The Ring

Before I share my joys and woes, some funnier than others, I would like to share a disclaimer of sorts. I am not a marriage expert, or a psychologist, I'm merely a woman married for the past 4 years to my lovely husband that I've known for over ten years. Although experience has taught me many lessons in marriage, the best lesson of all was using my sense of humor to learn and build a happy marriage. Fortunately for you (or not), I'm sharing my lessons with you today.

Like many of you, my friend Meg thought she knew herself when that sparkling ring was placed on her finger; a reminder of the romantic and happy future to come with her adorable prince charming.

But she didn't.

She thought of herself as a sweet, caring and lovable girlfriend, daughter, sister, friend...but deep within lay a powerful force. A force that the Ring brought out in her.   The Ring was responsible for many horrendous acts of snobbism, stress and what the media now calls "Bridezilla" syndrome.

All of the sudden she felt an overpowering confidence that made her grow into a powerful 9 ft bride-to-be (technical term), making her have to look down to all her single friends (I was one of them).

It was so difficult to talk to Meg! With the altitude difference all our conversations became distorted. By the time it reached her, she would hear everything backwards or with odd encrypted signals of jealousy and meaness. Truly bizzarre.

Her fiancee was having trouble too, you see the Ring's force worked reversely on poor Jim. He shrunk to a mere 1.5 ft. Meg would constantly step on him! By mistake I'm sure (well, not sure, but she is my friend).

And no matter how much he spoke at the top of his lungs, most times, Meg could not hear her adorable Prince Charming.

The Ring also had hipnotizing forces which would put Meg in a transe,   that all she could think, speak and even dream about was her wedding (er..their wedding).

Needless to say, this became a great burden for those around Meg. It was time for an intervention.

A group of her friends, myself included, took advantage of her transe and with wedding-speak we looked up online, convinced her to meet us at a Bridal Fair that came to town. We heard that at these fairs, magical fairies by the name of Wedding Planners had ways of making our friend return to her normal self, or close to it. The only true potion would be her wedding, but this was our only alternative. And just the thought of poor Jim...

We met one of these Fairies who immediately spoke to Anna in the bizarre language   and managed to bring back a glimpse of our friend as she used to be.

As days went by, Meg returned to her old self, and Jim grew, until they were finally as they should be on that wedding day. Practically the same height and looking lovingly into eachother's eyes as they said their vows.

Of course, the Fairy Wedding Planner had to be there, or it would have been disasturous and over 350 people would have been victims of the powerful force.

Till this day I still call on the Fairy Wedding Planner when as soon as one of my friends is given a Ring...you never know the power that lies within.