Let’s get this out of the way first: I would have married my husband under any circumstances whatsoever. We fit together like puzzle pieces. I have never known any person as wise and calm and intelligent and compassionate as he is, and I would be crazy to not jump at the chance to be with him.
That said, I am very fond of tradition and ritual, and I am also very, very fond of jewelry. I am a sentimental, romantic sort of person. So if I had not received any ring whatsoever, I would have been quite disappointed. If it were an issue of maintaining financial security, I absolutely would have agreed to forgo such an expenditure, but it wouldn’t make me any less disappointed.
I don’t really like diamonds, though; I prefer colored gemstones. About a year prior to his proposal he asked me for ideas of rings I liked, so I printed out a bunch online that I thought were great. We also agreed upon a price range that was reasonable for our financial situation. He took my ideas to the jewelry stores with one of our closest friends and then on our four year dating anniversary he presented me with the perfect ring – a sapphire solitaire with two small diamond accents. I think it was in the neighborhood of $300-400.
Later we picked out our bands together, and they each cost around $300. I got a sapphire band to match my engagement ring and he had two of the diamonds in his band replaced with sapphires, so we match. After our wedding I had the engagement and wedding bands soldered together, like so.
It cannot be understated enough how much I love my wedding ring. We have been married for nearly four years now and I still get giggly over it. I feel it is a really unique piece of jewelry and it gets compliments on a weekly basis. I don’t give a good god damn what it cost, I care about what it means. That said–do you know how freakin’ awesome it is to have something with so much symbolic value be so personally aesthetically pleasing?
He really likes his too. Sometimes when we’re walking or sitting around, I’ll clench my fist, bump my ring into his matching one, and we’ll announce in unison, ‘‘With our powers combined! Bzzshht!’’
I don’t think the fact that I love jewelry and find my wedding ring absolutely delightful is something to be ashamed of. I don’t think it’s a ‘‘joke’’ either.
I also have to admit, OP, the idea that YOU are spending money on HER is kind of foreign to me, since our finances have always had a major joint component. We do have our own individual accounts for spending on whatever we see fit, but basically any decision we make about a major purchase is made together. This was true of every aspect of our wedding – the question wasn’t, ‘‘How much will Sr. Olives spend on olives?’’ but ‘‘How much are we going to spend?’’
**Sr. Olives **and I are capable of making rational decisions about finances, and neither of us were interested in mortgaging our future for a piece of jewelry. But we were in a situation where we were able to afford something nice but reasonable, and that’s what we did.