I know."




I remember when I was trying to make things work out with my ex, I called my mom one night and I said, "mom, what if this is like that stupid pearl story? What if God's just waiting to bless me when I'm ready to let go? But what if I don't WANT to let go? I already know what this is like, and I am okay with fake pearls. I don't want to let go.

And then when he left, I realized just how worn and chipped those plastic beads were. And how much I would have been missing.

And now... Now I have my real pearl.

My Most Favorite New Years Eve Ever. :c)

So the day before New Years Eve, Ranger calls me up and asks if I have plans for the day. I say no, I was sort of leaving that up to him. And he says good, we're going to go play in the snow. And wont give me more information.

Later on, he slips that we're going for a sleigh ride. I think it was on purpose because he knows I strongly dislike secrets. Or surprises. (I need time to prepare. I know, it's kinda silly, but it's true). The problem is, he's still hiding something and I can tell. So I start wondering. Of course, it's only natural. He slipped a few weeks earlier that he already had the ring (and that one probably WAS an accident, because I asked him while he was tired). I was afraid to hope, though. He'd tricked me once before. So I keep my cool and pretend I'm clueless, in case I'm wrong. Good plan, right?

The only information I can get out of him is that his brother and sister are coming with us. That's cool. But it's also another thing that makes me wonder. His brother and him are super  close.

So the next day, we get all ready for the sleigh ride, get lost on the way, and finally make it there. The sleigh ride is great, except Ranger gets called in to work. Now how do you explain that you really need the day off because you are doing something "important" and you cant explain what's so important, because its a secret and the girl who cant know is sitting right next to you? So he goes to work. Poor thing. But I'm probably wrong, right? And since he got called in to work, it probably wont happen today anyway...

So he takes me to his dad's house to wait, and we wait. For a while his brother hangs around and visits, but eventually goes home. His dad asks him what his plans are for that evening, and he says "well, we'll still do that thing, but otherwise, we dont know yet." And I take note. Vague hints are good... right?

Great visit, but we're both kind of distracted (probably about the same thing which neither one of us can talk about. Me for my pride in case I'm wrong, and he for the sake of his son... if I'm right, anyway). I get the feeling that his dad's trying to keep the day special. So I start to hope again. Ranger said I could go home, if I wanted. But I actually really like his dad, and I knew I'd be twice as antsy at home. So I didn't ask to be taken home.

Ranger FINALLY gets off work, and says we have dinner plans with his brother. Well, that explains the "thing"... But if there wasn't some news, why would his brother be so vague? And now I can tell that everyone's a little excited. And Ranger looks a little nervous, but honestly, that could have been rationalized away because he felt bad for having to work in the middle of our date. And his dad's trying to help him. I notice they both seem to be having a conversation whenever I'm not around and it stops when I come back in the room.

Okay, something is DEFINITELY up. But I tell myself I'm still going to play clueless because it'd be sooo embarrassing if I'm wrong...

So we go out to eat, and we're in a quiet booth off to the side, with no one else around us. "convenient," I think. His sister answers for it though, even though I didn't ask. Says she thought the people around were kind of gross and asked to be moved. So we get all the way through dinner... and dessert...  and I can see Ranger's brother keep trying to catch Ranger's eye.

And then I see that Ranger has a box in his hands. And I think to myself "okay, now I know what that is. But this is awkward..." So I pretend not to notice, and I cant make eye contact, I'm too nervous.

And so is he

And I hate awkward moments.

So I pretend to be super interested in what his sister-in-law has to say.

And I guess it was too much for Ranger, because he sort of drops the box in front of me, like "here, take it." It was so cute because it was so awkward. I guess that's fitting, because that's how Ranger's been all along. So awkward it's cute. Maybe awkward isn't the right word, nervous is better. Obvious about his intentions, but nervous.

Well of course I open it. And he gets on one knee. And says "will you marry me?"

And just like me, to make things more complicated in a nervous situation, I say, "that's all you have to say? No name or anything?"

So he says "Keira, will you marry me?"

Charming. It's a good thing he's so cute when he's nervous...

I asked him later. He was so nervous and he couldnt remember my maiden name, (and I bet he didnt know if he should use it or not, anyway) so he just said "Keira."

Well OBVIOUSLY I said yes.

Obviously.

And then Ranger's brother says "Dad sent me a text as you were leaving, he said you were so nervous!" Like we couldn't tell. And I loved every minute of it.


All that, and we didn't even get a free dessert! 

What I got for Christmas:

Sorry I haven't posted. And most of you are antsy to see how Christmas went and what's the story behind all the big news. 

Well, the problem is I have so much to say it and no time to do it. Nor is it easy to express how AMAZING things are for me right now. 

So to start off, I'll talk about Christmas... Because we wont get a Christmas alone for quite some time, Ranger and I had our own little gift exchange before Christmas. Mostly, because I'm impatient, if I'm being honest. I wanted to give him what I had made him ( I don't have pics right now. I'll get them... But since I made it, I was DYING to give it to him) AND because I wanted to know what he gave ME for Christmas.

So, what did he give me?
A cute little wrapped box full of...




Fake rings.



And although I'm secretly thinking that although I sorta said I wanted a ring for Christmas, I was really just joking, because Christmas proposals are kind of corny, I couldn't help but hope.


Nope. All fake.

 Seriously, what kind of man that knows his girlfriend is anxiously awaiting a REAL ring would go ahead and give her FAKE rings for Christmas? Well, Ranger would, I guess.  Maybe I should tell him I'm not good at jokes... ;c)

(The real gift was the glass container. It has grapes and matches my front room pretty well.)

And then he gives me ANOTHER box, and I'm thinking, hmm, this box is much littler, and about the right size. And I don't care about Christmas being corny... mostly...

So I open this one and inside is...


Pearl earrings. MAN! This guy's MEAN! 


They are lovely, I admit.
I just don't like to be teased...


Don't get me wrong, I'm more than happy about the earrings, and the glass jar (mostly because it came from him). And I'm glad he didn't take the corny route and give me a ring on Christmas Eve, even if I did ask for a ring for Christmas (and like I said earlier, even though I asked for it, I didn't want it as my ACTUAL present. It's TOTALLY uncreative). I like how Ranger does things his own way while still doing exactly what I want (even if it's not what I say :cP)  


So I asked him when the real ring was coming and he said 
"I just gave you about a hundred rings, and you still want ANOTHER one?"
What a tease.
I don't know if I like this side of him... ;c)