But our own personal "ring season" is merely at the halfway mark.
Older Daughter was home for Christmas, arriving, in her new car, on the afternoon of Christmas Eve.
Her eventual arrival was heralded by the usual announcements:
- The day before: I'm leaving at the crack of dawn tomorrow; I should be in by 8:30 or so in the morning;
- 8:30 or so in the morning: I'm leaving now;
- 10:30 or so in the morning: OK, now I'm leaving. Did you know the Post Office is closed today? Why would the Post Office be closed on Christmas Eve? (I don't know -- maybe because Christmas Eve was on a Sunday?)
The Boyfriend did not make the trip with her. He came up Tuesday, with his parents. The parents stayed downtown. The Boyfriend stayed in our basement.
Now, please don't get me wrong: I am not trying to marry off Older Daughter. However, she's been dating the Boyfriend now since early in their undergraduate days. After they both graduated, she moved to Indianapolis because that's where he lives. Some speculation along these lines is therefore inevitable.
There was, however, no movement reported along this front during the recent Boyfriend visit. But I don't think the crisis is behind us, particularly since Older Daughter has a February birthday. A Valentine's Day birthday, no less. Thus, I conclude, we're only halfway through our first "ring season."
My guess is that this is the first, and probably not the last, ring season for Older Daughter and the Boyfriend. But it's another milestone for me and my Long Suffering Spouse: This isn't something we've had to realistically worry about before.
Isn't it nice to unpack a fresh, new anxiety?